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Thank you ------------------------------------------------------- Annie's Dad - part 6 by Aprille The Eclipse =========== Annie's Dad had been secretly having sex with me for over a year by the time I write this. I had found out by this time that I was addicted to Bob's atten- tions, and his frequent business trips were becoming harder for me to accept. Bob was going on more and more business trips, most of them were to North Carolina. Most days he would call me when he knew I was home alone right after school. He always liked to have me use the speaker phone in the kitchen so that I could use both hands to play with my naked body while he listened. He claimed that hearing my whimpers and cries while cumming always put him over the edge and made him cum too. Whenever he was gone for more than 2 weeks, we always made plans for me to be "sick" so that I would stay home from school the day after he returned. This would give us a whole day together to release most of the sexual energy that had built up during his long absence. There were some days while he was gone that I would feel so empty inside. I could make myself cum by rubbing my clit, but I still desperately needed a hard cock to fill me. My mind would keep remembering the ecstasy of having Bob's erection sliding into my hot wet pussy... stretching and filling me completely. One night, while Bob was gone, I was outside in our back yard. It was very late, almost midnight, but I was working on a science project for school. There was a lunar eclipse occurring that night and I wanted to see it. Because it was for school, my mom said I could stay up late, but had to leave me with the little witticism, "Don't complain to me if you are tired tomorrow." (Do all moms say stupid stuff like that?) It was a perfect autumn night... no clouds around for miles, black velvet sky with millions of sparkling stars. I was lying on my back on a soft blanket, with my head propped up on a couple of pillows. Wearing an oversize flannel shirt, soft knit pants and thick, warm socks, I was cozy and warm as I watched the eclipse through my dad's binoculars. I had turned off all the lights outside of our house so that they wouldn't inhibit my view of the moon, making it pitch black in my back yard. Occasionally, I would turn on my flashlight so I could see to make notes about the different stages of the eclipse. As usual, my mind turned to Bob... so of course, I began to feel horny. He had been gone for three whole weeks and I couldn't wait for him to get home in a few days. I thought about how, whenever we were on the phone, he would always make me fantasize that it was his hands touching me. I decided to try it on my own... hearing his voice in my mind. I cupped my tits in my hands, feeling my nipples harden against the soft flannel of my shirt. I pushed them together, rubbing my nipples with my thumbs. Unbuttoning my shirt, I reached in and pinched both of my hard nubs, immediately sending a bolt of desire to my pussy. My hands left my tits, gently kneading my soft skin as they made their way to the waistband of my pants. Holding my hips off the blanket, I pulled my pants down to my ankles. I didn't want to pull them completely off in case I heard someone coming. Using my hands, I brought my knees up and spread them wide, parting my pussy lips. I felt the cool night air blowing against my hot clit, making me shiver . My fingers were cold from gripping the binoculars, which made goose bumps raise [rise] on my skin wherever they touched. I trailed my fingers along the inside of my thighs toward my hot pussy. I cupped my bare cunt in my hand feeling the heat [emanating] eminating from it. Easing my finger inside my tight hole, I moaned, feeling the icy skin being surrounded by warm, moist flesh. The first touch of my cold fingers against my clit made me jump. The sensation of cold seemed to make it even more sensitive. There was a cool gentle breeze that seemed to go right between my legs, excit- ing me even more. I started fingering my pussy, know- ing I would cum soon. My hips started raising off the blanket keeping time with my pumping fingers. I was so engrossed, I never heard the car pull in the drive- way next door at Annie's house, and was completely unaware that I was being watched by a pair of very masculine, and very familiar, eyes. Bob stood there watching me, not believing his luck at finding me outside and alone so late at night. He had finished his business early and had been able to take an earlier flight home. He hadn't told his family because he didn't want anyone waiting up for him. He had been hoping to wake me up by tapping on my bedroom window and coaxing me outside. Bob could see my pale skin against the darkness of the blanket. He quietly walked toward me taking off his jacket, not wanting to startle me so that I would stop my actions. I closed my eyes, feeling my orgasm build. The finger in my pussy had warmed, so I replaced it with another one, still cold from the night air. My hips jerked and I cried out as I came from the sensation of my icy finger fucking my hot pussy. My fingers were drenched from my juices, so I brought them up to my mouth, licking the hot cum from my cold fingers. I had to clean them off before picking up the binoculars. (I could see me trying to explain to my father how cum stains got on them.) Suddenly, I felt fabric covering my face. I gasped, terrified when I realized I wasn't alone. I brought my hands up to tear the covering from my eyes only to have them roughly grabbed and pulled above my head. I could feel a man positioning himself between my wide-open legs. An incredibly strong arm held me still to give him a chance to thrust his hard cock deep inside my dripping cunt. I struggled, hampered by the hand that still held my hands motionless above my head, and my pants that bond my ankles together. His other hand grasped my hip and he started fucking me hard, using his weight to pin me down, keeping me helpless under him. I took in a strong breath getting ready to scream for help. As I breathed in, I inhaled a strong scent of cologne... men's cologne... VERY FAMILIAR men's cologne. My terror began to subside as I realized my would-be rapist was my very own darlin' "daddy", Bob. "Daddy?" I whispered. Bob's lips came down on mine, his invading tongue cutting off any more words. I kissed him back, pulling to release my arms so I could remove my blind- fold and pull him close. But he held on even stronger, making me moan as he deepened his kiss. I tried to move my hips in time with his pounding cock, but I was almost immobile thanks to the tangle of clothes around my legs and Bob's strong arms holding me down. I exploded, Bob's mouth muffling my cries, as I spasmed around his hard cock. He fucked me harder, relentlessly trying to get in deeper, almost like he was trying to become a part of me. He took his mouth from mine and started sucking on my tits. First one, then the other, quickly switching between them. I came again, nearly blacking out from the sensation. Bob pushed in deep and groaned loudly against my neck as he emptied his seed inside me... pumping into me all the hot cum he had stored up over the past three weeks. He collapsed against me, barely remembering to hold his weight up so he didn't crush me. My arms finally free, my hand trembled as I pulled the covering from my eyes, realizing he had used his jacket to blindfold me. My arms tiredly held him to me as my exhausted legs just fell open, allowing his softening cock to leave my body. "Welcome home daddy," I murmured softly, running my fingers through his hair. He raised up on his elbows, covering my face with light kisses. "I have no clue why you are outside this late at night, but you have no idea how glad I am that you were ." He chuckled rubbing his nose against mine. Remembering why I was outside in the first place, I quickly glanced up at the moon, just in time to see the complete lunar eclipse that was the object of my midnight vigil. I smiled, glad I wouldn't have to come up with a plausible story to tell my teacher the next day to explain why I missed the eclipse. I stretched my arms above my head, feeling my taut muscles relax. Bob rolled off me, leaning down to nibble at my nipples. "I was watching the eclipse." I said to him softly. "And thinking of you, wishing you were here." "You sure didn't look like you were watching any eclipse." Bob grinned. "You looked like you were having a hell of a good time. I loved watching you tickle your bare cunny when you didn't know I was there." "You mean you were watching me?" I blushed, thinking about what I had been doing. "It's okay Baby," he said, cupping my pussy in his hand. "It was one of the hottest things I have ever seen. Mmmmm talk about a dream come true. Coming home from a long business trip to find my little baby slut all alone, fingering her hot cunny, getting it all nice and wet for me to fuck." "Why didn't you tell me you were here? And why did you cover my eyes so I couldn't see you? I was really scared until I figured out it was you." I inquired, my eyes narrowing in anger, thinking about the terror I had endured. "Sorry baby, but I just couldn't resist. I think all men have a rape fantasy. And you were mine, lying there, alone and helpless, temporarily spent from your orgasm. I figured you wouldn't be able to put up much of a fight." He answered. "By the way, how did you figure out it was me?" "I don't think I'm going to tell you." I replied saucily, thinking that if he knew, he might try it again and not wear his cologne. "It'll serve you right to try and figure it out after getting me so scared. Besides... who says I knew it was you?" I teased. "Maybe I was just horny and wanted a man to fuck me... ANY MAN." "Any man Hmmmm." Bob said, suddenly pinning me to the ground. "With that attitude maybe I won't give my little girl her present." "Present? You got me a present? What?" I said, perking up looking at him with curiosity. "I don't think I'm going to give it to you now." He answered, lying back on the blanket. "I'll have to think about it." I glared at him. He knew I had an overactive streak of curiosity. An idea started forming in my mind... maybe if I could persuade him in some way... I sat up, knowing he was watching me closely. I bent my fingers into claw shapes, putting the tips of my fingernails on his shoulders. I started drawing them not-so-gently down his chest, leaving red trails on his skin, visible even through the furry mat of black and silver hair. I went right over his nipples, making sure to catch them in my nails, watching them pop back up, harder than before. My nails continued their slow journey down his flat stomach to his hips and then down the outside of his legs. When I reached his ankles, I started going up on the sensitive insides of his muscular calves and thighs. Bob had his eyes closed and was breathing heavily as I approached his cock, now beginning to harden again. I took my hands away just as I reached the top of his thighs, causing him to raise his hips in an endeavor to get me to continue. Smirking a bit when I saw his instinctive reaction, I leaned over and kissed the head of his semi-erection, swirling my tongue around the tip. Bob groaned, bringing his hips up again to try and get more of his cock inside my mouth. Deciding to accommodate him, temporarily anyway... hehehe... I opened my mouth and took him in. I rubbed my tongue against him while scratching his balls with my nails. I began to slowly fuck him with my mouth, feeling him quickly go from being semi-hard to having a raging hard-on that begged for relief. He started pumping faster when I pulled away, letting him pop out of my hungry mouth. "Baby, what are you doing?" He gasped. "Ummm... and my present is...?" I smiled triumphantly up at him. "Fuck Baby, you don't fight fair." He groaned, grabbing my hair in an effort to force his erection back into my mouth. But I was able to twist out of his grasp and lean back, looking at him expectantly. "OK," he conceded. "But after I give it to you, I get to try it out on you while you finish what you started." Reaching under his jacket, he brought out a plain paper bag that I had not noticed was there. Opening the bag, he took out ... a vibrator? "Oh my God!" I exclaimed reaching for it. "Is that what I think it is? Let me see it." Bob smiled as I examined my new toy. Shaped like a man's penis, it was about 8" long and made of bright yellow plastic, with chrome on the end and tip. Not finding a switch on it, I tried turning the handle. I felt it begin to hum in my hand, I turned it another notch and the sensation got stronger. "It's waterproof too Baby, so when I give my little girl another bath, we can play a bit." Bob said, watching me smile over my gift. "Ahem... I believe we had a deal. You get your gift, I get to try it out on you while you continue with what you were doing before you decided to practice extortion on me." "Yes daddy," I answered, smiling happily up at him with anticipation. He lay on his side, bending one leg so he could rest his foot on the blanket, giving me a perfect resting place for my head on his other leg. I got into a similar position, with my open pussy near his face so he could get a close view while he tried out my new toy. I held onto his hips, quickly swallowing his hard-on. I tightened my lips around him so that he felt a great deal of suction and friction with each stroke of my hot mouth. I could feel him beginning to probe between my legs with the cold metal tip of the vibrator. He had turned it completely off, so there was just the feeling of something smooth and hard exploring the intricate folds of tissue. He began to insert it into my wet cunt. My hips jerked in reaction. The vibrator was cold from being exposed to the cool night air for so long, and I groaned thinking it felt even better than when I had my cold fingers inside my hot pussy. I began to suck harder on Bob's cock, sliding him in and out, hungry for his cum. He started to fuck me with the vibrator, gradually pushing the entire length inside me. When he had it fully inserted, he turned the switch onto the lowest setting. I couldn't believe the sensation! It was like being massaged by a thousand, no a million, tiny fingers deep inside me. He started to slowly stroke it in and out, watching my flesh quiver with each thrust. I could feel his cock throbbing and I knew he was going to cum soon. I began to move my hips in time to his strokes, groaning again when he turned the vibrating action higher. I manipulated his balls with my nails, separating them gently and tickling between them. Bob's muscles tensed up and he started shooting hot white cum down my throat. I grabbed his ass, digging my nails in, causing him to moan as another huge wad was expelled into my hungry mouth. He reached out and sucked my hard clit into his mouth as he fucked me harder with the vibrator. I muffled my cries against his thigh as I erupted in a mind-blowing orgasm. My hips continued to pump against his mouth until I was completely spent. Bob turned off the vibrator, easing it out of me. Then he gently licked all my cum from my tired pussy as my heartbeat slowly returned to normal. "Mmmmm, I knew my little baby slut would like her gift from daddy." Bob softly said as he kissed my still quivering pussy. "And I didn't even have it on the highest setting." He chuckled. Exhausted, I started to slightly shiver from the cold. Bob and I got up and pulled on our clothes. Just as I finished buttoning my shirt, I saw light come on in my house. Bob quickly kissed me and hurried to his house, unlocking his back door and waving to me before he disappeared into the darkness of his home. My mom came to the back door, turning on the light, instantly illuminating the back yard. "Aprille, get in this house. Don't you know it's almost 3am! I don't care about any dumb eclipse. You get in bed NOW!" She yelled. Oh My God! I had forgotten about the eclipse. Looking up, I could see it was almost finished. Only a small sliver of the moon was still in shadow. "Okay Mom." I called out. "I just have to make one more note, then I'm coming in. Sorry, I must have fallen asleep." Quickly jotting down the time of the final stage of the lunar eclipse, I gathered everything together, taking care to hide my new toy in my pillow, and went into my house. "I hope you remember I warned you not to com- plain to me when you are tired tomorrow." My mom said to me as I passed her in the kitchen on the way to my bedroom. "Don't worry Mom," I answered. "I swear, I won't complain about losing sleep tonight to anyone." I smiled as I turned away, knowing that the pleasure I had experienced with my "daddy" would more than com- pensate for any loss of sleep. I went in my room, dumped everything on my bed- room floor, and collapsed into my bed, falling asleep while thinking about various uses for my new toy... ______________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 8 - Text 8380