("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Anne-Marie by AMM_1989 (address withheld) *** A young girl's journey from childhood innocence to adult depravity, taking others along for the ride. (Mg, ped, nc, 1st) *** PART 3 So from that night on I was sleeping in Dad's room, in his bed. Mostly. We would have arguments sometimes and I would sleep in my own room for a night or two but we made up after that. I was still really confused about everything and there were times when it all just came crashing down on me, and those were the times we had arguments usually. I was sure that I was going to Hell for what I was doing and whenever I went out anywhere I was sure that people could see right through me and know what was going on. My grades in school (which were never all that great) starting slipping and my friends asked me what was up, but I didn't tell anybody about me and Dad. I mean, what the hell would I say? Oh Lisa, by the way my Dad caught me looking at naked pics of him and doing myself with a candle and then he raped me... yeah, like I wanted anybody to know that. What made it worse was when my friends talked about sex and they acted like they knew what the hell they were talking about... like one of them bragging about how some boy felt her boobs or another would say how she played Switch in a closet with some boy at a party. They didn't know anything about sex and it was so tempting to tell them that and let them know how stupid they sounded, but I just kept quiet and let them think I never did anything with anybody. As for Dad, I'm pretty sure he felt guilty too. It was pretty common for him to have a couple beers when he got home from work, or go out to a bar and party a little on the weekends; but after he started fucking me he started drinking more, and not just beer. When he drank before, I guess he got a buzz on but I couldn't tell he was drunk or anything. Now, he would do Jack Daniel's or Jim Beam and sometimes he slurred his speech or was kinda clumsy. Sometimes when he got drunk he would got kinda mean too, and really demanding. I don't know if he was this way with Mom or not... he seemed so gentle and nice around her, sorta meek I guess you could say. I do know that a couple times when I overheard them fight she would call him a pussy and a fag (which is really weird 'cuz he's such a big strong manly guy) but he was really bossy with me, especially in bed. I had to wonder if he and Mom did all these things or if he was doing them with me 'cuz he could get away with it. A lot of what we did sexually was sucking and fucking, pretty normal stuff. He really liked me on my knees licking his balls and sucking him slowly, and made me look up into his eyes while I did it. Most of the time it would start that way, then mostly he would lick my pussy. Sometimes he would have me lie down on my back and lick me that way, sometimes on my hands and knees with my butt up in the air for him. Once as I was in that position he was lapping away at my pussy when I felt his tongue wander to my butt hole and he started to lick and kiss it. It felt so weird and I didn't expect it, and I squirmed but Dad just put his big hands on my butt and held on, his thumbs spreading my butt cheeks and his tongue sliding in as far as it would go. It felt different than his tongue in my pussy but still good so after my initial surprise I relaxed and started to enjoy it. After he did that for a while I heard his muffled voice ask me, "That feel good? You like that baby?" I moaned and said, "Yes Daddy, feels real good!" He replied, "Hell yeah, a tongue up the ass feels great." Then he pulled away and told me to sit up, and then he got on all fours with his butt up in the air and he said "Now you do it to me." Gross! I never, NEVER thought about doing that to anybody. I know my Dad showers pretty much ever day and almost always before we go to bed but...god, it's his ASS! I was just barely getting used to the smell and taste of his crotch, the manly funk of his cock and balls but I didn't want to lick his butt. So I just sat on the bed looking at him and not moving. He looked back at me, caught my eye and got that mean hungry look again. "I told you to eat my ass, you little cunt...so get your fuckin' tongue in there NOW!!!" I started to cry and said, "Please Dad, I don't wanna do that, please don't make..." when he suddenly pushed me down on the bed on my back, and squatted over my face. He lowered himself onto my face, his balls on my nose and his cock on my forehead, his hot sweaty hairy butt covering my face and his puckered hole on my mouth. "I said tongue fuck me, you little cunt!" After a couple seconds and my eyes closed and holding my breath, my tongue slowly slid out of my mouth and just barely touched his hole. I didn't want to do more so I just lay there like that, and he got impatient and started to move his butt back and forth over my face and pushing it up and down. I felt him reach down between my legs to rub my clit and finger fuck my pussy and I started to get wet and worked up. I began to move my tongue around on my own then, licking around the hole and sliding it in and out of Dad's butt. He groaned and said, "Yeah baby, that's it... eat your Daddy's ass. You're doing real good, honey." I couldn't hold my breath anymore, so I let the air out of my lungs then gasped and breathed in. I thought the smell would be so gross that I would maybe hurl, but it wasn't too bad. I'm not saying it was all that good, but it was something I could handle. I was getting used to the scents of sex, which is something a kid doesn't think about when she imagines making love. It took some getting used to, but Dad was sure doing his part to get me used to it...and a lot of things. So after a few minutes of Dad finger fucking me as I tongue fucked him, he got off my face and got between my legs. Moving quickly, he lifted my legs and put my feet on his hairy chest, positioned his cock at my hole and quickly pushed in. We still hadn't been fucking all that long at this point (this happened only about 2 weeks after he took me the first time) and although I was wet and hot it still hurt because he stuck it in me so fast. I yelped and told him it hurt but he didn't seem to hear me, just got his dick in all the way to his balls and started ramming me. A tear came into my eye and I just braced my feet against him and put my hands on his arms and held on as he fucked me hard. A few minutes of his furious fucking and I started to relax and loosen up a bit and I began to enjoy it. My Dad is pretty vocal during sex and as usual he started to tell me how good my pussy felt on his cock and what a hot body I have and asking me how I liked it. He would keep asking me stuff like that until I answered him so I got used to talking during sex like that. "Yeah Daddy, your dick is so big inside me," - and - "Fuck me harder Dad!" - and - "I love you Daddy." Sometimes he would call me dirty names, degrading names, and at first it would make me cry even as I was feeling physical pleasure. I got used to it though, and after a while I came to expect it. Slut, whore, bitch, cunt... he called me all those and no one else was around to hear so I just dealt with it. As I said, I came to expect it as part of our sessions. So as his hips thrust down on me and after I started feeling good and bumping my hips up at him, I heard myself say, "Oh yeah Daddy, give your little cunt some come!" Oh my god, did I just say that?!?! He tensed up and bellowed, then I felt his hot cum shooting into my pussy. He came and came, seemed to go on forever but finally he stopped moving, lifted himself up enough to take my feet off his chest, and lay down beside me. We looked into each others' eyes and it seemed like the guilt and shame that he showed on his face after the first time he took me were there again. Oh god, why did I say that?? It was the first thing I had ever said to him during sex and it was so fuckin' WRONG. Maybe since I wasn't talking when we fucked he could kind of ignore the reality of what he was doing to me, and maybe when I said that stupid thing it all hit him, I don't know. All I do know is that he started to cry, then told me to go to my room. Another period of silent treatment occurred then. Like I said, I guess the guilt just kind of hit him again all at once and he was facing the reality of the situation. A 40 year old man forcing himself on his 14 year old daughter! He started drinking even more. Thing is, he wasn't EXACLTY forcing me. Yeah OK, that first time I didn't expect him to molest me and at first I didn't want it and was VERY freaked out. All the same, no one forced me to go to him in the shower the second time we were together, and nobody but myself was stopping me from going to a teacher or a cop or somebody to tell them my Dad was using me for sex. The Catholic school I went to taught us that all sex was pretty much evil, and sex with family members was even worse. Look in the Bible, though... a lot of that went on back then; and if all sex was evil and I was going to Hell for fucking, what did it matter who I was fucking? And it felt SO good. If any of you reading this are young kids who have never had sex with anybody else, let me tell you right here and now you have NO idea what it's like and how GOOD if feels! I don't care how old you are or who you do it with, but DO IT!!! Don't let nobody tell you to save yourself for marriage, believe me it ain't something you run out of. If it was, I would have run out by now. DO IT. So while my Dad had pretty much forced the issue at first, I confess that I was the one that went after him later. He was on his guilt trip, drinking himself to sleep and ignoring me, when I decided to get back into his bed...and onto his cock. One night, he was sitting on the couch watching TV, or at least staring at the screen, when I went into the living room and sat down on the chair across from the couch. I had just come out of the shower and was in my robe and was still warm and a bit wet. I looked over at him and tried to catch his eye but he was ignoring me as he had been for a while. Gathering my courage (and helped along by the fact that I had by now become really obsessed with sex and had been without for about a week now) I undid my belt and pulled my robe open, all the while staring at my Dad. His eyes flicked over at me quickly, widened a bit, then went back to the TV. I ran my hand lightly over my tummy and up to my breast, playing with a nipple. He looked over at me again, a bit longer this time... took a long swig from his bottle of J.D., then wiped his mouth with a trembling hand. I could tell this time that when he looked back at the TV it took a lot of effort on his part. Hoping that this would work and nervous as hell myself, I stuck my index finger in my mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds like it was a dick. Dad's eyes slowly drifted back over to me. I looked right into them and took my finger from my mouth and traced it down my sternum, down my tummy, through my sparse patch of pubic hair, and into my pussy. I smiled at him. That did the trick! He stood up and as he did I could see from the tent in his boxers that he was VERY aroused. He crossed the short distance between the couch and chair with two quick steps, and was on me like a bear on his prey. He grabbed my shoulders, leaned down to me and kissed me hungrily and with more passion than I had ever known before. I moaned and shivered. God, I missed him so much!! He grabbed my hand and brought it to his mouth where he sucked on the finger that had just been in my pussy. It was covered with my juices and he groaned and said, "Oh Anne-Marie, I've wanted you so badly, you're all I could think about, I'm so sorry for what I've done to you and what I'm going to do, but I just can't help it. Please forgive me!" I didn't say anything, just looked deep into his eyes and put one leg up on each side of the armchair, my hot wet pussy exposed and offered to him. He looked down at it, sighed, and dropped to his knees. Putting his hands under my butt cheeks and lifting me up a bit, he shoved his face between my legs and feverishly licked and kissed and sucked. I cried out and jerked, the feeling was so strong. He held on and didn't let me do until I was cumming on his face and begging him to fuck me. Dad got to his feet again, leaned down and kissed me once more. His face was covered with my cum and I could taste my own pussy on his mouth and it got me even hotter. He set me down long enough to pull his boxers down, not all the way but just far enough to free up his engorged penis. His hands went back to my ass, pulled me into position, and he entered me. He was growling like an animal and I was moaning like I was in pain, but I was in ecstasy. At that moment I knew that I didn't care what the nuns at school taught me, or what the Bible said, or what my friends would think of it...I loved being my Dad's cunt. Just as this realization his me and the word 'cunt' went through my mind, I felt another orgasm building up inside me and this one crashed over me just as Dad muttered through his gritted teeth "Oh yeah baby, I'm gonna cum!" we came together, his semen shooting up inside me and my juices mixing with it. We both came long and hard, but it did end. As we both wound down and his hands and his cock left me, it occurred to me to do something I never had before and was kind of disgusting, but the urge in me to be a dirty cunt was suddenly overwhelming. As Dad was standing there, his dick slowly deflating, I knelt between his legs and licked and sucked him clean, swallowing all of our fluids that covered it. He looked down at me, smiled, and put his hands on my head...urging me on. When I was done with my whore's chore still kneeling I hugged him around his legs, his cock and balls squeezed against my cheek, and whispered, "I love you Daddy..." To be continued? Archivist's note: Because the author submitted this work anonymously, we will be unable to honor any request for parts not already posted. If the author submits more parts, we will post them, if not, the story ends here. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 56