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 Sunday morning I was awoken by footsteps in my bedroom, pulling the covers
back a little and looking out of one eye I saw mum place a cup of tea
beside my bed.  "Morning sleepy, cup of tea here, I'm just off shopping I
shouldn't be long hour or two at most.  When you get up can you peel the
potatoes, and do the veg for dinner please." "Yes ok," I wasn't much
interested in getting up, leave alone peeling spuds.  "Be sure you do."
"Ok."

   I pulled the covers back over my head and lay there trying to get to
sleep again, it was impossible, it happened every Sunday.  Mum would bring
me a cup of tea, waking me up; I didn't even want a cup of tea.  Then she
would set me chores to do while she went to do the family shop.

   I couldn't work out in my mind why she always went Sunday, every body
leaves it till Sunday, and the kids run around like a stampede of cattle,
blocking the aisles and getting in the way, I gave up long ago going with
her to help.

   I sat up, and drank my tea, it would be impossible to sleep now.  I
drank a little then placed the cup back on the dresser, leaning on my
pillow I slipped my hand down between my legs, another Sunday morning
ritual.  I began to gently part my lips ready to insert a finger, as soon
as I touched the lips I knew I had to have a pee before I could continue.

   Climbing out of the bed wearily I made my way to the bathroom, wiping
the sleep from my eyes.  I pushed the handle, and then I heard a shout,
"I'm in here." It was dad.  "How long will you be?" "Kim, I've only just
got in." "I need a pee dad, hurry up."

   I shuffled about on my feet, like a cat on hot coals; my bladder in
urgent need of release.  "If I don't go soon I'm going to pee on the
carpet, I'm fucking bursting dad, pleaseeeeeeeee." "No need to use words
like that Kimberly."

   Here we go again, even though I'm almost peeing on the carpet he has to
show his authority.

   "Ok then Ill have to piss on the carpet." "Wait, come in and do it, but
be quick." "I'm not coming in to pee with you watching me." "Well I'm not
getting out, what if I cover my eyes?" "And ears I don't want you listening
either." "Christ Kimmy I only have one pair of hands, do I cover my eyes or
ears?" "Cover you ears and look away, I'm coming in now,"

   I opened the door and ran to the pan, and sat down, looking across at
dad, he had covered his ears and looked away.  At first there was a little
dribble that splashed in the pan, then a sudden noisy flow, it seemed to
echo around the tiled walls.  I had never noticed just how noisy it was to
pee.  Feeling as if a boulder had been lifted off my belly, I reached for
the toilet paper.  I looked across at dad, he was looking toward the wall,
I thought what a dummy, half naked girl peeing not six feet away and he's
not looking.

   "SHIT," I shouted.  "What's up now?" dad asked." "I thought I had
finished and began to wipe and I started again, and I've peed on my hand,
sod it, I'm all wet now." "Kimberly I have told you about that language,
you are getting worse instead of better, can I uncover my ears now?"

   I looked at him, his hands on the side of the bath; he was looking at me
sat there.  "Can I use your bath water to wash my hands please?" "If you
must, but be quick, I want to soak.

   I walked to the bath, and knelt down, putting both hands under the water
to wash them.  Dad was leaning back in the bath, his eyes closed.  I looked
into the water, I could just make out dads penis bobbing about under the
surface.

   "Dad?" "Yes." "That boy I was seeing, would he have really have gone to
prison for touching me?" "Yes he would, you aren't still seeing him are
you?" "No, God no, I just wondered that's all, he didn't fuck me or
anything." "Kimmy, don't use that word." "Well he didn't, he only touched
my pussy, well, and licked it."

   His eyes opened and looked at me, "Licked it?" "Yes, he said he had
never seen a bald pussy before and wondered what it would feel like to lick
one." "Bald?" "Yes, it started to grow hair but it itched, I used your
razor to shave it off, I lay over there," indicating with my head where I
had laid.  "I put the shaving mirror on the floor between my legs so I
could see, it was awkward though, things are reversed in a mirror did you
know that, I nearly cut myself."

   He had turned his head to look where I had indicated, by doing so his
penis had risen out of the water, I could also see he was uncircumcised,
and semi hard.

   "Anyway," I continued, "he wanted me to touch his thingy while he licked
me, so I did, it was long and hard." "I don't think I want to know this
Kimmy." "He wanted me to suck it but I refused to do that." "Well that's
good that you didn't do that, but I still think we shouldn't talk about
it." "I did like the way I felt when he licked me though dad, I wanted him
to carry on, it gave me a funny feeling in my belly, is that wrong?" "Well
no, I suppose not, I'm glad you didn't go further though, that would have
been really bad."

   I looked into the water once more; he was still semi erect, his penis
now above the water.

   "He said I had a nice pair of legs."

   I immediately jumped to my feet and lifted my t-shirt, "do you think I
have nice legs dad?" He looked at me, and I figured from the angle he was
laying he could possibly see my shaven pussy.  "Do you?" "Yes, you do have
nice legs Kimmy." He didn't stop looking, he must have seen my shaven slit.

   I knelt beside the bath again.

   "I wanked him dad, I took hold of his thingy and he showed me how to
wank him, and all the time he was licking my shaven pussy, he said I had
become very wet down there, and my lips had opened, I don't know how it got
wet, I hadn't peed or anything."

   He was silent now.  His head leaning on the back of the bath, his
breathing had become heavier, his eyes closed.

   Suddenly I reached out and grasped his penis in my hand, "this is what I
did dad." And I began to move my hand up and down his shaft, immediately he
opened his eyes.  "Stop that Kim, NOW."

   I didn't stop, I carried on rubbing his shaft, his hand reached out to
remove mine, and with my free hand I pushed his hand under the water, and
continued.  He was staring at my hand as it moved up and down his shaft,
becoming harder with each stroke.  "You mustn't do that Kimmy, please stop
now."

   I didn't stop, he seemed to know I wouldn't stop, and again leaned back
on the bath, his body arcing out of the water.  I heard a slight sigh, and
then spurt after spurt erupted from his penis, and cascaded into the water.
He was breathing heavy now, his eyes open once more.

   Some of his sperm had landed on his knee, my fingers scooped it up, and
as he watched, I put my fingers in my mouth, and licked them clean.

   I got to my feet, and without a word walked out of the door, back to my
bedroom.

   I was laying on my bed feeling very proud of my self, in the space of
fifteen minutes, I had masturbated my dads penis and tasted his sperm, but
I had to admit he didn't protest as much as I thought he would.

   A few minutes later dad was stood at the door, he pushed it open and
walked in, sitting on my bed he looked at me, "we shouldn't have done that
Kimmy, we could, or rather I could get in a whole lot of trouble if your
mum found out." "She won't find out, it's our secret, but I think you
wanted me to do it, I certainly did." "That doesn't make any difference, I
shouldn't have allowed you to touch me, I don't have an excuse, the things
you were saying got me aroused, and I put my self in the place of that
boy." "You mean you want to lick my smooth pussy too?" "No that's not what
I mean at all, it was just a fantasy, that's all."

   I shifted my legs giving him an unhindered view of my little girl slit
again.  Once again he was looking at me, "I could go to prison for what I'm
thinking Kimmy." "Why?  You are my father; you have seen me like this many
times." "Not since you were a baby, when I used to wash you, now they would
call it incest, sex between family members, and that's a long prison
sentence."

   My eyes began to fill with tears, "I don't want you to go to prison
daddy, I love you." "Well that's what would happen if anyone found out."

   I was crying more now, tears rolling down my cheeks."

   "Don't cry Kimmy, as long as it's our secret then I will be ok, as long
as we don't do it again, ok?" I nodded, still with tears in my eyes.  He
moved up toward me and wiped a tear from my cheek, "please don't cry Kimmy,
it wasn't your fault it was mine, I know at your age you must get curious
about men."

   I nodded again, wiping my eyes, "but I love you very much daddy." His
arms were round me holding me tight, I looked up at him with tear filled
eyes, he looked at me.  My lips moved toward his and I kissed him, he moved
back and once again looked down at me.  Now he bent toward me, and this
time he kissed me, my arms went round his neck, and I held him tight to my
chest.

   I felt his finger tips on my back exploring my skin, still my lips clung
to his, his hands moved round to my waist, we broke apart, him looking down
at me.  I could see the lust in his eyes, my tears miraculously stopped. 
His hands moved to the hem of my t-shirt and he slowly lifted it off my
body, I was now naked.  I watched as he dipped his head and began sucking
my erect nipples into his mouth, my hand moving under his dressing gown, I
took his rod of steel in my hands, already I could felt the dampness as his
precum oozed from his foreskin.

   I lay back; he traced a path from my nipples down my stomach until his
mouth found my smooth pubic mound.  He stopped briefly and looked up at me
looking for a sign that I may stop him; it would be my last chance to put a
halt to it.  I closed my eyes, and my hands touched his hair, pushing his
head further down my body to my honey pot.  thinking to myself "go for it
daddy."

   I had already opened up for him, my little pussy telling him it was ok
for him to continue, immediately I felt his mouth engulfing my lips,
probing my insides with his tongue.  My hands had moved to my erect
nipples, pinching them gently as he sucked my lips into his mouth, it felt
like a bolt of electricity had been passed through my body when my first
orgasm hit me, opening even wider for my father, his fingers entered me. 
He continued for several moments,finger fucking me, my body continually
responding to his touch.

   He looked up once more to meet my gaze, his mouth and chin covered in my
fluids; he discarded the dressing gown, now I could see his large penis for
the first time.  He knelt between my legs, watching for a sign from me to
stop, there wasn't one.  I felt the tip of his shaft on my engorged lips as
he began to push forward.  "This may hurt Kimmy." Thinking I was probably a
virgin and he was my first.  "No it won't daddy." I answered, and once
again he pushed forward, I was so wet down there, he felt no resistance and
he slid easily into me.

   I arched my back to meet his thrusts as another orgasm hit me, he was
breathing heavily, and with one thrust he was in me fully, pumping his hot
seed far into my body.  This is what I had waited for over a year, my daddy
to make love to me, and for the first time I realised I had made love, just
as Ellie had told me, "It was far better to make love."

   He lay be side catching his breath, "I've waited so long for you to love
me daddy, I love you very much, please can we make love again?" "I don't
know Kim, I don't think we should." "I hope we do daddy, it was the best
feeling I have ever had, and I must have more, I want you to make love to
me." He leaned over and kissed me, "you had better shower angel, your mum
will be back soon, and if she catches us, God knows what will happen."

   I climbed off the bed, and watched as he put his dressing gown on, then
made my way to the bathroom, at last it had happened, I had felt the same
feeling my mother had for all those years, and I knew then I would have to
make love to him again, and again and again.

   Has I lay in the bath I heard mum call out.  "Can you give me a hand
with the shopping love?" I heard my dad go down the stairs; he could only
have dressed just in time.  "Where's Kim Dan?" "In the bath soaking." Well
that was true, I was soaking before I even got in the bath.

   "I've got those shoes she tried on yesterday, they had been reduced."

   I heard mumbled voices in the kitchen as mum put the shopping away.

   Daddy and I only managed to be alone once more before the school
holidays, and the way he looked and the things he did to me I knew he was
hooked and would always want me, and I would always want him.

   Sitting at breakfast one morning, mum told me that in two weeks we were
having double glazing fitted, they had taken a loan out to have the work
done.  As mum and dad worked I would have to be the one to let them in, mum
would be home to see them out.  This of course meant getting up early,
something I didn't relish, but she had said it would only be for two weeks
until the work was completed.

   I was still in bed the first morning they arrived, woken suddenly by a
ring on the bell, followed by loud banging on the door.  I looked out the
window and saw there van, I jumped out of bed, only wearing my t-shirt as
usual, and my pale blue knickers.

   I opened the door, and old guy in his fifties looked me up and down and
joked, "did we wake you miss?" I didn't answer.  "I'm Brad and this is
Jeff." Pointing at his mate stood behind him.  Jeff was in his early
twenties I should think, and to my surprise, black.  He too looked me up
and down, but didn't say anything.

   I showed them through and made them a coffee then went back to bed.  I
couldn't sleep for the noise they were making, so I watched the music
channel.

   The following day was much the same, as was the third day.

   The fourth day, again I let them in and made them a coffee, thinking I
could go back to bed.

   While I was waiting for the kettle, Brad asked me, "don't you ever wear
clothes; every time you answer the door you are half naked." I looked down,
I had my t-shirt and knickers on, hardly half naked I thought.  "Why don't
you like looking at me?" "I would if you were older, say twenty something,
but not your age what are you ten, eleven?" "I'm eleven, don't you like
looking a young flesh then?" "Not eleven, far too young, I have grand
daughters your age." "So you have seen young flesh before then, does it
turn you on?"

   This was a good game, I was enjoying this.

   "Certainly not." "So I don't turn you on?" I had turned to face him, I
looked at Jeff he was waiting for Brads answer as much as I was.  "No you
don't, although it's not to say you don't have a good body for eleven." "So
if an eleven year old girl was to approach, you wouldn't be interested?"
"Not at, not in the slightest."

   I turned and poured the water into the coffee cups, handed Jeff his,
then walked toward Brad with his coffee, placing it on the work top beside
where he was sitting.

   "So what if the girl made it obvious what she had in mind?" "I still
wouldn't be interested, get branded a pedo or child molester just to please
some young girls fancy, no way." My hand slipped off the work top and onto
Brad's leg, and I rubbed gently, "what if she did this though?" He sat
there, calling my bluff, "no, not interested."

   I could tell by the tone in his voice that he had been surprised with my
move, but he was still determined to call my bluff.  But as readers will
know, I don't bluff easy.  I moved my hand up till it was just below his
crotch, he watched my hand, moving to his zip I began to pull it down a
little.

   "Now this must have got you interested?"

   He looked at Jeff, I saw him wink, "no, not at all."

   So he still thought I would back off, poor Brad how wrong could he be. I
unzipped him completely, and my hand went inside his jeans, I heard Jeff
gasp, I looked at Brad.  His hand moved toward mine to stop me.

   "Getting nervous Brad?" "No young lady I know your game, tease me up to
a point then stop,if I did respond you would run a mile." "Oh you think I'm
a tease then?" Looking at Jeff, realising I may have won the argument; he
answered "yes you are, now zip me back up, then we can have a good laugh
about this, and we can begin work."

   My hand was now reaching inside his jeans, and I touched his penis, as I
thought, it was erect.  "I think you are very interested Brad." "Ok
Kimberly you have had your fun and proved your point now stop please."

   He called me Kimberly, like my dad, stamping his authority on the
subject, but Brad wasn't my dad, had he been my dad I would have been bent
across the stool with my panties around my ankles.

   I bent down, at the same moment pulled his rod from his trousers, and
popped it into my mouth.  The last I can remember Brad saying was, "now
stop that." Then all I heard from his lips was groans and sighs, until I
heard a sharp intake of breath which summoned the beginning of his orgasm.

   I sucked until he spurted, swallowing all I could, I stood up, his cream
dripping from my chin.  "Tease hey Brad?  Run a mile if you responded Brad?
I don't think so, and you ARE interested in eleven year old girls, I bet
when you see your grand daughters next, you will look at them in a
different light now."

   I looked at Jeff, still cum on my chin, "are you interested in little
girls Jeff?" "Fucking right I am, I love little eleven year old girls,
especially if their name is Kimberly." I laughed, "Well maybe it will be
your turn tomorrow Jeff, who knows," turning to Brad, "finish your coffee
Brad breaks over, work to be done."

   I walked out the room, leaving the pair gob smacked.  I never tease, I
thought to myself as I ran the water for the bath, after first brushing my
teeth.

   The next day, I let them in and made them a coffee.  "Brad?  Have you
ever seen an eleven year old pussy?" "Ok Kimberly you made your point
yesterday, let's not go there again." "Jeff have you?" He shook his head
violently, "would you like too?" Now he was nodding violently.

   I walked over to Jeff and placed on leg on the kitchen chair and pulled
my gusset to one side.  His eyes were on stalks as he started at my young
smooth slit, the labia just poking out in view.  "My god." That's all he
said.  His mouth went to my pussy, and I watched Brad as Jeff expertly
licked and sucked my little love tunnel.  I put my leg down on the floor,
Jeff looked disappointed, I looked down at him and walked to the stool next
to Brad, bending over I waved my fingers at Jeff to come to me.

   His hands were roaming over my tight little arse, kneeling he was
licking my cunnie again.  I started to respond, closing my eyes, pushing my
arse back on to Jeff's face.  Jeff stood, undid his belt, his zip, and his
jeans fell to the ground.  I felt his large black cock at my entrance, and
heard Brad tell him, "No Jeff don't do that you will be in heap of trouble
if she tells someone."

   Jeff wasn't listening, his penis did the thinking, and with one push he
was buried inside me.  He had to be the biggest I had experienced, for as
soon as he began moving, I was on a high, breathing heavily, and sighing
with the pleasure I was receiving from this young black stud.

   How many times I came I don't know, but with one hard thrust and a
shout, Jeff was buried deep inside me, his balls banging on my arse as he
released his seed into my love tunnel.  I feel forward on the stool gasping
for air, Jeff had withdrawn, immediately I felt Brads cock replace Jeff's,
and once again I saw stars as I was taken over the top once more.  Brad
didn't last long, at least not a long as Jeff, and very soon he wrapped his
arms around my waist as his seed burst from his penis, filling me once
more.

   I was shaking with excitement having two cocks one after the other, and
it took a while to recover.  I pulled up my panties and sat on the stool
once more, as the two men who had taken me waited for my next move, there
wasn't going to be one, my next move would be to the shower.

   As I looked at them both, I noticed their eyes were drawn between my
legs once more.  Looking down in that direction, I saw a large damp patch
created from the huge amount of cum my pussy had to deal with.

   I got off the stool, and without a word passing my lips went to the bath
room.  I lay in the bath for an hour reliving the short but enjoyable
experience I had, I could hear the sound of drilling and whistling as they
worked.

   At least they weren't like me, knackered.  I was wondering if I had
taken on more then I could manage, after all I was only eleven.

   That was the last time I gave my self to them, all though I knew they
expected more, but nothing more was said about the incident and the work
was completed on time.

   On the last day when they had gone, I went down stairs, on the kitchen
work top was an envelope addressed to me.

   I opened it and pulled out twenty five pounds, with a short note.

   "Thank you Kimberly for opening my eyes to the delights of young flesh.
Brad."

   There was a second note from Jeff, "any time you want black, call me."
At the bottom of the note was Jeff's mobile number.



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