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Anne-Marie - 2
by amm_1989 (address withheld)

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Anne-Marie's adventures continue as the boundaries 
between father and lover melt away. (Mg, ped, reluc, 
exh)

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PART 2

Things were really weird after that night. Dad and I 
barely spoke to each other, and then only when we 
really had to. As a matter of fact, he hardly even 
looked at me. When he did, and he saw that I caught him 
looking, he quickly looked away. 

I was still really freaked out about what had happened. 
Maybe you're thinking that since I had been looking at 
his X-rated pics and fantasizing about getting with 
him, let me tell you it's VERY different when something 
like that really does happen. All in an instant, your 
whole life changes and you know there's no going back.

I am sure Dad was avoiding me because he was feeling 
way guilty about it, and was maybe just hoping the 
whole thing would just go away. I was feeling pretty 
damned guilty myself. The more I thought about it, the 
more convinced I was that Dad would never have forced 
himself on me if I had never seen his pics, or had not 
kept looking at them... .and using them to get myself 
off. I became more and surer with every day of silence 
and awkwardness that I had ruined our great 
relationship.

There was another problem... I couldn't forget about 
how good he made me feel, and the thrill of my first 
sexual experience. He wasn't clumsy or selfish, and he 
certainly wasn't going to tell the other kids at school 
like some boy would have. His strong, experienced hands 
and mouth knew exactly what they were doing, and the 
orgasm I had with him was so much more powerful than 
the ones I had given myself. My thoughts kept drifting 
back to his hands on my body, his lips on mine, his 
head between my legs... is cock in my mouth. The 
flashbacks kept coming and in fact were getting 
stronger as I went days and days with no masturbation. 
I had been so used to playing with myself almost every 
day that even a few days without was agonizing.

So if I didn't say much to Dad, I said nothing to 
anybody else either. Since I was sure it was all my 
fault and Dad had scared me some but not hurt me, I 
figured nobody needed to know. I guess that was my 
second mistake. Maybe if I had told somebody about the 
incident, I wouldn't be the whore that I am now. I just 
couldn't do it. It was embarrassing, it was 
humiliating, I didn't want to get Dad in trouble and... 
I knew deep in my heart that it was, after all, 
something I wanted.

I guess the fact that I didn't tell on him kind of 
empowered Dad. After a few days I noticed he wasn't 
looking away as I caught his eye, he wasn't keeping so 
much distance between our bodies. After about a week, 
he started becoming a bit more bold... smiling at me 
and winking when our eyes met, brushing up against me 
when we passed, wearing only his boxers around the 
house. One night as he was in the shower and I was 
watching TV, he called out to me.

"Hey Anne-Marie, there aren't any towels in here... can 
you bring me one from the laundry room please?" I had 
just taken a shower before school that day and knew 
there were more towels in the closet, so I yelled back, 
"There are some more in the closet!"

He was silent for a moment, then "No, they're all 
gone... just bring me one, OK?" A bit irritated, I got 
up, went to the laundry room and grabbed a fresh towel 
out of the dryer, and walked to the bathroom with it. I 
knocked on the door and told Dad I had one and was 
going to leave it hanging on the doorknob outside the 
bathroom. He said, "I'm still in the shower and there's 
soap in my eyes, can you bring it in here please?"

I was a little leery before, and now I was sure of 
it... Dad wanted me to come in and see him naked. I 
stood there with that stupid towel in my hand, not sure 
what to do, confused, knees shaking. Almost without my 
noticing, I reached out and turned the handle and 
opened the door. It was almost like watching a movie, 
like I had no control over my body. I went in.

There was steam everywhere, and the water still running 
in the stall. I took the couple steps to the shower and 
managed to whisper through my suddenly dry mouth, "I 
got it."

Dad was quiet for a split second, then said, "Could you 
hand it to me, please?" I slowly, slowly, reached out 
and slid the curtain over. Through the mist I saw my 
Dad naked and wet, water beaded up on his shaved head 
and body, running his hand through his thick goatee and 
over his hairy chest and belly, his hand going lower to 
cup his big full balls and cock. I just stood there 
looking for what seemed like an eternity but was 
probably like a few seconds when he said, "Hey baby, 
can you wash my back for me?" He opened his eyes and 
looked at me with an expression on his face kind of 
like what I had seen on a tiger's face on nature 
shows... .hungry and wild.

I know that dads aren't supposed to act this way. I 
know that dads shouldn't use their kids for sex. I knew 
what he did was wrong and he I knew that if I had told 
anybody what he had done to me that first time, it all 
would have ended there; but I also knew that I didn't 
have to stay in there, put the towel down, strip out of 
my clothes and get in with him.

I stepped into the shower, got under the stream of hot 
water, and closed my eyes. Oh god, what the hell was I 
doing?!? 

Then I felt his arms go around me, pulling me in close 
to him, his furry body against my smooth skin, his lips 
meeting mine, his cock pressing against my tummy and 
swelling up, getting hard. His tongue slid out of his 
and into my mouth, a small whimper coming from me as he 
started kissing me deeply and his hands running all 
over my body. Down to my ass, squeezing gently, up and 
around to my small boobs, his thumbs rubbing my 
stiffening nipples. Staying there for a while, rubbing 
and pinching softly, then his right hand sliding down 
between my legs to slowly massage my pussy and 
clitoris. 

I gasped as his thick finger, wet from the hot water, 
slide into my pussy. I had been putting my own finger 
inside myself for a while now, and sometimes a slim 
candle, but Dad is a big guy... big and bulky from his 
days as a power-lifter and now with a bit of a belly, 
like a big gruff bear. His finger was a tight fit in my 
virgin hole. It hadn't seemed this large the other 
night, but then everything happened so fast. There was 
nothing fast about this, he was taking his time and I 
had lots of time to back out if I wanted to. I didn't.

I felt my knees start to shake and give way, but Dad 
put his other hand under my butt and hold me up as his 
finger kept sliding in and out of me. I felt a twinge 
of pain and knew that he had hit my hymen, then he 
shortened up his strokes a bit. His mouth left mine and 
he growled into my ear, "Oh yeah Anne-Marie, you're so 
god-damned sexy. I've been thinking about you all week, 
thinking about that tight young body of yours. I'm so 
glad you came in here with me. God, I need you so bad!"

With that, he pulled away, and turned me around. 
Without pulling his finger out of me, he bent me over 
by putting his left hand on my back and pushing down 
while using his fuck finger to pull my butt up against 
him. I could feel his hard cock sliding back and forth 
on top of my ass, his balls bumping into my butt 
cheeks. He kept rubbing his cock back and forth on me 
as his finger fucked my pussy, now moving faster and 
faster. Just barely audible over the sound of the 
shower was, "Oh hell yeah, you hot little bitch - sexy 
little baby wants her Daddy's cock."

Hearing that sent me over the edge. I was feeling 
pretty good from what Dad was doing up until then, but 
hearing him say those sick twisted words made me cum 
almost instantly, and HARD. I cried out in ecstasy as 
the orgasm hit me, this time even more intense than the 
first time with him. It was so strong I didn't notice 
him bending his knees and lowering himself, almost 
didn't feel the head of his cock probing the opening of 
my pussy, didn't care that my own father was pushing 
his cock into my cunt while still rubbing my clit. I 
sure as hell noticed when he pulled out a little, 
grabbed my hips with both hands, and rammed his cock 
all the way inside.

I screamed as his thick tool tore through my hymen, 
cherry gone just like that. It hurt so much, it 
burned... and I didn't really get a chance to catch my 
breath. Still coming down off the rush of my orgasm, I 
had to put my hands up against the wall as Dad started 
to pound away at me, hard and fast, his huge balls 
slapping my ass and his cock stretching my hole more 
than I thought possible. My initial scream turned into 
load moans and whimpers, my breathing fast and labored. 

As Dad fucked me, the painful burning sensation of my 
lost hymen was slowly replaced with a kind of numbness 
and it became easier to take him. Shortly after that 
his thrusting cock started to feel pretty good inside 
me, and when he yelled out "I'm coming!" another orgasm 
hit me, this time no doubt about it being the most 
intense, pleasurable, addictive sensation I had ever 
experienced. I heard a strange voice cry out in what 
seemed like pain and it took me a second to realize it 
was mine, shouting out "Fuck me, Daddy!!" 

His hip thrusts shortened up a moment, then sped up and 
deepened as he groaned, "Here it comes, take it baby, 
take Daddy's cum!" He slowed down and slid his cock out 
of my body. He just kept muttering, "Oh god, oh god!" 
over and over. The experience had left me weak as a 
kitten and my shaking legs wouldn't hold me up anymore, 
but Dad caught me. He picked me up in his arms, carried 
me to my bed, gently put me down and said, "Don't worry 
about your bed getting all wet baby... you'll be 
sleeping in my bed tonight." 

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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.
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