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Anne-Marie
by AMM_1989 (address withheld)
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A young girl's journey from childhood innocence to
adult depravity, taking others along for the ride. (Mg,
ped, nc, 1st)
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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.
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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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