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   Daddy and Me, chapter 3

   By Marybeth

   "No!" mom said sternly, waking me from my sound sleep.  "I'm too tired."

   "You're always too tired to make love to me anymore." Daddy responded
with disgust.

   "Well, we all have to make sacrifices now that I've gone back to work."
she replied.

   I peered through slitted eye lids.  Mom's back was turned to me and
daddy laid on his back, the covers thrown off to the side.  He was naked
and his cock was hard and erect.

   I leaned up on one elbow and Dad looked up at me.  He made the gesture
for me to shhh.  I laid there for a little while then decided I really
needed to go to the bathroom.  I quietly climbed down from my bunk and tip
toed past Mom sleeping soundly.

   Daddy was standing in the bathroom door as I turned to exit.  He slipped
quietly inside and shut the door behind him.  As he sat on the edge of the
tub, he whispered, "Will you love Daddy tonight?" I smiled as I stood
between his legs and wrapped my arms around his neck.  He held me tight as
he nuzzled and kissed my neck.  "Please love me baby doll," he cried.

   "Oh Daddy." I replied feeling sad because I knew he felt bad.

   He lifted me onto his legs.  My arms still secure around his neck.  He
reached down and stroked his cock up and down my slit.  "Oh daddy, I love
that.  It feels so good," I told him.

   "I'm glad.  I want you to feel good, because you make me feel
wonderful."

   "Fuck me Daddy." I said with an urgent need in my voice.  He grabbed my
hips and started pushing deeper.  I rode up and down.  It was so tight I
could feel the ridge of his cock as he just barely left the eo my hole and
back in.  He sucked urgently on my tender nipples.  I moaned from the
pleasure of the pain.  "Your titties are getting really big baby," he
commented.

   "I know.  Mom said I'm probably going to be bigger than her.  I hope
not.

   "Darling," daddy said, "titties drive men crazy.  Be happy you have
them."

   I smiled and said, "okay," as he kissed me hard and passionately.

   He fucked me for a long time in and out.  Pushing harder and deeper and
I was enjoying every minute of pleasing my daddy.  I was so wet, and the
sound that our juices made turned me on even more.  "Oh, daddy, I love that
sound, do you." He moaned and shuttered, and I knew the answer was yes.

   We had been going at it for quite awhile when I said "daddy, I have to
pee, my tummy hurts." He slowly lifted me down.  I sat there looking at
daddy's cock, and I must have had a strange expression on ly face cause
daddy asked me what was wrong.  "There's blood on your cock." He looked
down and saw that there was indeed blood all over his cock.  As I finished
and stood up, the water in the stool was cherry red with blood too.

   "What's happening daddy.  It doesn't hurt when you love me anymore like
it did the last time."

   "Marybeth, I think you have started your periods.  Don't be scared. 
Tell your mother about it in the morning," he said.

   "Mom told me it was about time for me to start that." I replied.  "I
don't want to have periods.  It's gross."

   "Sure you do.  You want to be a mommy some day don't you?" he asked. 
Then you have to have periods if you ever want to give the man you love a
baby."

   "I know all that daddy.  Mom explained it to me."

   He pulled me back into his arms and kissed my forehead.  "My little
girls growing up."

   "Love me some more daddy," I begged.

   "Maybe we should stop for tonight since you don't feel well." he
responded.

   "No, I feel fine." I assured him.

   I got down on my knees in front of him and started stroking his now limp
cock.  "Ooh, you do that so good," he moaned.  It started getting harder
again.  He massaged my breasts, squeezing them and pushing them together.
He pulled my body up to his shaft and wrapped my breasts around his penis.
After several thrusts his thick, white cum sprayed out of the tip of his
cock into my face, down my breasts.  Each spasm produced more and more cum
until I felt his cock relaxing.

   "Did you like that daddy?" I asked curiously.  I didn't see the point in
it, but if it made daddy feel good I liked it too.

   "Yes I loved it," he replied as he wet a wash cloth and wiped my face
and chest.

   I returned back to my lofty perch on the bunk and layed there until I
saw daddy return to bed.  Mom was sound asleep and daddy walked over and
gave me a peck on the cheek.  "Sleep tight precious," he said as he smiled
and winked at me before turning around and crawling back in bed.

   The next morning when I woke up my stomach hurt really bad.  My breasts
hurt and felt hot.  I told mom there was blood in my underwear.  She ran a
hot bath for me and it helped the ache in my stomach.  She layed out the
necessary femine hygiene supplies, and told me again like she had dont
before, that this was going to happen every month.  I was a woman now.

   There was only two more days of school left before Christmas break so
she said I could stay home.  She made a cozy bed for me on the couch and
admonished me to rest.  She had to go to work, but she said she would check
in on me several tims through out the day.

   My cousins from the city were going to be coming for the hokidays.  I
always looked forward to it.  I envied them for all the advantages they had
living in the city.  There was nothing to do in a small country town.

   My cousin Rick is the age of my oldest brother Chuck.  I had a real
crush on him.  I think he liked me too because he always wanted me to show
him my boobs.  I wondered what he was going to think of them now.

   The days passed, my cousins arrived, and we all gathered out at
grandma's and grandpa's in the country.  The five mile drive was treturous.
We had had an ice storm that night.  All the trees were incased in a
protective layer of crystal clear ice.  It was beautiful.

   Grandma and granpa always had a big, beautiful Christmas tree loaded
with lots of ornaments, big, bright lights, and tons of silver ice cycles.

   My uncle was a truck driver, and he always had a beer in his hands. 
Whenever we got together he always wanted to hold me on his lap.  I never
let him before because I was shy, but all the chairs were taken and there
was no where for me to sit down.  He stuttered, "Come over here and sit on
Uncle Bob's lap sweethear." I made my way over to him and he sat me on his
leg, his right hand cupped under my breast.  I felt my face flush.  He
started bouncing me up and down on his leg.  A tingling feeling started
between my legs.  I began not to like what I was feeling and I looked at my
dad who seemed to sense it.  Dad finally spoke up and said, "Why don't you
kids go play." I thought it was a wonderful idea and welcomed the chance to
escape.



























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