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Subject: {ASSM} Apocalypse: Chapter 4 {M/g, pedo, sex}
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Date: Wed, 23 May 2007 08:10:03 -0400
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	This is a work of erotic fiction.  The premise is as follows.  In the 
near future the world experiences economic collapse, wars, and mass 
human population die-off.  The leaders of the United States who survive 
propose a radical solution.  Allow adult men to have sex with girls to 
maintain order and repopulate the country.
	The attitudes and actions expressed in this story do not in any way 
reflect the author's opinions on women.  The author is against sexual 
exploitation of all children.  He supports erotic fiction involving 
children.  No children are hurt or exploited by mere words.
	Please visit http://documents.espana2000.com/ for more information.

	This is the continuation of a multi-part story.  I ask you read the 
Prelude at an absolute minimum and suggest reading previous chapters.
	http://groups.google.com/group/alt.sex.stories.moderated/msg/bc3fd3d2bc509421


	"Have I lost my mind?", thought Tom as he held the naked girl against 
him.  The very thing he was doing, just ten years ago would've earned 
him a long prison sentence.  But today, it was encouraged.
	"Did I adopt her to get her out of the orphanage?  To benefit society 
with more babies?  Or just to fuck her?".  He admitted to himself it was 
all three.
	He didn't remember doing it, but he had moved his hand between her legs 
and was touching her from behind.  "She feels so small."  He could feel 
she was getting wet.

	Karen felt like she was in a whirlwind.  She hated the orphanage and 
was so jealous of other girls who were adopted.  But is this what she 
wanted?  She loved the feeling of being held.  She loved the smell of 
her adoptive father.  But she was naked!
	"I can't believe he had me look at my privates in the mirror!", she 
thought to herself.
	She jumped ever so slightly and asked herself, "What is he doing?" as 
he ran his fingers across her private parts.
	She felt wetness.  She had felt it before.  Sometimes as she was 
falling asleep and her hand or pillow was positioned just right.  It was 
sort of like her period.  But not quite.  She took a deep breath and 
relaxed.  She had to admit to herself she was rather enjoying the 
experience.

	Tom positioned himself so that he was rubbing her daughter from the 
front and not from behind.  She clumsily grabbed at his cock.  She 
quickly pulled her hand away, then slowly reached again.
	"You can touch me.  You can stroke me."
	Karen heard Tom's words, but it was like she was on another planet. 
She felt Tom rubbing her.  It did feel good.  She smiled.  She tightened 
her grip on Tom and let her hand run up and down.  She felt a little 
fluid come out of Tom.  Pee?  No.  Did men get wet like women did?
	Her thought was interrupted by an orgasm.  A full, deep, breathtaking 
orgasm.  She had never experienced one before.  She, at that moment, 
understood why her father wanted her.
	Tom felt his daughter quaking.  She bent slightly at the waist, almost 
as if she had taken a punch to the gut.  But it was the pleasure of an 
orgasm.  He stroked more feeling her quaking again and again.  She then 
squirmed a little from Tom's hand.  He knew she had had enough.  He 
rolled her onto her back and got on top of her.  He didn't penetrate 
her.  He just stared into her beautiful eyes.
	"Did you enjoy that?"
	She dug her nails into her father's arms.
	"Yes."
	"Have you had an orgasm before?"
	She had never heard that term, but somehow it described it perfectly.
	"No."
	Tom pulled his body up so his dick was right at the mouth of her cunt. 
  The hymen covered opening to her vagina.  Karen gasped at the 
sensation.  He reached down and guided himself in.  Only his head was 
inside her when she yelped.
	"Daddy.  That hurts so much!"
	She was digging her nails into his shoulders, but it wasn't out of 
passion.  He counted on his.  The tearing of the hymen did hurt.  He 
couldn't imagine it hurting all that much.  But it was a sensitive area.
	"Shhhhhhhh", he said stroking her hair.  "It'll only hurt for a few 
seconds.  This is common the first time."  He looked at her face.  Tears 
had welled up and she was frowning.
	Tom felt like a total ass.  Part of him wanted to pull out and 
apologize.  But he knew if he did she would never agree to sex again. 
He was so horny.  So turned on.  If he quit now he'd probably punch a 
hole through the wall or worse.
	"Take some deep breaths sweetheart, take some deep breaths."
	She gasped a couple of times.  Tom tried to time further penetration 
into her.  He was almost all the way.  He wondered for a moment if he'd 
"bottom out", his head slamming into her cervix.  He wasn't as large as 
some porn stars were reputed to be, but he had never been accusing of 
having a small dick.  He eased in the rest of the way.  He didn't hit 
bottom.  He slowly started a rhythm.  His daughter was following it.
	"Are you okay?"
	"I'm fine daddy, I'm sorry."
	"Shhhh, not, don't apologize, I never want to hurt you."
	"I know.  I love you daddy."
	"I love you.  God I love you!"
	With that he came with such force he was certain he would be projected 
out of her and across the room.  But there were no rocket launches 
today.  Just a father and daughter basking in post-coital glow.

	

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