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Daddy's little baby doll (mf, inc)
Authors name: Eros
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We lived in a very small three bedroom, two
story house. My parents occupied the bedroom down-
stairs, my brothers shared the one bedroom upstairs,
and I, being the only girl, had the other bedroom up-
stairs. We heated with fuel oil, and when it was bitter
cold, my parents shut off the upstairs and moved our
beds down into their bedrooms. We had bunk beds. My
oldest brother had the bottom bunk to himself and my
youngest brother and I had to share the top bunk.
I was about ten years old at the time. I'd
started through puberty early. My periods had started
and I already had pretty large breasts. This particular
evening my parents had thought we were all fast asleep,
but I wasn't. I was sleeping on the outside of the top
bunk just at the foot end of my parents bed. I started
hearing this creaking sound and then this clicking
sound. I had no idea what it was, so I peeked just
through slitted eye lids. My dad was on top of my
mother, her legs were raised high in the air. His
movement grew faster and faster and soon he rolled off
her. I got this butterfly feeling in my stomach. I
didn't know what was going on but my private parts
felt funny. I'd felt that quivery feeling before when
we'd been driving and my dad went fast over hills. I
finally went to sleep and forgot about it.
A few weeks passed and mom had to go away for
the day. My brother's were at friends. Dad worked
nights and wasn't up yet and I had been watching
television in my pajamas.
I heard the stirring of my dad. I barely ever
got to see him so I ran into the bed room and jumped
on the bed. "Are you gonna get up now daddy," I'd
asked. "Pretty soon baby doll." He peered at me
through tired eyes and suddenly realized I didn't have
my slippers or housecoat on. I'd been prone to terrible
bouts of bronchitis so he said, "Why don't you slide in
here and get warm." I happily slid under the covers. It
was really warm from his body heat. I snuggled up to
my daddy. He was trying to drift back to sleep. "Just
give daddy 15 more minutes, okay baby doll?" he asked.
"Ok daddy." I lay snuggled with my back to him
as he drifted off to sleep.
I guess I'd drifted off too, because the next
thing I remember is being stirred awake when his hand
lightly began squeezing my breasts. My leg slid
against the lower part of his body and I felt something
hard. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he slid his
hand down to my slit. His finger just barely went in-
side. Butterflies were coming in my stomach, and he
slowly rolled me onto my back. He kissed my nose
lightly and winked his wink at me and said, "How's
daddy's baby doll?"
"I'm good daddy." I'd replied.
"Oh, baby doll you sure are. Do you love daddy?"
I giggled, "Yes, daddy you know I love you!"
"Then, baby doll let's not ever tell anyone how
much we love each other or the fun we have together,
because if we do...they'll want to take it away from
us."
"Oh, daddy, I'll never tell, ever."
He took my hand and placed it around his harden
shaft. It was warm and hard. It kind of scared me at
first, and I wanted to pull away when he said. "Like
this baby doll." and he took my hand and stroked it in
his up and down. Nice and slow. It felt good. I could
feel little ridges. Daddy sighed, "Oh, yeah baby doll,
just like that."
"Do you like this daddy?" I'd asked seeking ap-
proval.
"Oh, god yes." he said.
"Daddy, can I look at it?" I asked in a curious
voice.
"Yes, come here." He threw the covers back and
turned on his back. His hard shaft stood erect in the
air.
"Wow," I sighed, "it's so big."
"Mmmm...yes..."
My hands stroked him for quite some time when he
pulled me onto his chest and sat me on his tummy. Both
of his hands were kneading my breasts. My nipples were
hard and aching. He pulled me down to his mouth and
again sucking first my left, while pinching my right,
then my right. I began getting really wet between my
legs. Daddy felt it on his stomach.
He laid me gently on the bed and got on his
knees between my legs. He opened my pink pussy and ran
the head of his cock up and down my slit. It tickled
and I quivered. "Oh, daddy," I moaned. He slowly put
the head of his cock at the entrance to my hole. He
would slowly put the head in a little ways, then back
out. In and then back out again. I heard that clicking
sound I heard that night when he was on top of mom.
Suddenly he grabbed my hips and pulled me on to him.
I felt a sharp, burning pain, but it felt good. His
thrusting became more urgent as he leaned down and
kissed me on my lips, inserting his tongue in my mouth.
My legs wrapped as far around him as they could, as his
mouth took one of my nipples and again sucking. He went
faster and faster. Suddenly he said, "Oh, god baby
doll, daddy's cumming." I felt this warm wet liquid
spurt deep inside of me, then another thrust, again
and again.
Daddy rolled off of me and laid on the bed,
pulling me into his arms. We laid there together for a
few minutes when daddy ran his hand again down between
my legs and stuck his finger into my hole. He showed
his finger to me and there was blood on it and it
scared me. He said, "Don't be scared baby doll.
There's only blood because you and daddy have only
loved once. It won't happen the next time."
He got up and drew a nice hot bath for me. That
night when I went to bed in my bed at the end of
theirs, I felt the quivering inside of me and wished
that daddy and I could love again.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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