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Annie's Dad - Part 1 (mf,oral,pedo)

Authors name: Aprille (Aprille77@aol.com)

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Annie's Dad Series Mf, ped, Ff, best, nc, anal, inc, true

Written by: Aprille


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Review by Wylodmayer:

This is a series near and dear to my heart, although I will admit that it
is relatively tame for this forum. Still, it has some redeeming features
that are good enough for even the most discerning pervert, which I will elucidate
here...

PERVERSITY HIGHLIGHTS

Pederasty: This story is about a girl, about twelve, who gets into a heavy
sexual relationship with her next-door friend's dad. The age of the girl
provides some tittilation, and the author does an excellent job of writing
convincingly for her character's age. I see far too many twelve year olds
who are written as though they are six, or sixty, or both alternatively,
leading us to question whether the authors of such stories have ever met
a twelve year old, or indeed been twelve themselves. This story provides
no such stumbling block to our senses; the style of the narration draws one
into the story without any incongrouities to jolt us out of the illusion
of being told a really dirty story by a young, teenage girl. If you like
young teens, this is the part of the story that will appeal to you most.

Semi-NC: There really aren't any moments where the girl is tied up, or blackmailed,
or threatened, or anything like that, which probably makes it far more romantic
than most of the stories here. However, the astute reader will recognize
a streak of insensitivity and domination in the way that the older male character
is written. There is an unacknowledged sense that the "father" character
is using Aprille, and really cares far more about his perverse incest projections
than about his young lover. Those who are familiar with the psychology of
child abusers may recognize some of the characteristic narcissism in Bob's
protrayal. Given that she is portrayed as believing that theirs is a great
romance, the undercurrent of Bob's callousness is kind of tittilating to
those who are interested in a more subtle, sophisticated take on the whole
"nc" concept. It's not quite as satisfying because Bob never really goes
quite far enough to make it really nc (although he comes really close once),
but those who read the whole series in one take may notice that his behavior
gets progressively more controlling and possessive over the course of the
stories, suggesting a possible continuation of the pattern into more extreme
territory never directly addressed in the tales themselves.

Bestiality: The most "perverse" of the elements of the story, and still handled
in a relatively tame way. Fairly early in the story arc, Aprille is convinced
by Bob, while having phone sex with him, to let the family dog go down on
her. This leads, eventually, to a scene later where she lets the family dog
fuck her. Now, both scenes are well written, though to be honest the former
pays more attention to the dog-girl interaction and is, for that reason,
more erotic to me. But the scenes, apart from being well written, intrigued
me if only because they represent a more believable, low-key departure from
the usual girl-with-monstrous Great Dane couplings that we tend to see (when
most authors write bestiality into the story, they just go berzerk with it,
I guess). Now, I surely like the idea of a cute young girl getting hammered
by a big mastiff, but as with most other aspects of this story, the less
"in your face" approach provided for an interesting change of pace to my
jaded tastes. Not as good or as interesting, in the end, as the *really*
intense stuff, but certainly worth looking at.

Psuedo-Incest: The story does a good job of reinforcing the fact that Bob
is really just using Aprille as a was of projecting his incestuous desires
for his own daughter, without every having to hammer the point or even directly
address it. In a way, this is almost more perverted than him just sticking
it to his daughter in the first place. Well, okay, so it's not, but - as
with so much else - this story makes great use of what is *not* said and
done, to allow our minds free play in the empty spaces and implications.

True(?): The last perversity highlight of this story is that it may - just
may - be true, or at least based on true events. Some elements of the story,
particularly Bob's behavior, is so well written and so consistent with the
manner of behavior of men like Bob that I have to believe that the author
is either relating embellished versions of something that really happened
to her, or is extremely familiar with men of that nature. Either way, it
suggests a meta-element to the story that provides some sick thrills of its
very own.

CONCLUSION: Read it because it's well read, and it's a change of pace from
the usual. Read it because it's gentler, less direct approach will let your
sick mind fill in the details on its own, rather than having everything put
in front of you. Read it because the ending to the last story is pretty goddamned
funny. Read it because it won't take long and because it will make you appreciate
the *really* hard stuff like TTT all the more.

This review has been read 8397 times.
Rating: B
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 Annie's Dad 
 by Aprille

                        First Contact
                        =============

	A friend and I were talking about our "firsts"
 and she loved my story.  So I thought I would try and
 write it out for anyone who wanted to read it.  This
 is my true story.  It's up to you whether or not you
 believe it.  It happened over 2 years, from when I was
 12 to 14 years old. I still miss my best friend's
 dad....

	First Time - Part 1:

	I lived next door to my best friend Annie.  She
 and I had known each other forever.  I don't remember
 a time that we didn't know each other.  My home wasn't
 real good.  My father was an alcoholic and he and my
 mother fought a lot, so I spent a lot of time at
 Annie's house.  She had 4 sisters and 4 brothers, so
 one more kid around didn't matter.  One secret I never
 told her was that I had a crush, not on one of her
 brothers, but on Annie's dad.  He was tall, very
 strong, darkly tanned and always had time to play with
 us.  

	My body matured and developed so quickly when I
 was growing up that I had very pale stretch marks on
 the sides of my breasts and hips.  In one year I went
 from a child's body to having a 36-24-34 woman's body.
 A lot of kids at school teased me because I looked so
 different from all the other kids.  Sometimes I would
 come home and cry in front of the mirror.  I didn't
 see a young girl with long red hair and hazel eyes who
 looked almost 6 years older than she really was.  I saw
 an ugly freak who couldn't find blouses that would stay
 buttoned in front. But I was also fascinated by all the
 new curves in my body and used to explore them every
 night when I went to bed.  I would close my eyes and
 rub my hands slowly over my body.  When my nipples got
 hard, I would pinch them and loved the way it made me
 feel between my legs.  But I would never, never touch
 myself "down there".  I went to a Catholic School and
 the nuns always warned us never to touch ourselves be-
 cause it was a very bad sin and God would punish us.
 Sounds dumb now, I know, but to a kid... nuns were very
 scary.

	Annie's family had a swimming pool.  Not a real
 big one, but I loved it.  Her dad taught us all how to
 swim.  That is kinda where it all started.....

	One day, a few months before I turned 13, we
 were in the pool, Annie, her dad and me.  He was trying
 to teach us how to swim on our backs.  Annie went first
 and learned pretty quickly (she was always better than
 me at sports).  Then her mom called her in the house to
 help with getting dinner ready for her little brothers
 and sisters, she was the oldest girl, so she had to
 help her mom a lot with the other kids.

	Annie's dad's name was Bob.  He let me call him
 that when no one else was around and I always thought
 it was really cool being able to call an adult by his
 first name.  When Annie went in the house, Bob told me
 it was my turn to learn how to swim on my back.  I went
 over to him and he said for me to lay down on my back
 in the water and he would hold me up. 

	I should tell you that my bathing suit was real-
 ly small cause it was an old one and when I laid down,
 it just barely covered my nipples.  I felt Bob's hands
 on me when I laid down in the water.  He put one hand
 under my back, with his fingers curled around me, al-
 most touching the side of my left tit.  His right hand
 was under my butt.

	As he held me up in the water, I could feel his
 fingers making their way between my legs.  My bathing
 suit bottoms were really small too and were riding up
 my ass, so his fingers were almost touching my bare
 skin.  It felt really good having his hands on me.  I
 closed my eyes and brought my legs close together so
 he couldn't pull his hand away.  He started moving his
 fingers between my legs, OH GOD ... it felt so good.
 But then Annie came running out of the house to ask if
 I could have dinner and sleep over, and Bob pulled me
 to my feet and let go of me.  

	That night, after dinner, we all stayed up late
 to watch a movie on TV.  I fell asleep on the couch in
 my nightie.  Annie had so many people who lived in her
 house that it wasn't unusual for people to just crash
 and sleep where ever they were, so she went to bed and
 left me on the couch.

	I woke up during the night feeling so hot and
 wet between my legs.  I wasn't really awake yet, so I
 didn't open my eyes.  I felt something rubbing me
 through my panties right between my legs.   Then I felt
 a hand pulling down the elastic band, easing my panties
 over my hips.  I didn't want the fingers between my
 legs to stop moving, but then I got scared cause I
 started feeling so wet down there.  

	I didn't know what was happening.  I squirmed
 around a little and made noises like I was waking up.
 I felt the hands leave me and heard someone moving
 away.  When I opened my eyes, the only person in the
 living room with me was Bob, and he was watching TV. 

	I went into the bathroom.  At first I was scared
 cause of the warnings from the nuns all those years,
 but I couldn't forget how good it felt to have his
 fingers rubbing me.  I went to Annie's room and spent
 the rest of the night there. 

	The whole week after that, I couldn't forget how
 good it felt when Bob touched me.  I caught him looking
 at me a couple of times, probably wondering if I knew
 that he had touched me while I was sleeping.  The next
 Saturday I slept over again.  But this time, I wanted
 to know what it would feel like to have him touch me
 without my panties between his fingers and me.  I
 brought over my short nightie that buttoned all the way
 down the front and took my panties off when I was in
 the bathroom brushing my teeth before we went to bed.

	Again, we watched a movie, but this time I pre-
 tended to fall asleep on the couch.  I heard everyone
 go to bed when the movie was over, but I knew Bob was
 still there because no one turned the TV off.  I rolled
 onto my back and bent my left leg a little so it rested
 against the back of the couch and slightly spread my
 legs.

	I opened my eyes just barely enough to see him.
 The room was dark except for the light from the TV. He
 sat on the floor next to the couch and looked at my
 face to see if I was sleeping.  I kept really still
 cause I wanted to see if he would touch me again. He
 seemed to be satisfied that I was asleep.  He very
 gently reached over and started to pull the hem of my
 nightie up. I held my breath wondering if he would say
 anything when he saw I wasn't wearing panties.  

	My body had developed quickly, but I still
 didn't have a lot of pubic hair.  Only a few copper
 colored curls to match my red hair, you could still
 see my bare skin through the soft curls. I could feel
 the nightie slowly being pulled over my thighs.  When
 I felt the cool air touch my bare pussy I heard Bob
 groan "Oh God Damn". 

	I was really scared now that he would get mad
 at me for not wearing panties.  I watched his face,
 keeping my eyes closed to slits, to see if he was
 angry.  I saw him bend over and felt his hot breath
 on my pussy lips.  He softly kissed me... RIGHT THERE!!
 Between my legs... I couldn't believe it.   I didn't
 know men did that.  

	I waited for him to straighten up... I wanted
 to see his face... see if he liked kissing me there.
 But he remained bent over my pussy.  Then I felt some-
 thing warm and wet gently parting my pussy lips.

	That was when I realized that he was licking me
 with his tongue.  I couldn't help letting out a little
 moan... it felt sooooo good.

	He froze, with his tongue still in my pussy.
 When I didn't move, he probed deeper and then I
 couldn't stay still, I had to spread my legs further
 apart.  It was like a jolt of pure pleasure.  I didn't
 realize at the time that he had touched my clit.  He
 looked up at my face again to determine whether or not
 I was still sleeping.  Then I heard him unbuckling his
 belt and unzipping his pants.

	He whispered to me "Baby, are you awake?"

	I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him. 
 Fearful he would be angry because I was awake and
 scared he would stop what he was doing.

	He looked at me and said "I have wanted to kiss
 your sweet pussy for a long time.  Did you like it?"

	I whispered back, "it felt really good, will you
 do it again?"

	He smiled at me and lowered his head to my pussy
 again.

	He said he would lick me there again, but I had
 to be really quiet so we didn't wake anyone.  

	"You have to promise not to tell anyone about
 us.  If anyone finds out, I could get in a lot of
 trouble.  But I just had to taste you, you looked and
 smelled so sweet and fresh.  I kept telling myself that
 you are my daughter's friend and I should leave you
 alone.  But shit baby, you grew up so God damn fast and
 turned out to be such a beauty.  I have to have you."
 He whispered to me.

	"I promise I won't tell anyone.  But please
 touch me again."  I begged. 

	I didn't have to pretend to be asleep anymore,
 so I bent my left leg more and let my right leg drop
 over the side of the couch.  This spread my legs wide
 and separated my pussy lips.  He looked up at me and
 smiled when I did that.  

	He said, " boy, you really did like it, didn't
 you?"

	I bit my lip and nodded my head.

	He said "OK Baby, I know what you want."  Then
 he leaned over and began to lick my clit.

	IT FELT SO GOOD!!!!  I couldn't keep my hips
 still.  I started lifting them up, trying to get him
 closer to me.  The feeling just kept building inside
 of me.  I didn't know what was happening, but I knew I
 never wanted him to stop licking me.  He put one hand
 on my tummy to try and hold me still so he could tongue
 my clit faster.  He started to rub his other finger
 between my legs getting it wet with the juices coming
 from deep inside me.  He warned me again to keep quiet
 when I moaned slightly.  Then I felt him slowly push
 his finger inside my wet hole and start to gently
 finger fuck me.  It felt like I was exploding with the
 feelings he was creating.  He started groaning, "that's
 it Baby, cum for me.  Oh God Baby you taste so fucking
 good."  I felt like a white hot bomb went off deep in-
 side me and I came so hard I had to bite down on my
 hand to keep quiet.  I didn't know that I had just had
 the first orgasm of my life.  

	I looked down and saw him still gently licking
 my pussy.  I could see his tongue was covered with
 something translucent white and creamy looking.  He
 took his finger from inside me, rubbed it against my
 lips and told me to suck on it to see how good I
 tasted.

	I took his finger in my mouth and sucked and
 licked it.  It tasted warm and creamy, sweet and salty
 at the same time.  He smiled at me and told me I had
 the sweetest pussy he had ever tasted.  I moved my
 right leg slightly and it brushed up against something.
 Bob groaned and grabbed my leg.  He told me to stay
 still or he would cum all over the couch.

	"What do you mean?"  I asked.  He took my hand
 and put it on his cock.  It was the first time I had
 touched a man's cock.  I was surprised at how satiny
 soft the skin felt covering it.  It was such a contrast
 to how hard and hot it was.  

	"Can I see it?"  I asked.

	He backed away slightly from the couch.  I look-
 ed down and saw it, so hard, dark pinkish red with some
 clear drops glistening at the tip.  I ran my fingertips
 along its full length.  I quickly pulled my hand away
 when it surprised me as it seemed to move and jump on
 its own.  

	"It's okay baby," Bob quietly said. "That just
 means I like what you are doing.  You don't have to
 touch me.  In fact, maybe you shouldn't. I don't have
 a lot of control right now."

	I looked up at him, not knowing what to do next.
 He smiled at me and started playing with my long red
 hair.  I looked at his cock again.  It looked so hard
 and strong.  It reminded me of when Bob and his sons
 were putting in the pool.  None of them had worn
 shirts, and I could see their muscles ripple and strain
 as they worked in the hot sun.  I reached out again and
 gently grasped it with my hand.  I could feel the
 strength contained in it, and the heat radiating from
 it. I started getting curious about how sensitive it
 was and if it gave Bob as much pleasure as my pussy
 gave me.  I remembered how good it felt when he licked
 me, so I leaned over and licked at the drops leaking
 from the hole at the tip with my tongue.  

	I felt him shudder and gently grab my hair to
 hold me there.  He slowly pushed his cock towards me.
 I glanced up and saw he was watching me.  My mouth was
 open; I was licking the head of his cock like it was a
 Tootsie Roll Pop.  When he pressed it against me, I
 felt the head of it slide into my mouth.  I enclosed
 it with my lips and started sucking on it, pulling it
 in and out of my mouth like I did when I wanted to get
 to the Tootsie Roll Center.  I remembered that the
 hard candy wore down faster if I rubbed my tongue
 against it when I took it in and out of my mouth, so
 I started doing that to the head of his cock.  

	I heard Bob groan and his cock seemed to get
 bigger and start to throb.  I started to wonder if he
 was beginning to feel the incredible sensation I had
 felt when Bob licked my pussy.  I was surprised to
 feel more and more of his cock slide into my mouth
 with each thrust.  

	Then Bob grabbed my hair and pumped faster and
 deeper.  "Oh God, I'm cumming." he said, then I tasted
 hot fluid deep in my throat.  I knew he was feeling
 what I had experienced earlier and he had licked all
 of my juice from me, so I wanted to drink all of his.
 I tried to swallow it, but it was shooting out too
 hard and too fast.  Some of it went on my cheeks and
 in my hair.  His motions slowed and he started cares-
 sing my hair.  He pulled his cock from my mouth and
 lifted my face to his and kissed me.  His tongue
 parted my lips and explored my open, wet mouth.  

	"Thank you Baby.  You didn't have to do that,
 but I loved it." He said to me softly. "Just remember.
 This is our special secret.  You can't tell anyone,
 not even Annie."

	I smiled, happy that I had pleased him.  "You
 made me feel so good, I wanted to do the same for you."
 I answered.  

	He hugged me when I asked, "Can we do this
 again?"

	He chuckled and whispered we would do it again,
 and much, much more.  We heard his oldest son's car
 pulling in the driveway.  He pulled me off the couch,
 playfully slapped my butt and told me to put my panties
 on, clean up my face and hair, and get to bed.  I gave
 him one more kiss and hug, went into the bathroom and
 cleaned up then and curled up in bed in Annie's room,
 dreaming about what Bob meant by "much, much more".  


 continued... in Part 2
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