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Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2005 21:02:39 +0000
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My Melody By thisold1 This story seems shorter than most I have put out, but, or
so I guess, a quickie now and then is good. Hope you enjoy. Sometimes a parent
never knows which way a teenage child will go. One day they are as sweet as pie,
next day they are the nightmare from Hell. My daughter Melody was much like
that. The year she turned twelve, she spent the usual summer with me, proving
she had the nasty ability to be both very protective of me and openly hostile to
any woman I talked to. At first it was humorous, then I was told by a friend,
"She's growing up the way she's acting you are in for some real problems."
Problems? What is the problem when, by the end of her visit, she pranced around
in front of me with just her panties on. Big problem. The next summer it seemed
like the whole thing was over with. The first two days she was here we spent
going to the places she had picked out during the winter months as she surfed
the Internet. It was great to hike around, then, after I was worn out, go to a
nice restaurant for a dinner. No problems other than she had developed a bit
more than I had expected, and seemed to flaunt her budding womanhood a bit more
than I had figured a girl her age should. But, what the hell, we were having fun
and she seemed to love to make me blush by showing a bit too much thigh or
developing bust line. The third day I was totally worn out, falling asleep on
the couch after we ate our dinners from boxes filled with food at a local drive
through. I woke up about 10:30 that night, and lay on the couch sleepily as I
blew smoke from the cigarette at the ceiling above me. Melody must have grown
tired of waiting for me to wake up and had gone to bed. Slipping down the
hallway noiselessly so as to not wake her up, I saw that her bedroom door was
open, the faint glow of the night light washing out onto the carpet. I poked my
head around the corner of the door to make sure she was asleep and froze as my
mouth dropped open. In the dim light, Melody was easy to see. Lying on her bed,
covered by a thin, white sheet was Melody, her eyes closed, but by the movement
of her hand under the sheet it was obvious that she was far from sleeping. She
was masturbating like a wild woman. I stood silently watching her playing with
herself. My shock turned to humor then, as she gasped, her hips pushing up to
tent the sheet, it turned into want, the wanting growing each time as she got
herself off for the third time. Her fingers were still moving under the sheets,
her eyes closed tightly when I sat down on the bed. Instantly, her eyes were
open and wide as she stared up at me in pure shock. "Having fun?" I asked, my
voice sounding shallow. Her eyes filled with tears as she stared up at me. She
bit her lower lip as she fought to keep from crying. God, she looked so sweet.
"You don't have to cry, Melody", I said softly. "Christ, it's only normal, I
guess." "But grandma said you'd hate me if you knew said you'd never want to see
me again. I don't want that. Really." I wiped a tear from her right cheek, bent
forward and kissed her on the forehead. "I think she's caused enough problems
between us, don't you?" "You mean you...Ah, you don't mind?" "Honey," I said, my
fingers touching her chin. "Maybe grandma doesn't know everything, and maybe I
can help you enjoy it more." "But, you mean... How?" "I think you know the
answer to that," I said, sliding the sheet down to her waist. All she could do
was stare at me, not knowing what to say or do. I slid the thin nightie up her
belly slowly, only to be rewarded by her lifting up so it would slide easily.
Inch by inch the nightie moved further up until her young tits were staring at
me. God, she looked fine now. Twin, tiny mounds stuck up off her chest, held
erect on her chest by their youth. She didn't move didn't try to force the
nightie back down, just laid there and stared at me. My lips touched her right
nipple in out first sexual kiss. She drew in a deep breath as I explored her
budding breast with my kisses, quickly moving back to play over the now erect
nipple with my tongue. "Makes me feel funny," she moaned softly when my lips
moved to her left nipple. As I explored her boobs with my lips, I pushed the
covers down her thighs, surprised when she lifted her legs from under the covers
and laid them back down without a word. My hand moved down between her velvety
thighs as I started to suck her nipple deeper into my mouth, holding it firm as
my tongue played over it. Her legs opened as my fingers moved closer to her
panties. Her breathing was now much deeper. Her panties were wet as my
fingertips passed over her forbidden slit, moving up to the waistband before
retracing their journey back down. Now she understood that there was more to
playing around than her grandmother had told her, a lot more. Pushing her
panties down, making a mental note to get her something more appropriate than
these "little girl" white panties. I couldn't help but feel more excited than I
had felt in years. Her body, young and firm, cried out to be played with, to be
taught. Tiny tits, made firm by her youth, labored up and down as her breathing
took on a more urgent pattern. Her thighs, every inch as kissable as her lips or
her hot, little, never fucked pussy. "You okay?" I asked as the panties slid
from her feet, revealing a splendid young body now ready to act out on its own
needs. Hard nipples to kiss on a sweet pussy waiting to be taught exactly what I
wanted and needed from it... She nodded that she was okay, and in doing so,
sealed her fate as a virgin. My lips touched her fuzz-covered pussy for the
first time as we both moaned out. I had never dreamed someone this young could
become so wet, and yet, be so scared of what was going to happen. Her eyes
opened wide as I slid my tongue along her glistening slit. I forced myself to
endure the pain of being able to both lick her pussy and watch her reactions,
both being the greatest turn-on I had ever known. When my tongue found her clit,
she jerked slightly, opening her legs a bit more. With a growing abandonment, my
tongue lapped into her, lashing passion and lust from me to her now quivering
body. Her body jerked several times, her hips came up a bit and she whispered
out that she felt real funny, and then she gasped loudly, grabbed onto the
sheets and groaned out as her hips came up and she froze. Even as she climaxed,
I kept working on her clit, not allowing her a moment's escape. My hands and
fingers massaged deeply into her fine, young ass, doing everything they could to
help carry the girl deeper into her point of no return, a time when she would
feel the stinging pain of reality as my cock slipped into her tight, virgin
pussy for the first time. She had to be made ready for what was going to happen,
both soon and long afterwards. Her juices were fully in control now. I spent as
much time dipping my tongue into her love canal as on her clit. Her body moved
about, as if she was trying to find comfort on a sand-filled, itchy bed. Her
breathing was not hoarse. She labored along until each climax overtook her then,
as I could only smile, her body would thrash about wildly, her words babbling on
and on about things I could not understand. She was ready. She looked down as I
positioned myself between her legs, my hard cock in my hands. "Oh, God," she
moaned, a sick look flooding her face as she shut her eyes tightly. The head of
my cock felt her pussy lips part as I guided it into her waiting body. I could
feel her tightness close around me like fleshy sex vice. I felt my cock find her
hole and slide into it as she turn her head, opening her mouth to gasp out from
the pain of my entry. Every inch of my entry was a velvety fantasy of hot, tight
pussy muscles never before feeling a man's entry. Tightness pushed back against
my invasion as I made her first fuck a study in controlled entry. I could see,
with each inch of my cock, that her mind was being split in two. One side
gasping out to the pain of entry, the other forcing her to go on, silently
enduring the stinging pain. I met her hymen and, with one hard thrust was
through it. I had expected a lot more trouble gaining entry, but it had been so
easy. She shrieked as her hymen split, lifted her head up and watched the rest
of my cock sinking full hilt into her. She took a deep breath, her eyes turned
back and she plopped back to the bed with a soft whimpering. Holding my cock in
her, fighting the urges to now bang wildly into her, I waited for her to grow
accustomed to her first invasion. She opened her eyes and looked at me, both
fear and lust flickering out from somewhere behind her gentle, brown eyes. Then,
before my eyes, a cute grin curled up the corners of her lips. She was now ready
to become mine in all ways. Her nipples seemed rock hard to my lips as I bent
forward and sucked on her left nipple for a second before moving the right one.
I was now slowly working in and out of her. She reacted to each thrust with a
gasp, grunt or moan. She was enduring the pain now, turning it into her own
needs as my lips and tongue gave her something more to think about as she felt
her body being taken being taken as a woman and not the young girl she was a few
minutes before. "Oh, God! Daddy, please..." She shouted out, as she looked at me
in shocked bewilderment. "Let go, Honey," I said softly, knowing that she was
now riding the building crest of her first orgasm. "Please daddy. Please. I love
you." "I love you too hon. Don't fight it." I would love to tell you how she
pumped her young hips hard against me but, in truth, I think she was still in a
bit of pain. Her whole orgasm seemed to me internal and from the waist up. Her
eyes were glazed, her right hand played on her right nipple as I sucked hard on
her left one, holding my cock fully in her as I moved slightly from side to
side. Less than a minute further into our lovemaking, I felt my world start to
come unglued as pure passionate need swept over my body as if there was a hot,
summer wind. Now I was the one shrieking, groaning and carrying on. I had to
force myself from slamming relentlessly into her body. Her eyes opened wide to
my carrying on maybe thinking that "Good old Dad" was having a heart attack on
her. I felt my sperm juices flood into her, her eyes opening even wider as my
cock swelled and erupted into her. My body was frozen in position as I emptied
into her our eyes looking into the eyes of the other said so many feelings
without a word being spoken. As she looked at me intently, that cute grin spread
from the corner of her lips into a loving smile as she put her arms around me,
pulling me to her young body as my cock went limp inside of her. Stories like
this are not done and over with when the man cums in her. No... Never. We lay
there that night, talking, laughing and giggling back and forth as I held her in
my arms. She fell asleep in my arms that night and I laid there, feeling her
breasts heaving against my side as she slept, smoking one cigarette after the
other as my mind thought up a million things her and I could do, most of them
not in bed. We made love a lot that summer, and by the end she had no intentions
of going back. She stayed with me and is still with me. Kissing and giggling,
laughing and loving as often as we can. But, with her I found new meanings to
three words I had never known could feel like this. When I now tell her "I love
you" it is with the heart of the man who loves her, not her father. END
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