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Annie's Dad 1 (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
Kristen's collection
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....
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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