THE PRINCESS
By Pussywillow
M/g, b/g, Cons, Insc, Rom

Disclaimer: This story is just the figment of the imagination and contains 
depictions of sexual encounters between adults and children. If this type thing 
bothers you then you should stop reading now. However if you recognize the 
beauty of such loving and consensual relationships, then read on and I hope you 
enjoy.
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What if you were a young girl living way back in the seventeen hundreds and 
your mother dies leaving you penniless, and was soon evicted from your small 
apartment?
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CHAPTER 1

      As I looked at mother, I saw her lying on the bed with sweat pouring off 
of her face while I heard her say, "I'm sorry Mary, I don't know how I got so 
sick, but I do hope that I will get better soon." 
      I ran into the kitchen to wet some rags from the container of cool water 
that we had there, and rushed back and applied them on mother's forehead. "Oh 
that feels better Mary, but I seem to be burning up inside. Oh, I do hope that it 
will go away soon."
      I continued to apply the wet rags to mother's forehead throughout the 
day, but I saw it was to no avail as I watched mother get more delirious with the 
fever as the day wore on. 
      Finally, I heard her say, "Oh Mary, there are a few coins left over from my 
wages to buy some food with. Please go tell Mr. Robinson at the inn that I won't 
be coming to work this evening, but I do hope to make it tomorrow.
      I rushed out of the small apartment that we lived in, and ran down the 
street to the inn. When I found Mr. Robinson, I told him, "Mother has come 
down with a fever, but she hopes that she will be better by tomorrow." "Well, you 
tell her if she doesn't show up tomorrow, she's fired. Do you hear? I can't run this 
place all by myself you know."
      As I rushed back to our small apartment, I noticed that some older boys 
were following me. I was only a small nine-year-old girl, and I knew that I was no 
match for those three larger boys. 
      It wasn't a very good neighborhood that Mary and her mother lived in, but 
it was all that her mother could afford with the small wage her mother received 
waiting on people at the inn. 
      They had lived fairly well on her father's wages, until he died two years 
ago in 1713. Her mother had no income and as they used up their savings, she was 
forced to find some sort of work so that they wouldn't starve. They had sold most 
of their possessions until she had finally found work at the inn. It didn't pay 
much, but it was enough to pay for the small dingy apartment that she and her 
mother moved into, and for a little food.
      As I ran, I knew that the boys belonged to a gang that hung around in the 
neighborhood, and I was very fearful about what they might do to me if they 
caught me out all alone.
      I finally reached the door of our apartment safely, and went inside and 
then bolted the door. 
      When I looked at mother, I saw that she had gotten even worse. As I bent 
over mother, changing the wet rags on her forehead, mother said, "I'm sorry 
Marry. Oh, I'm so sorry."
      Then I saw mother's eyes glaze over, as she slipped into a coma. 
      I kept a vigil all night but to no avail. 
      The next morning, I waited until a policeman came by, and I told him that 
mother had just died of a fever. The policeman came in and checked on mother, 
and then left to go back to the police station to get a wagon to carry my mother's 
body away in.
      As I saw the men carry away mother's body, I was now very fearful about 
what was going to happen to me. I knew that the rent was due in a few days, and 
I had just a few coins left to buy food with.
      I cried all day, and that evening. I finally ate what food was left in the 
cupboard. Then I went to bed early because I did not want to waste any more of 
the candles that I had left. 
      I now felt extremely lonely, scared, and lost in the apartment with no one 
there to care for me, and I didn't know what I should do. I felt that I was still 
way too young to take care of myself, or even find a way to make some money to 
live on. So, finally I cried myself to sleep.  
      When I woke up the next morning, I was hungry - very hungry, and I 
knew that I would have to go to the market place and buy what food that I could 
afford so that I could feed myself for just a little longer.
      So I got dressed and hid what money I had in my petticoat just in case 
some one might try to steal it from me. 
      As I walked down the street, suddenly, those three boys came out from an 
alleyway and confronted me. As I looked at them, I was extremely frightened and 
ran as fast as I could. 
      But they eventually grabbed me and dragged me back into the alleyway. 
That's when I heard one of them ask, "Well, where do you think you're going 
Miss Muffett?" I then heard another one say, "Hey! Lets search her and see if she 
has anything on her. Joe, you grab her arms, Mack, grab her feet" I was just able 
to let out just a part of a scream when Joe put his hand over my mouth. 
      I then felt them lift me off of the ground, and Stan, the leader, roughly 
started rubbing his hands all over me as he said, "Oh, what a nice pretty little girl 
we have here." Then he grabbed the bottom of my dress and petticoats and flung 
them up over me, exposing my body and pantalets from the waist down. 
      As I heard him loudly say, "Hey! Let's see what she feels like." I felt him 
continue to rub his hands all over my hips and legs and finally down in between 
my legs on my private area. "Hey, it feels real nice right here. Hey, do any of you 
guys want to see what a girl looks like?" I heard one of them answer, "Sure, take 
em off and lets have a look." I then felt him grab my pantalets and pull them way 
down to my ankles as I struggled with all of my strength to try to get free. "Wow, 
look at her crack. My, ain't it real pretty now with no hair on it."
      Just then, a police officer came by and saw what the boys were doing, and 
hollered at them. They just dropped me and ran. 
      As the police officer ran by me, I struggled to get my pantalets pulled back 
up and then just sat there sobbing. 
      Soon the police officer came back by, and helped me to my feet and 
asked, "Are you hurt miss?" "No, but they had their hands in my private place." 
"Yes, I saw. They're a bunch of real nasty ones they are, and if I ever catch them, 
I'm going to haul them off to jail."
      I finally arrived at the market place, and bought what little food that I 
could afford, and hurried on back home.
      Afterwards, I fixed myself a small meal, and as I ate, I figured that the 
food would last me for three more days at the most, and then I did not know 
what to do. 
      Being all-alone now in this cold hard world really terrified me, and I 
thought about the possibility of even ending my own life and be done with it.
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      The day after I had ran out of food, there was a knock on the door. As I 
opened it, I saw the landlord standing there. "Well, I suppose ye don't have yer 
rent money ready do ye?" "I'm sorry sir, but I spent the last penny I had on some 
food the other day." "Well, in that case, I'll have ter evict ye. I'll have some men 
over tomorrow to move ye out."
      After the landlord left, I was terrified, and I didn't know what to do. So I 
just sat there on my bed and cried and cried. 
      Finally, I was so exhausted from crying, worry, and hunger, that I just fell 
asleep.
      The next morning, when I awoke, I found myself extremely hungry, and I 
searched all over for some bit of food that I might have forgotten, but there was 
none to be found. 
      About midmorning, the landlord opened the door, and three men came in 
with him. They started grabbing what furniture there was and carried it out to the 
street. Soon there were several people watching as the men moved all of my 
belongings out and piled them up in the street. 
      Just as the men were finished with the moving, I saw people start grabbing 
my belongings and carting them away, and in just a few minutes, I was finally left 
standing there clutching what clothes I could and my doll in my arms and nothing 
else. That's when I realized that now, not only being extremely hungry, I was now 
left out on the streets with not much more than the clothing I was wearing and 
nowhere to go. 
      All of a sudden, a woman suddenly came out of nowhere and grabbed 
what I had in my hands, and rushed away. So I just stood there now in a shocked 
daze as I looked all around the street, and wondered what I would do next.
      But suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder, and as I turned around, I saw a 
well-dressed gentleman standing there. "As I was walking down the street, I saw 
those men carrying out your belongings, and I was quite amused at how everyone 
just grabbed all of your belongings and carted them all away. What did you have 
left? A dress? A doll? And then that mangy old woman grabbed those away from 
you too. I think that was pretty darned mean if I do say so myself." 
      I looked at him for a moment, and then broke into a sob. I had my face 
hidden in my hands, sobbing as I replied, "First mom got sick, and then she died, 
and then I spent what money we had left for some food, and that ran out, and 
now they threw me out on the street, and now I don't have anyplace to go. I'm 
also so hungry that I can't stand it, and everybody stole everything that I had left, 
and now I don't know what to do next or even know where to go." 
      As I felt a hand gently press on my shoulder, I saw the stranger look at me 
and say, "Maybe you would like to come along with me, and I'll see if I can help 
you out." "Oh mister? Oh please, anything." Then I felt a large hand encircle mine 
as he replied, "Come along with me and we'll see if we can't make things right 
again." 
      As I realized that I now had absolutely no place to go, I also realized that I 
didn't even know what to do next, and that's when I realized that I really had no 
other choice. So I left my hand in the stranger's hand and hoped that fate would 
be kind to me for just once. 
      As we continued to walk on down the street, I didn't look back.
      
CHAPTER 2
      
      Pretty soon, we saw a cab, and he hailed it. After it stopped, we got in, 
and as we drove off down the street, the stranger turned to me and said, "Hi, my 
name's Mike Thomas. What's yours?" 
      By this time my tears had dried up enough so that I was able to talk again, 
"Mary." "How old are you my dear?" "I'm nine and a half." "I bet that was a 
terrible experience for a little girl like you. Wasn't it?" 
      Just being reminded of it, I broke into tears again, and sobbed, "Oh I 
don't know what to do or even where to go." That was when I felt Mike put a 
comforting arm around me, and reply, "Now don't you worry none, I'll take good 
care of you. What happened that led up to all of this anyway?" 
      I told Mike all about my father dying, and then my mother getting sick 
and dying. Then all about the hoodlums attacking me, and the landlord kicking 
me out of the apartment, and then, all of those nasty people stealing all of my 
things.
      As I finished my story, I noticed that we were coming to the very nice part 
of the city where there were real nice big houses and trees and shrubs. Soon the 
cab stopped, and my eyes were dazzled by what I saw. We got out and I watched 
as Mike paid the cab driver. Then we walked up the steps of a great big town 
house. 
      Mike knocked on the door, and a maid let us in. "Martha, why don't you 
see if you can find something to eat for Mary here. I'll tell you all about her when 
we eat." Mike led me on into a dining room, and we sat down. Soon Martha 
brought in a variety of different things to eat, and put a couple of real beautiful 
plates and real silverware on the table. "Your Coffee will be ready in just a 
moment sir, and I will bring some milk for the little girl." "Thank you Martha."
      Martha was a portly older woman with rosy cheeks of around forty five or 
fifty wearing a black dress with a white apron tied around her.
      As I looked at all the food that was on the table, I exclaimed, "Wow, I 
haven't seen so much food in all my life." "Well, dive in. Martha will bring you 
some milk in a moment. This is just lunch. We have dinner at six." "Oh thank you, 
thank you Mr. Thomas." "Oh that's quite all right. Why don't you just call me 
Mike." 
      When Martha finally sat down on a chair at the table to eat her lunch, He 
told her how he had found me and all that he knew about me. Finally, Martha 
replied, "Oh you poor child. You've had enough harrowing experiences to last a 
lifetime with your mother dying like that and all.
      After lunch, Mike led me up the stairs to a huge bedroom, and said, "You 
can sleep in here tonight. This is just one of the guest bedrooms. If you like me 
and decide that you might want to continue to stay here with me, we can make 
this room over so that it will be your very own special room." 
      Oooooo, wow, I could hardly believe my eyes as I looked all around 
inside of this huge house and the bedroom that he said that I could sleep in. I had 
never seen anything so wonderful in my whole life. 
      At this moment, I thought that I had just died and gone to heaven, 
because just this morning I felt that I was about to starve to death with everyone 
taking everything that I owned, and I had nowhere to go, and nowhere to sleep 
but maybe on a street corner somewhere. Now this wonderful stranger named 
Mike was asking me if I wanted to stay with him in this great big beautiful house.
      All of a sudden, I felt a great weight lift from me, and I finally smiled, 
and ran to him and threw my arms around him and gave him a big hug as I said, 
"Oh thank you Mike, oh thank you. You've saved my life. Oh I love you 
already." I then heard him say, "Here, why don't we look over the rest of the 
house so that you will know where things are." 
      At this moment, I never dreamed of a house being so grand as this one 
was. But, as I was later to learn, this was just one of the smaller townhouses 
suited only for a wealthy bachelor, and that there were houses around here that 
were much bigger and grander than this house.
      I guess that I was pretty dirty, so Mike had Martha draw up a bath for me, 
and while she was getting it ready, he told me all about himself and how he had 
come into an inheritance that would suit him for the rest of his life. He said that 
he was twenty-six and had just recently graduated from college, and had been 
partying around ever since, and even had a long succession of girl friends come 
and go. He also mentioned just how moved he was when he happened on the 
scene where they were throwing everything that I owned out into the street, and 
then watched as everyone carted it all off, leaving me with absolutely nothing. 
Not even my doll. After it was all over, he said that he had felt so sorry for me 
that he knew that he just had to help me in anyway that he could.
      The next morning, after breakfast, he hailed a cab, we got into it, and he 
took me shopping. I loved riding in the cab and watch as the horse pulled us 
along. Neither my father or mother ever had enough money for such an 
extravagance, but I thought it was a whole lot of fun though. 
      Presently, we arrived at a clothing store and went in. Several hours later, 
we emerged with enough packages to start a clothing store of our own. 
      After lunch, I spent many hours modeling all of the new clothing that 
Mike had bought me while he watched and commented, and Martha properly put 
them away. I had never had so much clothing at one time in my whole life, and 
none that I had ever owned before were as such fine quality as the clothing I now 
had. 
      When I finally came down to dinner in one of my new dresses, Mike 
exclaimed, "Aha, here comes our young princess now. Doesn't she look grand?" I 
replied, "How come you called me a princess?" "Oh that's easy, all little girls are 
princesses." 
      I heard Martha agree with Mike, and then exclaim just how nice I looked 
in my new clothing. 
      During dinner, Mike gave me many pointers on how a lady should act 
during dinner, and I tried very hard to please him.
      The following day, we went to look at some bedroom furniture, and he 
hired a decorator to redecorate my room. A week later, it looked just like the 
model bedroom for a little prepubescent girl like me. And I just loved it.
      In the meantime, Mike said, "If you're going to live with me, you should 
also be properly schooled." So he hired a tutor to help me with my schooling. Of 
course, I found this a bit dull, but Mike said, "As long as you're living with me, 
you will be properly schooled." 
      I knew he was right and I had to agree with him. I also realized that he 
was doing so much for me just like he was my own daddy, and I realized that I 
loved him even more and more with each passing day. 
      Because of all of this, I realized that he was now my very special prince 
charming.
      
CHAPTER 3

      One night just before bedtime, we were in my bedroom when I got up on 
his lap. As he was hugging me, and telling me just how beautiful I was, I tried to 
hug him back but I realized that my clothing was so bulky that it all got in the 
way. He mentioned, "Yes, that's the trouble with women's clothing, it's so bulky 
that you can't hardly move around in it. So I got off of his lap, took everything 
off except for my pantalets, and then looked at him and said, 'How is this?" I 
then heard him say, "Wow, you really are a very beautiful little girl." So I replied, 
"Oh thank you, my prince charming." 
      As I got back on his lap, I now realized just how bulky all of that clothing 
really was as I now felt so much freer and much more comfortable now.
      Being not yet ten, I still had no breasts to worry about, and as I felt him 
put his arms around me, I realized just how good his hands felt on my now very 
naked upper body. 
      Soon, I don't know why, but he took off his shirt also and I could now 
feel his slightly hairy chest against my upper naked body as I realized that I just 
loved the strange feel of his naked body against my own, and as I ran my hand all 
through his chest hair, he kissed me. So as I continued to sit on his lap, I felt him 
gently hug me and give me more little kisses. 
      After a bit, I heard him say, "You know that I have never kissed a little 
girl before, but you seem to be so charming that you have me within your spell." I 
giggled as I replied, "I've never sat on a man's lap before with just my pantalets 
on before. But I really love sitting on your lap this way." 
      As I sat there cuddled in his arms, I could feel a strange warmth come all 
over me. The more I felt this warmth, the more I wanted him to hug and kiss me. I 
even responded to his kisses and returned them with everything I could. 
      After a while, he sat up and said, "Well, I guess that it's well past your 
bedtime and you should be in bed." 
      I really didn't want to go to bed. I wanted to continue to sit in his lap. But 
he had done so much for me, that I wasn't about to disagree with him, so I went 
ahead and slipped off of his lap and went over to the chest of drawers, and took 
out one of my new nightgowns. I then slipped it over my head and then I reached 
under, and pulled off my pantalets from under my nightgown and laid them at the 
foot of the bed just before I got in. 
      He then tucked me in, and gave me a good night kiss. Then, just before he 
went out the door, he turned and said, "goodnight my sweet little princess.
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      This quickly became a habit with us, and as soon as Martha left, we would 
come into my bedroom where I would then take off all of my clothing except my 
pantalets and then jump on his lap so that he could hug and kiss me. 
      I found that this was something all very new and exciting to me and I had 
become to love this part of the night when I could sit on his lap and he would hug 
and kiss me. 
      Our kisses soon got to be very familiar, and for some reason, I felt like I 
wanted him to do even something more. So I soon found his big tongue inside of 
my small mouth, and it felt so much better kissing that way because it made me 
feel somehow so much warmer inside. Also, his hands felt so good caressing me 
all over my half naked body, that I now wanted him to touch me all over more 
and more. 
      One night, as he was rubbing his hands all over me, it felt so good that I 
reached down and even slipped down my pantalets, and he even helped me take 
them off. 
      As I leaned back to kiss him again, I now felt a whole new world of 
excitement come over me as I felt his hand on my newly bared skin. But then I 
felt something happening to me that I really didn't understand, but whatever it 
was, I knew that it all felt very exciting.
      As I felt his hands rub all around on my bare legs and hips, that warm 
feeling that I was getting, felt so exciting that I felt like I now wanted him to 
touch me in places where mother said that I should never be touched. At that 
moment I really didn't know why, but I did feel an itch or feeling down inside me 
that seemed to demand to be satisfied.
      Then as I shared a very juicy kiss with him, I reached down and actually 
guided his hand over in-between my legs. 
      When I felt his hand move there, I now suddenly felt like I was on fire 
and I now felt so excited that I could hardly breathe. The more his hand touched 
and rubbed me down there, the more I wanted him to touch me. 
      I had finally worked my pantalets off of my feet so that I could spread my 
legs out real wide to accommodate his hand. So as I felt his fingers massaging me 
down there, the hotter and more excited my whole body became. 
      Soon I felt my sexual feelings get so great that I felt a very wonderful 
explosion in-between my legs that seemed to travel all over my whole body, and I 
even heard myself squeal as I felt myself seemingly being enveloped in a great 
wonderful sexual bubble that seemed to last for almost a whole minute before I 
felt it slowly subside again. 
      Then I felt him take his hand away and hold me very tightly as I buried 
my head against his neck and wrapped my arms around him. So I stayed in that 
position for a long time savoring both his hands and body against my own very 
naked body. 
      Eventually I looked up into his eyes and whispered, "Oh please, can I call 
you daddy? I want to because you're the most wonderful daddy in the world." I 
then heard him reply, "Well, I see there's no harm in it, if you wish to..." "Oh I 
love you daddy. You've made me feel so good." Then I heard him stutter, "I-I g-
guess that it it's time for me to tuck you in." I took the hint, and slipped off of his 
lap and walked slowly over to the chest of drawers. For some reason, I now had 
the feeling that I now really wanted him to now look at my whole naked body. 
      Then as I got my nightgown out, I twirled around as I very bravely 
showed my whole naked body to him while I slowly and carefully unfolded it, 
and then slowly raised it up over my head, and then, I let it come down all over 
me as I knew that Mike was standing there very intently watching me. 
      I quickly jumped into bed, and right after he pulled the covers over me, he 
reached down and kissed me as he said, "Goodnight my real special sweet 
princess."
      After he left, I laid there thinking over all of the events of my life since my 
mother died, and it seemed that he really was my prince charming that pulled me 
out of the brink of utter depression and despair, and lifted me up into a most 
wonderful world that only dreams were made of. I also thought about the very 
new wild feelings that I had feeling his hands rub all over my naked body. The 
whole thing just made my head swim, and I slowly drifted off into a very 
peaceful sleep.
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      The next thing I heard was Martha shaking me and saying, "Now you 
can't sleep all morning. You have your lessons to do." So I hurriedly got dressed 
as Martha brushed my hair. 
      Soon I was eating breakfast in the dinning room. "What happened to 
daddy, er, I mean Mike?" I asked. "Oh he had an appointment this morning about 
a project he's working on. He'll be back before lunch. My, you look so happy this 
morning." "I am Martha, and it's all because of Mike. Oh, I love him so much 
because he saved my life and all of the wonderful things that he has done for me."
      When I finished breakfast, I hurried into the drawing room where my tutor 
was waiting to give me more lessons.
      After a while, my tutor said it was lunchtime, so we broke for lunch. 
Although he seemed hard on me sometimes, I did love him for his efforts to try to 
fill my brain with all the information that he said that I should have.
      As I sat down for lunch, Mike came in, and said, "Well, I hired another 
person to help Martha with all of the extra work that she has been doing. He will 
be doing the cooking and help Martha with the hard stuff so that she can spend 
more time with you and keep you looking real pretty just like a princess.
      After lunch, Mike took me out to the country to a horse farm. He 
introduced me to the manager, Mr. Thompson. 
      Mr. Thomson took us on a tour of the farm where we saw many different 
beautiful horses. 
      Eventually he introduced me to a little filly, and asked, "How would you 
like to ride this horse?" "Oh, she's beautiful Mr. Thompson. You mean I can ride 
her?" "Sure, lets just throw a saddle on her and off you go."
      A few minutes later, I was hoisted up into the saddle (It was one of those 
side-saddles that ladies use) and Mr. Thompson and daddy got on some other 
horses. 
      We went riding on out into the fields as Mr. Thompson instructed me on 
how to handle my horse. But since he had put a children's sidesaddle on the 
horse, they didn't allow me to run the horse in case I should fall off. A couple of 
hours later, we were back at the stable. 
      As we got off, Mr. Thompson asked, "Well Mary, how did you like that 
for a first lesson?" "Oh, I thought that was wonderful Mr. Thompson." Then Mike 
asked, "How would you like to take lessons every week?" "Oh, you mean that 
you will bring me out here every week for horse lessons?" "Sure, if you want to." 
      As I gave daddy a big hug, I replied, "Oh, I'd love that daddy."
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      That evening, as soon as Martha left, Daddy and I went into my bedroom. 
I was now so excited that I would have another experience just like the one that I 
had last night, so I hurried to get all of my clothes off. 
      As soon as I pulled my pantalets off, I now felt slightly embarrassed but 
somehow so wonderfully so free from all of that clothing, and soon for some 
reason, I now felt absolutely no embarrassment at all this time as I made several 
posses with my now very naked body right in front of daddy. 
      I then heard him say, "Oh my dear Mary, you do have such a young 
beautiful body. Come and plop it on my lap so that I may caress it." That made 
me giggle as I replied, "Only after you take off your shirt first." 
      As soon as he discarded his shirt, I sat on his lap, as I felt his arms encircle 
me. I then lifted my head to kiss him, and soon, we were embraced as I felt his 
mouth and tongue against mine. I could even feel his hand roving all around my 
body, caressing me all over - especially all around my most private places. Soon, I 
felt his hand go in-between my legs, and at that moment, all I wanted to do was 
just spread my legs wide enough to accommodate his hand on my most private 
area. Oh, how I now loved to have his hand there, and how it made me feel so 
excited and so good that I kind of wished that this would last forever. 
      So here I was, feeling all of the sexual feelings and excitement that his 
fingers were giving me, and the more he kept his hand there, the more I felt those 
feelings seem to rise inside of me until, pretty soon, I could feel my whole body 
just shake with a sexual excitement that I had never known before, and I realized 
that I was now having a very hard time even breathing because of all of the sexual 
excitement that he was making go all through my body. 
      As I felt those sexual feelings grow and grow inside of me, they soon 
grew so great that, all of a sudden, there was this most beautiful explosion of 
sexual feelings that seemed to just grip my whole body again just like last night, 
and it made even utter out a squeal as I felt those feelings grip my whole body for 
almost a minute until finally, I felt them gradually let go of me until I just slumped 
back down in my daddy's lap again. 
      This time, he didn't take his hand away, and because of that, I was so 
happy and glad because I now could again feel all of those very exciting 
wonderful sexual feelings return again and again very swiftly, and in no time, I 
felt myself again being griped in another one of those wonderful sexual explosions 
that seemed flow all through me for a long time before it finally let go of me 
again. But almost as soon as I felt that one going away, I felt another one very 
quickly building up inside me, and soon, I felt it too grip my whole body as I 
heard myself squeal with joy while it seemed to just hold me there in it's grip once 
more. 
      This seemed to have gone on several more times before those sexual 
feelings got so great, that I finally felt myself black out.
      The next thing I remembered was daddy saying, "Mary, are you all right. 
Mary? Mary?" I finally stirred, but I still couldn't say anything as I squirmed all 
around on his lap while I retightened my grip on his neck. 
      Finally, I was able to speak, and replied, "Oh daddy, I love you so. You 
make me feel so good." 
      I didn't move from that position for a long time savoring all of the sexual 
feelings that he had given me and feeling my own naked body being cuddled 
right against him in his lap. 
      I eventually played with his chest hairs, twirling them around with my 
fingers when I finally asked, "Daddy, I've never seen a boy's before, I wonder 
what they look like? All I know is that some boys are very rough and mean, and 
others are very kind and gentle. Can I see what you look like?" 
      I then felt him jump when I asked him that, but then I heard him reply, 
"Well, I guess that because you've shown me all of your very beautiful body, I 
guess it's only fair that I show you my body also, that is if you really want to see 
it. If you want to get off of my lap, I will get undressed for you." 
      I now felt very naughty and really excited as I heard myself giggle as I 
slipped off of his lap and sat on the edge of the bed so that I could watch daddy 
get up and take off his trousers. 
      As he slipped them down, I saw this great big thing in-between his legs 
spring out like a very thick flagpole. 
      I was really quite amazed as I saw this great big long thing sticking 
straight out there in front of him, and after I had gazed at it for a moment, I 
finally asked, "Can I touch it?" 
      I watched as he sat back down and motioned me over. So I came over and 
stood in-between his legs, and reached my hand toward his thing. 
      As I touched it and ran my fingers all over it, he didn't even try to push 
me away. I also found that what I was doing seemed to be very exciting and quite 
naughty to me as I felt that great urge inside of me to keep on rubbing my hands 
all over it. 
      I had eventually put both of my hands around his big long shaft and was 
squeezing it when all of a sudden it squirted a whitish fluid directly at me and hit 
me all over in the upper chest and stomach. Then I saw it squirt three or four more 
smaller squirts in rapid succession before it finally stopped. 
      I was then quite shocked and surprised at what had just happened, and as 
I looked back up at daddy, I saw that he was still sitting there grimacing. So, I ran 
my fingers all through this whitish fluid that was on my chest and stomach, and it 
seemed to be so very sticky, and gooey, and slimy. 
      I then looked at daddy and asked, "What's all of this stuff that came out 
of you?" I watched as he grabbed a towel and wet it from the water that was in 
the pitcher and then quickly wiped the stuff off of my body and then the floor. 
      After he got through, he lifted me back on to his lap and proceeded to 
explain all about sex to me. I knew that women were always having babies, but I 
never knew just how they produced them. I guess that I thought that they just 
came along very naturally.
      As I then asked a lot more questions, he answered them for me as best as 
he could. So when he finally got through, I now knew that I had grasped the basic 
knowledge of reproduction and many of the inner mysteries of both his and my 
equipment. Now, I had a pretty good idea on what it was all about and why we 
both get all of those very exciting wonderful sexual feelings.
      When he was through, he let me play with his equipment even more, and 
showed me how to make him climax again now under a more controlled 
condition. 
      As I stroked his big hard penis for him, I also felt his fingers massaging my 
pussy, and at that moment, I felt that this was really the most exciting fun that I 
had ever had before in my whole life by being able to be so intimate with him in 
this way. In fact I felt it was so much fun that I even told him that he could touch 
me there anytime he wanted. 
      Soon, I watched as I saw him grimace again and I again saw that whitish 
stuff suddenly shoot out of his thing once more. I now thought that it was really 
very exciting and a whole lot of fun to actually make him squirt it out like that, 
and it was also very exciting for me knowing that I had made him do that with 
my very own hands.
      He finally put me to bed, and kissed me goodnight and said, "Goodnight 
my very special sexy princess."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      These little get-togethers of ours seemed to get more and more exciting as 
time went on, and it got to where I could hardly wait for Martha to leave so that I 
could be alone again with my daddy and now real special lover so that we could 
again experience more and more of our very naughty sexual feelings with each 
other. 
      I noticed that daddy also really seemed to enjoy our little get-togethers as 
much as I did, and I was really glad. 
      One night, after Martha left, we went into my bedroom, and again got 
undressed. He then just laid on top of the bed as I climbed up and explored his 
whole body. I think that he was now really enjoying having me explore his whole 
body for him. 
      I noticed that he had a little hair on his chest, arms, legs, and a whole 
bunch around his equipment, but not much more anywhere else. But to me, it was 
truly exciting for me to run my hands all over his male body and to explore it. 
      After a while, he grabbed me, and had me lie down on the bed. He then 
spread my legs apart and got his head in-between my legs as I wondered what in 
the world he was doing. 
      But as soon as I felt his mouth and tongue against my pussy, it gave me 
such sudden wild feelings that I just automatically squealed with delight. Then I 
watched as he lifted his head up and asked, "How did that feel?" I knew that it 
felt absolutely wonderful, but I really didn't want to tell him just exactly how 
good it felt, so I just very gigglingly said, "Try it again, and I'll tell you how good 
it feels." I watched as he got back down and kissed my pussy again, and while I 
felt his wet mouth travel all over my pussy, I believed that his mouth and tongue 
felt a thousand times better than his fingers ever did.
      It wasn't long before he had me gyrating all around as I felt all of those 
sexual feelings building up very fast, and the next thing I knew, I really squealed 
as I felt myself freeze right on up into an orgasm that was absolutely out of this 
world. 
      As I started to recover, I put my hands down over his head so that he 
wouldn't lift his head away from my pussy, and the next thing I knew, he had me 
squealing again as I felt myself freeze up again into another orgasm. But he kept 
on licking my poor pussy until he had me just laying there in a sexual stupor. 
      The next thing I remembered, he was lying along side of me, hugging me 
and giving me little kisses as I thought to myself how this great big bully of a man 
could be so soft and so gentle with a small girl like me. I eventually threw my 
arms around him and told him how much I enjoyed his attentions to my pussy.
      After I perked up again, I then giggled as I asked if I could do that to him. 
He didn't say no, so I crawled on down in-between his legs and grabbed his great 
big long penis with my hand and lowered my mouth down over it. Oh wow, did 
that ever feel so weird and exciting as to have the end of his huge penis right 
inside my mouth.
      I knew that if I kept my mouth there long enough, he would eventually 
spurt out that special semen of his right into my mouth, but at this point I just 
didn't care because I found that it was a whole lot of fun and really quite sexually 
exciting for me to actually suck all around on the end of his penis and actually feel 
his manhood inside my mouth. 
      I soon felt him start wiggling around from my administrations, and soon 
he started to buck. Then all of a sudden, I heard him groan just as I felt a load of 
his semen hit the back of my mouth in such a way that it made me choke, but 
before I could clear my throat, I felt another load shoot right into my mouth, and 
then another and another until I felt him finally relax again when nothing more 
came out. 
      But I kept on sucking on his penis until I felt it go soft again, and then I 
took my mouth away. After that, I went ahead and swallowed what I could, but 
by that time, most of it had leaked back out of my mouth. 
      After I lifted up and smilingly looked at him, I said, "Wow, that was fun! 
How did you like that daddy?" I saw him smile back at me and reply, "Oh, wow, 
sweetie, you can do that to me all you want. That felt real great... Oh by the way, 
you have my cum smeared all over your mouth. Come here and let me wipe it off. 
I crawled up to him and he took a towel and wiped my face. Then he pulled me 
down on the bed with him and kissed me. 
      After a while, I asked, "Daddy, can I sleep with you?" "Why do you ask 
that princess?" "Because I love you and I want to be with you."
      We played around a little while longer before I felt him pick me up and 
then carry me over into his bedroom and then plop me on down on his own bed 
and put me in, and then he blew out the candles. 
      Oh wow, I thought that I was in absolute heaven as I laid there and 
snuggled up to him and felt his big naked body against mine while I felt his arm 
snuggling me against him as I realized that I have never felt such a blissful 
moment in my whole life. It was just like I was in heaven feeling the cocoon of his 
big warm body all around me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      The next thing I remembered was daddy waking me up. "Come on 
sweetheart, it's time to get up." I turned over, wrapped my arms around him, and 
gave him a big wet kiss just before I felt him wrap his arms around me and roll me 
up on top of him and kiss me back. 
      We were lying that way kissing, when Martha barged in. "So that's where 
you are! Oh my God, I should have known better. Mr. Thomas, do you know 
what you're doing?" "I'm sorry Martha. But you should have knocked before 
coming in." "I went into Mary's room and her bed was all messed up but she 
hadn't slept in it, and her clothes were laying around all over, and I found plenty 
of evidence that you've been doing things with her that I don't like. She's still 
just a child you know, and those things should not be done to her until after she's 
grown. 
      Hearing Martha's scolding voice made me start to cry as I replied, "But 
Martha, I love him, and what we did to each other I wanted to do. He's my 
daddy and he's also my lover, and I love him, and - and he even saved my life." 
Then I heard her say, "We'll see," as she left the room. 
      We finally got out of bed, and Mike put his pants on and went to get me 
some clothes. After I put them on, we went downstairs. 
      Mike had a long chat with Martha. I was half through with my lessons 
before Mike came in and said, "I fixed it up with Martha. I made her understand 
just how we felt for each other, and I even gave her a little salary boost. So she 
won't be bothering us anymore."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      I eventually moved all of my things into daddy's bedroom, and we 
continued on with our very lewd love affair just as if I were his wife. 
      Every night that I spent with him now seemed even better than the night 
before. 
      Whenever he went out of town on business, I just laid in that big bed all 
alone feeling very lonely - so much so that I could hardly get to sleep. But when 
he finally did come home, I could feel my heart really pitter pattering as I felt my 
spirits rise to a crescendo as I ran to greet him. 
      When he picked me up, I felt my old happiness coming back to me again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      Although Martha thought that what we were doing was a little unusual 
and very wrong, she knew that I was actually more the instigator of our sexual 
relationship than Mike was. She soon came to realize just how much we did love 
each other, and even noticed that he was no longer going out in the evenings and 
coming home drunk, dragging one of those harlots home with him that he used to 
sleep with. She also noticed that Mike now tended much more to his affairs, and 
spent as much time as he could with me. 
      Finally, she accepted our relationship as being the better of the two evils. 
      Of course, I continued on with my schoolwork, and my riding lessons. I 
did not like that sidesaddle and insisted on riding a horse just like everyone else. 
      So for my tenth birthday, he presented me with my own horse as I was 
doing so well with my lessons. 
      As soon as I learned to ride well enough, Mike took me riding into the 
country. He even had a dressmaker make me special dresses just for riding. 
      Other times, when we had free time, Mike even took me out on various 
excursions, or even shopping in the city. He always made sure that I was dressed 
in the prettiest of all the dresses that he could find.
      But then I'm getting ahead of myself.
      Also, that evening, on my tenth birthday, I was presented with a big 
birthday cake with ten candles on it. I also received various other presents. 
      Of course, after Martha left for the evening, we retired to our bedroom 
where we made our usual lovemaking. I soon found that although the day was 
very exciting for me, I always looked forward to this time in the evening when we 
would lock ourselves in our own bedroom and had our own very private fun time 
together. 
      Afterwards, when we finally went to bed, I loved the comfortable feeling 
of daddy's big warm body pressed against mine. It gave me the warmth and 
security of a very special protector that I could cuddle up against so that I could 
seemingly be protected from all the evil and ills of the outside world.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      Several months later, as we were doing our lovemaking, I noticed that that 
special sensitive area down in the lower part of my pussy that used to hurt 
whenever it was accidentally touched, no longer existed. I explored the area with 
my finger and realized that I could even put my finger up inside of myself. I 
asked daddy about it, and he said that I had probably gradually broken through 
my hymen from riding my horse just like men do. 
      That reminded me of one of the side effects I got from riding horses like 
men do. When the horse got into a certain cantor, it would move me back and 
forth in the saddle in such away that it would make me feel real good down there 
on my pussy. So much so that it would almost give me an orgasm. In fact, there 
were several times when I actually did achieve a complete orgasm that way, but I 
never told daddy about it though.
      I asked daddy if he would touch me there, so I felt him put his hand down 
there and gradually insert his finger into my newfound hole. As I felt his finger go 
deeper and deeper into me, it felt so good that I asked him to keep on doing that. 
      Oh wow that really felt different, feeling daddy's big middle finger way 
up inside of me. 
      He then started moving it around and in and out of me, and pretty soon, it 
felt so good that I felt myself freeze on up into an orgasm. After I had recovered, 
He told me, "That is your special love hole. It's called a vagina, and that's where 
men stick their penises into women to deposit their seed. Then several months 
later, a baby might come back out of that same hole." 
      Now I realized that all the mysteries of life was now complete to me. Now 
I understood why it felt so good down there when daddy played with me there, 
and then when I played with his big long penis and he would shoot all of that 
whitish stuff out - that was his seed. Then I realized that if he were to stick his 
penis way up inside of my special hole, he could then deposit his seed and give 
me a baby, and the baby would, about nine months later, come back out of that 
same hole inside of me.
      I was now so excited that I wanted daddy to do that to me. I knew that 
he probably wouldn't for fear of making me pregnant. So I devised a plan.
      I got daddy to lay down so that I could suck on his big penis. He knew 
that I liked to do that to him, because I did that to him almost every night now 
anyway. 
      I got into position and gave his penis a few sucks just before I then raised 
myself up, straddled him, grabbed his penis, and started to put it into my vagina 
when I heard him holler, "NO! Oh, don't do that Mary. I'll make you pregnant." 
      But now it was too late. His penis had already started sliding up into my 
vagina, and I knew that he no longer had the mental capability of trying to remove 
it from me. But I quickly found that his penis was really quite big, and my vagina 
was still quite small. But despite of the tightness, I kept on working at it, and 
soon, I found myself sitting there right on top of him with his big penis now 
stuffed all the way inside of me. 
      Afterwards, he just looked at me and said, "Oh Mary, now I'm going to 
give you a baby."
      Oh my God. I had never experienced anything like this ever before. It felt 
as if he had completely filled up my insides, and the feelings that his penis was 
giving me were - were so exciting and so indescribable. It was sort of like I never 
wanted him to ever take it back out of me ever again, and it was giving me sexual 
feelings that were so very different from all of those that I had experienced 
before, and the two of them mixed together was greater than anything that I had 
ever dreamed of. 
      I could now feel his big hands rubbing on my hips, and as I looked into his 
eyes, I saw that his eyes looked really wild as I started to move my body all 
around on his penis, and the more I moved around, the better it felt. Soon, I felt 
his hands griping me, helping me move up and down on his penis, and I even 
started shaking so much that I now wanted to lie down on top of him to feel his 
whole body against mine with his arms wrapped around me. So, I slowly 
repositioned myself until I was lying down on top of him. 
      I could now feel him move me back and forth against his big hard penis as 
I felt my clit rub against his penis. That eventually sent me into one of the best 
and wildest orgasms that he had ever given me. But just as I was frozen up into 
my orgasm, I felt him shoot all of his seed way up inside of me while I felt his 
arms tighten even more around me holding me tight against his body. 
      As I was recovering, I felt the last of his seed shoot into me. 
      Just the act of feeling his seed shooting way up inside of me felt so good 
to me that I just couldn't describe it. 
      At last, we just laid there exhausted. But I could still feel his big hands 
massaging all over my body, even squeezing my bottom. 
      A moment later, I felt his penis gradually shrivel up and slip back out of 
me. When it did, it let a whole lot of his seed flow back out of me, and That's 
when I heard him say, "Hey, we better get this cleaned up, or we'll have that stuff 
all over us." I giggled and replied, "That's what you get for shooting all of that 
stuff inside of me." "Well, you made me do it, you little sexpot of a princess." But 
we just continued to lay there and kiss each other for several more minutes before 
we finally got up.
      As we were getting ourselves cleaned up, he said, "Oh, I hope I didn't get 
you pregnant, I don't know what I would do with a kid running around." "Well, 
you already have a kid right now - me." "Well, that's different." "You want to do 
that again?" "Well, I guess that I've probably done all the damage that I could. So 
I guess that one more time won't do any more harm." 
      We got back onto the bed, and I sucked on his penis enough to lubricate it 
and to make it hard again, and then he laid down on top of me. 
      As I was trying to get it in, we both realized that I was just too small, and 
that this position would be very uncomfortable for the both of us. 
      So he got up and sat on the love seat while I got my knees up on the love 
seat straddling him and managed to get his penis into me. This time it seemed to 
slide inside me so much easier now because I still had a lot of his seed still left 
inside me.
      Soon I was sitting on his lap with his penis buried all the way in me again. 
      Because I so loved the feelings that he was giving me, we just sat there for 
a long time as we both kissed and hugged. It felt so good that I could even feel 
those sexual feelings continue to build up very slowly inside of me, and as they 
kept getting greater and greater, I felt my body continue to shake more and more 
until I could hardly breathe again. 
      Then it happened! I heard myself squeal as I felt my whole body freeze 
up, and I felt like I was being held in the grip of a fantastic wonderful sexual 
climax that seemed to hold every muscle and nerve of my body in it's grip for a 
long while before it gradually released me again.
      As I recovered, I could still feel daddy slowly moving me up and down on 
his big penis. Because of all of the feelings he was giving me, I just automatically 
gave out a cry as I felt myself very swiftly move on back up into another orgasm 
just as wonderful as the last one. 
      As I started recover, I felt so happy that I even gave daddy little butterfly 
kisses all over his face until I felt that I just had to scream as I felt my whole body 
again being gripped by my next orgasm. I guess that I was frozen in its wonderful 
grip for almost a minute before it decided to release me again. 
      As I recovered, I, again, gave daddy more of those little butterfly kisses all 
over his face while I could feel my whole body just shake from all of the sexual 
excitement that I felt. 
      Then again I screamed as I felt that fantastic sexual grip come over me 
once more as I felt myself being frozen in its grip once more. Only this time, I felt 
him shoot his seed into me again, and I just sat frozen there as I felt him jab his 
big penis into me each time he shot his seed way up inside me. 
      As I came to, I felt myself being held against him in a sexual stupor by his 
strong arms, and he held me there for quite a while, even after his penis slipped 
back out of me. 
      Finally, as I perked up, he said, "Well princess, you've had quite a wild 
ride there. Did it feel as good as it looked?" "Oh daddy, oh yes yes. I don't care 
how many babies I have. I don't want you to stop doing that to me. Oh that was 
so wonderful." Then I gave him more of those butterfly kisses until he grabbed me 
and kissed me back.
      After we got cleaned up, we went to bed, and I cuddled up to him as 
usual, feeling his big warm naked body against mine with his arm squeezing 
around me. He felt so good that I just had to slide his hand down in-between my 
legs. He said, "I thought you had enough of that stuff for one evening." "Oh no 
daddy, just hold me please, hold me." I then squirmed and bucked as I laid on my 
back with my legs spread wide apart while I felt his big wonderful hand massage 
me all over my pussy. He even made my body shake again with sexual excitement 
as I kissed him and tried to put my arms all around him. I realized that my pussy 
was very wet, and I could feel his finger go in and out of my hole as the palm of 
his hand rubbed against the front of my pussy. Then I felt myself drift back into 
that familiar grip again as I felt my sexual feelings rise in me until I just had to 
scream as I felt myself being frozen up in its wonderful grip once more.
      I remember having three or four more of those wonderful orgasms before I 
finally passed out. 
      The next thing I remember was daddy shaking me awake and saying, "All 
right sleepyhead, are you going to sleep the morning away also." As I woke up, I 
grabbed his arm and had him hold me real tight for a while until we finally got up 
and got dressed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      As I sat down to have lunch, daddy came back home. 
      As he sat down to have lunch with me, I heard him say, "I have some 
good news. I went to a trusted doctor that I know, and he said that you can't get 
pregnant until you start menstruating." I asked, "What is that?" He replied, 
"That's when you lose an egg, and it's washed out. It happens every month in a 
woman. You have a place inside of you that holds a whole lot of eggs, and every 
month, one is placed so that it can be fertilized. If it doesn't get fertilized, then 
you have your period." 
      From his awful description of what was going to happen to me when I 
become a woman, I asked, "When is this awful event supposed to happen?" "He 
said that it depended on the girl; but usually somewhere around thirteen to 
sixteen." (This is in the seventeen hundreds.)
      I got up and went over to him and gave him a hug and said, "Wow, now 
we can have a whole lot of fun for a little while longer yet."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      One Sunday, daddy and I went for a drive into the country to have a 
picnic. We were riding in an enclosed cab with two horses and a driver. 
      It was a long drive and as there wasn't anything else to do except look out 
at the scenery, we soon got into fooling around and I noticed a bulge in his pants. 
I reached over and squeezed his bulge with my fingers and giggled. Then he 
reached down and put his hand way up underneath my petticoats, and as I 
squealed, I felt his hand go up in-between my legs, and I squealed some more and 
half-heartedly tried to fight him off. But then I felt his hand go in-between the 
split in my pantalets and onto my pussy, so I reached over and squeezed his bulge, 
and giggled, "Oh, you're a dirty old man you." He just laughed and replied, "And 
you, my dear, are a very sexy little princess." I gave him a hug as I enjoyed what 
his hand was doing to me. Then I asked, "What if someone should see us?" He 
replied, "They can't unless they come right up to the window and look in.
      As he continued to massage my pussy area through the split of my 
pantalets, I knew that I was getting wet down there, and I felt his finger even go 
into my hole. It was the weirdest feeling I ever had feeling daddy play with my 
pussy while we rode along in the carriage. But it felt so naughty, and I was 
getting really sexually excited. So I put my hand back on his bulge and rubbed it 
as he played with my pussy. Soon I heard him say, "How would you like to do it 
while we ride along?" "Oh, you are a dirty old man, aren't you? All right, I think 
that would be fun." 
      I watched as he slipped his pants down, then I managed to get myself on 
his lap facing him with my dress and all my petticoats, and pretty soon, I had his 
penis all the way into me. 
      I thought it was really a whole lot of fun to watch the scenery go by while 
we did it. It was such naughty fun that I had three real great orgasms before he 
finally shot his seed into me. After we got untangled, He used a handkerchief to 
wipe up the mess, and he managed to get his pants back up so that we would look 
proper again.
      We finally arrived at the place that he had picked out for us, and we had a 
wonderful picnic and even strolled around the area looking at all of the scenery 
before we headed back home. 
      On the way back, I got tired and fell asleep. All of a sudden, I felt a hand 
probing around my pussy. In retaliation, I grabbed his bulge. He took my fingers 
and showed me exactly how to squeeze it very slowly. Then he had me show him 
how to touch my pussy so that I would just feel real good. So we did that to each 
other all the way home, and that ate up the time real fast, and we were back home 
before I realized it. 
      Later that evening, daddy apologized for taking advantage of me. But I 
replied, "Oh that was so much fun doing it while I watched everyone go by, and 
on the way back, we made each other feel real good all the way back home. Oh 
daddy, you have no need to apologize. We both had a lot of fun."
      I couldn't go out without a pair of pantalets on because still being a 
prepubescent girl, my dress only came down just past my knees, and the pantalets 
had real frilly legs that came clear down to my ankles. I would have looked really 
very undressed without a pair on. 
      As I would get older, my dresses would eventually lengthen until they 
almost touched the floor.
      
CHAPTER 4

      As daddy and I continued on with our love affair, Martha had to accept 
the fact that it was not going to end, and would have to put up with it the best 
that she could. Daddy paid her well, and she knew what would happen if she 
quit. Many times, she caught me on daddy's lap with his hand under my dress. 
But she just looked the other way and went on about her business.
      I noticed that during my thirteenth year, my body started to change quite 
rapidly, and daddy and I realized that I was no longer just a little girl anymore 
because I was now very rapidly changing into a woman. We both watched as my 
breasts started to grow out, and soon, I was sprouting pubic hair, and my orgasms 
even became more intense. Except for the orgasms, I really didn't want to change. 
I wanted to stay the way I was so that daddy could do all sorts of good things 
with me, and we didn't have to worry about me having a baby. I didn't want to 
wear the full dresses that the women wore. I wanted to continue to wear the 
children's short dresses with the pantalets sticking out of the bottom of the dress. 
      But, alas, time does march on.
      It was on my fourteenth birthday, when that fateful day happened. We 
were in the middle of my birthday party when I felt something wet between my 
legs. I excused myself, and ran to Martha. We went into my bedroom, and she 
helped me get cleaned up. The pantalets that I was wearing were a bloody mess, 
and she said, "Well Mary, I guess that you have now joined the royal social order 
of adult women now." Then she helped me put some cloths under my pantalets to 
catch the blood, and said, "Now, you two will now have to be very careful from 
now on with what you do with each other. Just one false move and you will have 
a baby."  She then proceeded to tell me the best times of the month that we could 
do it with reasonable safety, and I thanked her for her concern.
      That night, I slept in my own room wearing pantalets to keep the cloths in 
place, and I even cried myself to sleep. I was so miserable that I almost wished 
that I would die. 
      Daddy came in and tried to comfort me. But I shrugged him off and 
bawled all the more. 
      For the entire time that I had my period. No one could even get near me, 
and they finally left me alone all to my very own miserable self.
      A day after it went away, I went back to daddy. But now sex seemed no 
longer fun for me. But I think he understood, and just cuddled with me. I knew 
that because of my misery, I was making him miserable also.
      It wasn't until after I was through with my second period that I let him do 
anything to me. We copulated for the first few days, and after that, I wouldn't let 
him put his penis inside of me anymore. So we went back to the sexual pleasures 
that we enjoyed before I had lost my hymen. 
      I knew that daddy certainly wasn't enjoying the sex that we had now as 
much as he did before. We even talked about it, and he soon realized that I was 
even more miserable about it than he was. But we both finally came to terms with 
it, and accepted it for what it was. 
      I was no longer a child - I was now a woman, so we continued to enjoy 
each other as best as we could. 
      But early in my fifteenth year, we got careless and it happened - I got 
pregnant. The doctor confirmed it. So, as to have a name for the baby, daddy 
arranged for us to get married. We both knew that this would happen one day, but 
time does very relentlessly march right on - stopping for no one. 
      It was a small private wedding. All that we had there was Martha and a 
few of his friends. He did let me pick out a wedding dress, and he purchased a 
huge diamond ring for me. He told the jeweler that he wanted a bigger diamond, 
but the jeweler said that this one was the biggest practical diamond that he would 
recommend me to wear. I realized from the size of the diamond in the ring that 
daddy still loved me.
      I was so glad that Martha attended the wedding. Ever since daddy 
brought me home, she has been like a mother to me, and although she didn't 
approve of our sexual adventures, she was there for me all the time anyway, just 
like a mother to give me practical advise when I needed it, and to help me grow 
up.
      When Martha's birthday came around, daddy and I held a huge party in 
her honor, we gave her many presents, and a few that were quite expensive. I 
guess she didn't quite realize just how much we appreciated her until the party. 
She just sat there, and cried and cried when we told her that she was just like a 
mother to me, and how much we appreciated her.
      I was almost sixteen when I gave birth to our first child. She was a girl, 
and I named her after my mother, Ruth. 
      From what Martha told me, it was an easy birth. But I thought that I was 
going to be literally ripped apart before she finally came out.
      Martha helped me to take care of her, and guided me in breast-feeding her, 
and all of the other important things that I needed to know.
      I let daddy hold her, and he thought that she was the cutest thing that ever 
happened. But I knew that daddy really preferred me the way I was as a child, so 
I told him that since he lost me to adulthood, he could do whatever he wanted 
with his daughter, as long as she was happy with it.
      
CHAPTER 5

      About a year later, daddy knew that Ruth was not going to be his only 
child, so we went looking for larger quarters for our beginning family. We were 
undecided whether to build a new house or to renovate an older one. We spent 
most of the summer looking and talking with architects. 
      We finally found suitable quarters that was conveniently located. It had a 
real big ballroom, ten bedrooms, servant's quarters for six, a carriage house, and a 
barn.
      We eventually got moved in and had to buy quite a bit more furniture to 
make it livable. We decided to furnish the rest of the house from estate sales and 
auctions.
      Along with Martha and the cook, we hired two other servants to keep the 
house looking nice because Martha had her hands full just looking after the baby 
and us. We also got a liveryman to tend to the carriages and the horses.
      We had just gotten our new house livable when I got pregnant again. I was 
near the end of my seventeenth year, when James, our son was born.
      I was twenty, when our third child was born. It was another girl, and I 
named her Martha after the dear woman that had spent most of her life looking 
after us.
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      Ruth was almost five, when I had just got through bathing her. Oh yes, 
our family was very clean. We all took baths almost twice a week whether we 
needed to or not. Most other people that we knew only bathed at most once a 
week to maybe only once a month. It took a lot of work to fill the tub with warm 
water and to empty it each time. Luckily, this house was built in such a way that 
that chore was fairly easy.
      Oh, yes, I had just got through bathing Ruth, when daddy walked in. I 
said, "Do you want to hold your lovely daughter?" I had just dried her, when 
Mike picked her up and put her on his lap. 
      Mike was very attentive to his children, and even played with them quite 
often. 
      I watched as Ruth put her arms around Mike, and he gave her a big hug, 
and asked, "How does it feel to be naked on your daddy's lap?" "Oooo, it feels 
real funny daddy, but I like it though." Then Mike gave her a few pokes, and she 
giggled. Then I watched as he ran his hand all over her body as she cuddled 
against him, really enjoying his touching. 
      Gradually his hand migrated down to her pussy, and I watched as she 
spread her small legs and allowed him to make her feel real good down there as 
she cuddled against him. They were that way for quite a while before Mike finally 
put her back down, and insisted on dressing her himself.
      At that moment, I knew that I had lost Mike to Ruth. Although he would 
continue to shower his attentions on me, I knew that I was going to gradually 
loose him to Ruth.
      Over the next few days, several times I observed Ruth on his lap all 
cuddled up to him while he had his hand underneath her dress.
      One day, as I was preparing to give Ruth a bath, I asked her if she would 
like daddy to bathe her. I saw her eyes light up as I heard her reply, "Oh yes, I 
want daddy to bathe me, that'll be lots of fun." Mike was in the other room and I 
said, "Your daughter would like you to bathe her. Do you want to do the 
honors?" "Sure, why not." I then watched as he walked into the bathroom and 
said, "How's my sweetie this morning. Do you want daddy to bathe you?" She 
giggled, and replied, "Oh yes, please daddy!" Mike got down on his knees and 
proceeded to bathe his little daughter as she giggled and laughed. Then she stood 
up so that he could bathe her bottom, and I watched her put her wet arms around 
his neck as he rubbed soap all over her little pussy and bottom, and she wouldn't 
let go of his neck for quite a while, until she was well satisfied.
      After he had dried her off, he asked her if she would like to have him kiss 
her on her other lips. I watched as she looked quite quizzically at him until he 
pointed to her pussy. She then giggled, and said, "Oooo, that sounds like fun." So 
Mike grabbed her up, took her into the bedroom, and plopped her down on the 
bed. 
      He then got down in-between her legs, and started kissing all around her 
vulva as I heard her giggle and squeal. Then she gradually fell silent as he worked 
his way into her crack. She just laid there with her eyes closed and her legs spread 
out as far as she could spread them as Mike worked the inside of her crack and 
clit over and over with his tongue. 
      He was there for quite a while before he finally lifted his head back up 
again. 
      But then I heard, "No no daddy, do it more." When he looked at the 
pleading face of his daughter, after a moment he got his head back down, and I 
watched as Ruth just closed her eyes again and smiled as she wiggled around 
while feeling her daddy's mouth and tongue all over against her pussy again. 
      As I watched the scene, it reminded me of that time many years ago when 
Mike first did that to me, and how I had loved it. I wished so much that I could 
somehow turn back the clock to those days again when he first rescued me. Oh 
they were so much fun.
      Finally, Mike lifted his head once more, and Ruth complained again. But 
then he said, "Ruth, my tongue feels like it's about to break off, and besides, 
you've had enough for one day. We can do that another time. All right?" Ruth 
looked very disappointed as she replied, "Well, all right daddy."
      Mike helped his little daughter get dressed. First, he put on her pantalets, 
then he got her petticoats on, and then slipped her dress down over her head. 
Then he brushed her hair, and afterwards gave her a kiss, and sent her on her way.
      Mike turned and looked at me and said, "I suppose you also want the 
same treatment." Without a word, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed. 
Then he lifted up all of my petticoats, got my pantalets down and off, and then 
proceeded to give my pussy the same treatment as he did our daughter. I moaned 
and soon went into an orgasm. After I recovered, he put my pantalets back on, 
and said, "How was that?" 
      I looked at him and decided that maybe he was still my daddy for a little 
while yet. I got off of the bed and gave him a good kiss just before I said, "You 
sure have your way with the women in this household, don't you."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
      Mike continued to bestow his attentions on Ruth, who was very receptive 
to her father's advances. It was only a few months later, when he had her sucking 
on his penis. Of course, he only had her do that to him when I wasn't available for 
sex, which was most of the time now anyway.
      I realized at the time that Ruth was his special daughter. He liked his son, 
James, and his other daughter, Martha, but they somehow just didn't get the 
special treatment from him that Ruth got, nor did they even realize that.
      As James and Martha got old enough to bathe themselves, we let them go 
ahead and bathe together in the tub. That way, the servants didn't have to empty 
and refill the tub so it was much more convenient that way. Of course, the kids 
loved to play in the water and I would leave them there for as long as they 
wanted.
      The two of them seemed very close to each other in both age and 
temperament, and they got along very well together.
      It was about four years after Martha was born, that I had my next child, 
Rebecca. Here I was only twenty-four, and I had four children already. At the 
rate that I was going, I was going to have a small town of children before I 
reached the age where I couldn't have babies anymore. 
      I now wanted some way to turn off the baby machine, so I talked to the 
doctor. He said that it was risky, but he knew of a surgeon that might help me. So 
I decided to put it off until I was really desperate.
      As I continued to think about it, I thought that it was either that or abstain 
from having sexual intercourse with my husband altogether, and of course, I 
didn't want to do that. I knew if I did that, Mike would give all of his attentions 
to Ruth; maybe even have her sleep with him just like we had done so many years 
ago. So, I decided to be just a little more careful for the present.
      
      Oh how time does fly. I wished that there was some way that I could slow 
it down, but I guess that there isn't. I guess, the best way is to just enjoy the 
moment while I can, and then cherish the memories of what had been.
      
CHAPTER 6

      Having finished my education, I was suffering from the dreariness of 
having four kids screaming through the house all day. 
      So remembering my plight just before Mike rescued me, I decided to have 
a visit to the orphanage that they had in our city. 
      While there, I found that it was a most dreadful place, and I really felt 
sorry for all of the children that they had there. This was most probably the place 
that I would have wound up in if Mike hadn't come along when he did on that 
fateful day. So I decided to talk to Mike about it.
      That evening, I told mike all about the orphanage, and I mentioned that it 
was the place that I would have eventually gone to if he hadn't come by on that 
fateful day. Then I asked him if there was some way that we could do something 
to improve the conditions there. 
      At this point, Mike was doing very well on his investments, so he thought 
that he could donate a sum of money to the orphanage, but it wasn't enough to 
make that big enough difference though. Then he suggested that we could hold a 
ball at our house, and see if we could raise more money that way. Our house was 
actually a mansion, and the ballroom could hold maybe about two hundred 
people. But we had used it very seldom because we were always way too busy 
with our own personal life to use it like we had first intended.
      So we held a series of balls that did raise a princely sum for the orphanage, 
and we were able to renovate, enlarge, and even hire more staff for the orphanage. 
I worked with the director to make sure that the children were all well taken care 
of, and worked with the police department to make sure that they would send 
those children in need to the orphanage, and not just let them wander around on 
the streets. We also started an adoption service to see that we could place some of 
the children into caring homes where they would be loved and taken care of.
      Because of my own childhood experience, I became very involved with 
the social welfare of the poor orphan children of our city.
      
CHAPTER 7

      I am still very concerned with my sexual relationship with Mike. I must 
admit that I am very jealous of Ruth and the way Mike dotes on her. She reminds 
me of when Mike first brought me home, and how we used to have a whole lot of 
sexual fun together. Oh how I longed for those happy days of long ago when I 
had Mike all to myself.
      I knew that my breasts were now of average size, and Mike always liked 
to play with them. He did like my trim womanly figure, and he still loves to have 
sexual intercourse with me whenever I can safely do it. But when it comes to oral 
sex Ruth is the one he goes to now. I believe it's because her pussy is real nice and 
hairless just the way mine used to be. Mine now has that awful big hairy bush all 
around it, and it is a very ghastly sight to look at. I guess Ruth reminded him of 
me when we first met, and he has been with her now as much as he can be.
      The other two, Martha and James, have eventually gotten to the point 
where I've even seen them touch each other in the tub. I guess that neither Mike 
nor I ever bothered to stop them from doing that because I realized from my own 
experience, it was really quite harmless and of course, a whole lot of fun.
      As time went on, I realized that they are now enjoying it more and more 
with each passing day, and I now thought that they were letting their sex play get 
a little out of hand. 
      All too soon they were no longer satisfied with just playing with each 
other in the bathtub. They now go into either of their bedrooms and get undressed 
during different times of the day. So, I had to limit them to the evenings just 
before bedtime. 
      Ruth taught them how to do oral, and they are now having more fun with 
each other than ever. 
      I really can't say too much about the sexual habits of the members of my 
family because I remember what Mike and I did together when I was just a little 
girl. I remembered that the enjoyment that I got out of our sexual relations seemed 
just out of this world, and because of that, I certainly didn't want to stop my own 
kids from having those same enjoyable experiences that both Mike and I had. 
      I really didn't care if it was morally right or wrong. I just remembered that 
after I got into it, I just couldn't do without it, and I remember how I would look 
forward to the evening when Martha went home, and we would hurriedly get 
undressed and have fun with each other. All I wanted was that the children enjoy 
themselves like I did, but keep it in the family. 
      
CHAPTER 8

      Both Mike and I loved to take tours on horseback, and as soon as the 
children were old enough to stay on a horse, we gave them riding lessons also. 
      Of course, Rebecca was still too young, and we left her with Martha. 
Saturdays was our day for riding and all of us, except Rebecca, would go out on 
our rides, and we'd have a picnic, and then we would ride back again. We taught 
the two girls how to ride sidesaddle, but when they were with us, they rode in a 
regular saddle. Of course I noticed that the girls liked to ride their horses in a 
certain cantor, and I knew just why they did that as it made them feel real good 
down there. Of course, Mike knew that secret also and would enjoy watching the 
girls get their jollies as we rode along. But, poor James, he didn't know what was 
going on, and missed out on observing all of the fun that the girls were having.
      One day, when Ruth was in the middle of her ninth year, we were coming 
off of a ride, when Ruth was complaining of a hurt between her legs. When we 
got home, I had her lift up her dress and I saw some blood on the crotch of her 
pantalets. I then had her take them off, and as I examined her vulva, I noticed 
that I could see her vagina, I knew that her hymen was now missing. 
      I really don't know why God made females so complicated, but we sure 
are. 
      After examining her, I realized that when Mike finds out about it, Ruth 
will have something else to enjoy, and I might even lose Mike altogether.
      Of course, Mike did find out a few of days later that Ruth was missing her 
hymen. So, he slowly introduced Ruth into the pleasures of sexual intercourse, 
and he was soon spending most of his evenings now in Ruth's bedroom. He only 
paid attention to my sexual desires during that time of the month that I felt it safe 
to have sex with him. He wouldn't even bother to touch me any more at any other 
time of the month because he now had Ruth to play with.
      I was now very jealous of Ruth, and getting very desperate sexually. I too, 
wanted a little romp in bed each evening, but I couldn't do it for fear of getting 
pregnant. 
      Here I was, still at the age when many girls were still courting, and I 
desperately needed to get my husband back. But then I didn't want to be a baby 
machine either, and I felt that I had enough children to love already. So, in 
desperation, I went go see the surgeon that my doctor had recommended. 
      I made an appointment, and when that fateful day came, He had me lie 
down on a table, and he stuck something up my vagina. It hurt quite a bit. Then, 
when he was through, he told me that I shouldn't have any more children. His fee 
was quite high, but I paid him and hoped for the best.
      Several days after the procedure, I told Mike what I had done. He started 
to pay more attention to me, but then, I realized that I still didn't feel very well, 
and I didn't know what was wrong until one morning, I was just too weak to get 
out of bed.
      He got the doctor in and he examined me and finally said that I had a 
terrible infection. He gave me something to take, and he came to examine me 
every day, but it just kept getting worse and worse.
      About a week later, I was lying in my bed with a very high fever while the 
doctor tried everything that he knew of to make me well again, but I still kept 
getting worse and worse until I was now almost delirious with the fever I had, 
and sweat was pouring from me. 
      But then it happened!
      I closed my eyes, and all of a sudden, I felt myself floating around the 
room and seeing Mike and all of my children huddled around my bed. A moment 
later, I saw a very bright light, and felt a hand grasp mine. I followed it, and then 
it was all over.
      
CHAPTER 9

      The funeral was a big one and there were several hundred people in 
attendance. Mary was buried at the local cemetery, and a great marble monument 
was ordered. When it was finished, it was placed over her grave. There were a lot 
of big monuments in the cemetery, but this was the biggest monument of all in the 
cemetery. It read:1707 - 1731. Mary Thomas, Beloved wife of Mike Thomas. 
Blessed Mother of Ruth, James, Martha, and Rebecca. She died because of a 
doctor's bungling.
      The whole family went into mourning over the loss of Mary. Mike quickly 
sought out the doctor that had done the operation, had a duel with him, and shot 
him dead. 
      Eventually, the family gradually returned to their normal routine.
      Martha and James went back to enjoying each other's bodies in the 
evenings. 
      Mike finally visited Ruth's bedroom again, and Ruth asked, "Daddy, 
when are you going to love me like you did before mother died?" 
      "How about tonight my little sexy princess."
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