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Kaylee Discovers Her Step-father
by Bugman (address withheld)

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At age ten, Kaylee teases her step-father and he takes advantage 
of her friendship at the playhouse she and her mother built. (Mg, 
extreme-ped, 1st)

***

Walking from the kitchen after washing the bowel that she'd eaten 
her Corn Flakes from and the glass she used for the fresh squeezed 
orange juice. Not only Kaylee wash and dry the dishes she used for 
her own morning meal, she washed the electric fly pan her mother 
used to prepare bacon and eggs for her self and husband. My step-
father was the only soul saving grace she ever got in this world. 
Yet my mother never told me the story of my father.

J. Thomas Durst, and the 'J' was really Josh, but after law school 
the ego of this man like all the other attorneys who believe they 
need to stop using the name given them by their parents. Nope, 
thereafter they used only the initial of their first name and 
become known by their middle name. I figured this out when I was 
only seven years old. Had I been living in the older times 'J" 
would've been referred to as a 'pompous ass' and rightly so.

He never mistreated me directly, but many times ignored my 
presence. Because of his control over my mother and her loving the 
high income he made and the money opened up her social position in 
life and community. My mother would tell me, "Kaylee, you are only 
imagining that happened. You must learn to accept Thomas as he 
provides for us very well."

Eventually I built an invisible wall so there was no need to see, 
hear or even notice Thomas was around me. This worked well until 
the day he discovered me swimming nude in the creek. Never in my 
wildest young dreams could I have foreseen the change that would 
occur between the two of us. Although I was young and hadn't even 
started to enter puberty as far as I knew, my sexual orientation 
made a major leap forward that memorable day.

The place where I liked to play and swim was in a shallow pool of 
water in the creek and only reached as high as my knees. Yet the 
depth of the water permitted me to swim a little and I loved to 
float on my back and let the water carry me down stream.

My mother and I hauled several old wood boards on my Flyer Wagon 
to my favorite place to play. Between us we used the hammer and 
saw from the tool building. There was a metal container with 
various sizes of nails we used to nail the boards onto the larger 
wood pieces my mother called 2x4's. 

After nearly two weeks of our working on the play house I had a 
nice little house built between and attached to three trees. My 
triangle shaped play-house was fun to be in and when it rained I 
could play in my house. My mother had affixed a piece of plastic 
over the door way that I rolled up when it wasn't raining. I would 
leave the flap open if the wind wasn't blowing the rain inside 
through the door. This permitted me to watch the rain, but if it 
raining in, I simply let flap down and I was snug in my little 
play house.

My mother installed small windows in two sides of the play house 
and this let light inside when I had the flap down. There was a 
small round kerosene stove I could light to provide heat in my 
little place on Earth when the weather was cold.

For nearly two summers I had been enjoying my play house and one 
day to my dismay saw my step-father walking toward the only 
private place where I could escape him. That day my step-father 
discovered me floating nude in the creek and he stood looking at 
me while holding his fishing rod and gear. 

How long he stood by the stream I have no idea. Yet his seeing me 
naked didn't alarm me so I continued floating and waited to see if 
he would great me in some way. Yet the man who controlled my 
mother and me never spoke for a long time, nor tells me to get out 
of the water and get dressed.

When he did neither, I could see Thomas was starring at me and I 
realized he was looking at me sex thing. Telling myself, "Okay Mr. 
J. Thomas Durst let's see if you are a pervert or whatever."

Watching my step-father I knew he was enjoying viewing my nudity 
and I slowly allowed my legs to open in natural like way. Moving 
my legs in such a way there could be no doubt he was looking 
between my legs and feasting his eyes on my little sex. Allowing 
my left hand to drop into the water, it acted like a boat rudder 
and turned me so my legs were pointing directly at the creek bank. 
The water moved me until I was less than two feet from where 
Thomas stood.

Thomas didn't move or speak, but I saw him open his stance to make 
it more comfortable to stand and observe me. My eyes watched his 
face and I swear it seemed his face tighten until I noted his lips 
part. After perhaps five minutes and we remained as we were I 
asked, "Come on and get in with me and we can play - wouldn't you 
like to with me?"

Somehow in my mind I understood my comment was sexual in nature 
and wiggled my finger at him as an invitation to his joining me in 
the water. Thinking to myself, "So what can I do get my step-
father to get naked and get in the water with me?"

The look on Thomas' face showed how much he was studying my nudity 
and he broke his silence, but only replied to my invite by saying, 
"Uh, well…"

Knowing if I told my mother Thomas watched me swimming nude and 
never left where I was, she would be very upset. With a smile on 
my face I continued spreading my legs as much as I could and 
remain floating. I could hear my step-father breathing heavy. Oh 
yeah, my dear step-father, this is one time you aren't ignoring 
me… and I can see you like starring at my little sex thing peeking 
out from between my legs and returning your stares.

Still smiling as my legs were as wide apart as they would spread, 
I asked in a silly voice, "Why are you looking between my legs. 
Gee I hope mother doesn't get upset with me when I tell her you 
were standing and looking at me as I swam in the creek."

When his face turned red and I saw his arms became jerky like, I 
laughed and said, "Don't worry daddy, I'd never tell as she would 
likely spank my butt, or make you spank it for her."

"Kaylee that is very nice that you won't tell that I stood and 
watched you swimming for a few moments, sweetheart… yes that's 
nice of you. I like you Kaylee and wish, no want us to be friends. 
What can I do so we are always happy with each other," and I noted 
the smile return to his face after hearing I wouldn't say anything 
to my mother about his watching and studying my little sex thing.

Finally I spoke in a melodious and softly lyrical voice that was 
as articulate as a nine year old could speak. Asking my step-
father, "Daddy won't you swim with me? Please daddy come swim with 
me."

Thomas had insisted I call him daddy when he and my mother 
married. I was a preconscious child from the time I learned to 
read at the age of five. Realizing my step-father liked seeing me 
naked and I wanted him in the water with me, I said in the voice 
I'd used only moments before, "Dear daddy, the water is cool and 
refreshing. Having you swim with me would be so nice. Gee daddy, 
do you know this is the first time we have ever been alone. I feel 
honored that you've come to my favorite place to play. Where is 
mother; out shopping?"

His voice seemed strained as he replied and I knew my nudity was 
something he enjoyed as his eyes were now fixed intently between 
my legs and on my sex as my legs were completely open to his 
lustful view. 

"Y-yes, your mother is shopping and thought I'd fish for a while. 
So this is the play-house you and your mother built, huh. Would 
you like me to make a door for you? Perhaps the electrician could 
run a line from the house and down to here. That way you can have 
your television and radio here, and you and I will go shopping and 
purchase you a small refrigerator" This was said I understood to 
appease me and keep me from saying anything to my mother about 
Thomas looking at me nude. Plus I wanted to see him naked as well.

"Oh daddy that would be fabulous! So why aren't you coming in and 
swim with me daddy? Pretty please daddy, take of your silly 
clothes off and swim with me." I watched as Thomas put his fishing 
gear on the ground and kicked off his sandals. My eyes took in his 
removing his club style shirt and his shorts and he was down to 
his boxer style underwear. Laughing as I saw his boxers, I said to 
him, "You have that silly dog on you underpants… that's so funny 
daddy."

"Sweetheart I don't have a swimming suit with me. Guess I will 
need to swim in my under shorts. Is that a problem, honey?" he 
asked, but his fingers were in the waist band of his shorts.

Hearing my father again say the endearing terms, 'sweetheart and 
honey' caught me by surprise and enough so I lost my ability to 
stay floating and ending up standing in the water. Looking at my 
step-father I saw he was now only in his boxer shorts. I knew 
enough about males and females to understand he had what is called 
an erection.

Seeing this made me want to view the real thing so I softly told 
my step-father, "Heck fire daddy, just swim nude like me. Mother 
will never know if you don't tell her… so get those silly things 
off and jump in with me."

Before my nine year old eyes was my step-father nude and his thing 
was pointing straight out from his body. Gee whiz I thought, that 
thing must be a foot long and it looked so thick it was 
frightening to look at. 

Once I had heard my mother telling one of her friends, "Molly, I'm 
telling you my husband has the biggest dong I've ever seen or had 
in me. Once I measured it and it's slightly over eleven inches 
long and two and a half inches across. It is huge and sometimes I 
can only take it for a short time before I make him stop until my 
body settles down enough to let him back up inside me."

Mother's friend Molly laughed and replied, "Gee Julia… let me 
borrow him for a night - I will send Bobby over and you can have 
his five inches all night long." I listened as Molly laughing told 
my mother, "Just remember three minutes is his max time. How long 
does Thomas last?"

"Heck Molly, the first time can be anywhere from five to eight 
minutes I guess. But on his second or third time around he might 
last fifteen minutes. Once on a cruise, hey, just remember the 
time we all went to the Bahamas together? Anyway on the second 
night aboard the ship he rode me for thirty-five minutes and I 
know because we timed how long he did me."

My mother then told Molly, "Man was Thomas really hot for sex that 
night after we enjoyed the champagne midnight dinner and as we 
were walking to our cabin Thomas informed me, "Tonight my darling 
Julia you are going to get the longest and best fuck of your 
life."

"Did you?" Molly asked my mother.

My mother laughed really hard as she informed her friend, "I'm 
telling you Molly my body felt like he bruised ever place inside 
and also on the outside of my body. Thomas had bent me double and 
I recall my toes were touching the bed besides my head and it was 
very difficult to have my legs bent back along the side of body 
and my feet past my head at times."

"How I wish I could explore sex like that," Molly said in a 
breathless voice.

Mother then said, "One time that night I was on my side with my 
legs in a scissor like position and Thomas had them split so far 
apart that even the next night I had trouble dancing. Do you 
remember teasing me and saying, you must have had some wild sex 
last night dear Julia, if you the disco dance queen doesn't want 
to hit the dance floor?"

I remember seeing my mother's friend get a funny look on her face 
and then she said, "Hell yes I remember. My dear husband even 
remarked when you were trying to dance during the dinner good-
night dance, "My hubby said to me, your friend Julia must have 
been fucked to death by Thomas' big dick last night. Hell look at 
her, she can hardly take a step. Did you know her husband is known 
as 'King Dong' at the clubs?"

Now I was viewing what I had heard described by mother and her 
friend Molly. Wow I thought in knowing it was an exceptionally big 
thing between my step-father's legs and it must make women happy. 
I tried to determine how such a huge thing could get inside my 
mother's sex thing. Next I tried to determine what it would be 
like if my step-father attempted putting it inside me.

From what little I knew from washing my thing and wiping it with 
'TP' after using the bathroom there was only a tiny little slit 
between my legs. And I knew the tiny hole like in the center of it 
didn't my finger in me when I washed it with the end of my finger.

When I was standing in the water and watched my step-father move 
toward me I looked at his thing and all the hair around it. Thomas 
has lots of hair on his chest and even more above his thing. Even 
his legs had considerable hair on them. Moving to stand in front 
of Thomas, I reached out and hugged him and asked, "Pick me up and 
hold me, please daddy?

At the time I was nine years old and my mother measured me every 6 
months, and she last measured me on my birthday and I stood five1 
inches high. I felt like a giant had picked me up as my step-
father stands six feet five inches and is all muscles and weighs 
two hundred-five pounds. So when he was holding me I felt very 
small.

My step-father didn't speak as his hands reached out and caught my 
sides and picked me up. Thomas did it so my body slid upward 
against his. For a brief moment in time I felt his thing bump 
between my legs. Then it was somehow rubbing against my sex. 
Feeling his big thing against my sex for even the shortest of time 
was really great and made me want him to touch me even more.

After a few minutes Thomas allowed his big thing to press in such 
a way it struck directly between my legs. I could feel it resting 
tightly against the lips of my sex. Oh that felt exciting as I was 
pulled against Thomas' chest and I loved feeling all the hair on 
his chest against my own.

The hair on his body even tickled my tummy. Something told me to 
wiggle my body and it would make Thomas' big thing rub against 
mine and perhaps fit in the edge between the small fatty like lips 
on each side of my tiny slit. I discovered if I pushed just right 
so the top of my thing was bumping and rubbing against Thomas' 
thing it feel even better. For another five minutes or so I rubbed 
and scrunched my body so I could feel his thing against mine. 

After a few minutes my step-father let me slide down his body and 
with my legs on each side of his body I felt his thing pressed 
against my nine year old sex when he let me slide down his body. 
Before I was in a position to let my legs from around Thomas' 
body, I hugged him really tightly in my small arms. 

To my surprise I humped the center area between my legs so the big 
thing of my step-father was pointing out and the end seemed to 
actually push my little slit and the fat end of the thing was 
trying to get inside me. It kind of hurt, but more like my sex was 
being stretched apart and made me wonder if it would cause me 
injury and my thing would spit apart. Suddenly the feeling became 
exciting as I felt my step-father's long round thing pressing at 
the top of my little slit.

"Oh wow, Thomas has his thing against mine," and as I felt and 
thought of what was occurring I wiggled my sex so it moved against 
the end of his big fat thing. I wondered and somehow understood 
this was kind of having sex. Yeah I thought, this is what I'd 
heard my mother and her friend Molly speaking about. However I 
knew to have sex it would be necessary for Thomas push his thing 
up inside my sex and in my tummy.

For perhaps another couple minutes I giggled my sex against 
Thomas's large thing and I felt what seemed like it spreading my 
sex lips apart and was again slightly inside the outer edges of my 
little thing. After a short time Thomas pressed my sex extremely 
tight against his own. I felt what seemed like his thing was 
pushing my sex open even more than before. Suddenly I heard Thomas 
moan in a deep voice, "Ugh Kaylee honey, oh my… no, I can't be… oh 
honey don't get upset… ugh - ugh. Oh hell yes!"

As he spoke I felt Thomas move his body so it shoved upward and 
felt my thing get wet, very wet - and the wetness seemed slimy and 
what must have been four times that something made my thing get 
really wet. What or how it did it I wasn't certain, but I 
understood my sex was made wet by Thomas' big thing. In a short 
while Thomas set down in the water and was still holding me in his 
arms and my sex thing was still against the big thing between my 
step-father's legs.

Neither of us spoke until finally I heard my step-father tell me, 
"You have become such a lovely young girl… perhaps it's time we 
two become better friends and do things together. You know next 
week I have to go to D.C. and your mother must attend the meeting 
in Saint Louis. We planned on your staying with your Aunt Jasmine 
while we both had to travel. Perhaps I could take you with me and 
we could visit all the neat tourists' places in Washington. Would 
you like that honey?"

"Wow daddy - does that mean we can go to the White House and visit 
the President and First Lady? Would they invite us for dinner, huh 
daddy? I asked and listened as he busted up laughing.

Perhaps another ten or fifteen minutes passed as my step-father 
and I spoke to each other and I watched as his thing was again 
pointing out from his bdoy. I looked at the thing that had spread 
me open and I knew the fat end must have been almost inside my 
body. What I didn't understand was my thing was starting to tingle 
as it had when Thomas had rubbed his fat thing up and down my 
little slit.

Moving until I was standing up against my step-father and I kind 
of jumped up so I could hold his big hard thing between my legs. 
My sex was pressed tight against it as I wiggled my body so I 
could feel 'daddy' rubbing between my legs. In moments my step-
father held me and carried me to the creek bank where the grass 
was short and soft. Placing me on my back, I looked up as Thomas 
lay over me, but kept his large body off me.

Suddenly he was using his hand to rub the end between my legs and 
I wasn't exactly certain what he meant when he stated in kind of a 
question, "Okay… where is your little hole… don't you have a tiny 
little opening down there… you did before when I rubbed against 
you?"

Suddenly I felt Thomas push between the tiny smooth lips of my 
thing and I felt him once again spreading me open like he had 
previously in the water. This time seemed different and suddenly 
he was pushing me open more than before and this time when the 
sensation of being torn between my legs started, I knew he was 
going to hurt me if he pushed any harder. "No daddy Thomas that 
hurts! Oh gee stop," I cried out as I felt the complete end of his 
thing spread me open and stick up inside my sex.

"Work you sweet little butt up and down with me honey… move up and 
down sweetie. Let me push my cock up your cunt… oh hell you are so 
tight Kaylee. You like this Kaylee?" he asked as he had finally 
lodged at least an inch of his cock up inside his step-daugher and 
that was in addition to the fat head of his cock.

Her sex felt like it was being ripped apart as a sudden blinding 
light flashed across her brain as her hymen was split and ripped 
from inside her sex. Kaylee cried out, "Nooooo, oh stopppp!" and 
as she cried out from the pain of her virginity being spit apart 
the young girl passed out from the fearsome pain. When she became 
conscious once again, she was lying with her legs spread open and 
held apart by Thomas and she could feel his thing must be 
completely buried up inside her tummy.

"Fuck me Kaylee… move you little hips for me. Work your pussy up 
and down on my cock… come on baby fuck me," Thomas was asking his 
step-daughter as his large cock that even his wife had trouble 
taking at times was stroking completely into and back out of the 
young pussy.

For another twenty minutes the young girl felt her ten year old 
body torn apart and ravaged by the large thing her stop-father had 
sticking from his body and now shoved up inside her tiny sex. Her 
tears rolled down her checks as she cried from the pain and she 
was begging Thomas to take his thing from her body. For the young 
girl she couldn't have been happy when he finally stopped shoving 
back and forth in her body, but then she felt him jab his think 
into her with an inhuman shove as she understood he must be making 
her wet once more. Unknown to Kaylee her step-father was buried so 
deep in her body he was passed her cervix.

Thomas carred her while he still had his cock in her sex into the 
water. After they were standing in a deeper pool of water and up 
to his waist, Thomas finally pulled his cock from her ten year old 
sex and this permitted the bloody mess to wash down the creek so 
she wouldn't see how much she was bleeding. His eyes took in the 
redness of her torn cherry and he loved knowing he had busted the 
little shit of a girl wide open. For several minutes he stood in 
the water and then used his fingers to clean out her sex. 

After a half hour or so Kaylee was standing alone in the water. In 
a short time she reached down between then and could feel 
something slimy like on her sex. Then Thomas carried me to the 
shallow place and sat down in the water with Kaylee on his lap.

When I had my hand between us it was against my step-father's big 
thing and he moved me from his lap. Looking down I could see 
Thomas' thing was covered with the same slimy stuff. Guess we need 
to wash off before heading back to the house. Once we are home we 
can shower and get dressed and we will go shopping for your tree 
house.

While showering Kaylee couldn't get over how much her little thing 
hurt. Then she could hear the phone ringing and Thomas answering 
the phone in his and mother's master bedroom. When he was done 
speaking on the phone he shouted, "Kaylee, hurry up and finish 
your shower and get dressed as we have to go to the hospital, your 
mother was in a wreck."

