Subject: The Celebration of Debbie Wilson
Written by: Tom Clark <jwe1962@yahoo.com> <swifttom55@yahoo.com>
Submitted by: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
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Summary:
This started as a series of e-mails between Tom Clark and Jane Ward which eventually evolved into the complete story of how Tom started having incest with his daughter;s daughter - who also happened to be his own daughter. Later they shared these with me so I have assmebled them in sequence.
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Nov. 9, 2007
Hello Janie,
My name is Tom. I have only recently begun reading your letters to Kelly. I
find them especially interesting since so much of your experience compares well
with mine.
In brief let me begin by telling you that I am 52, I believe about the same as
your father. I have a daughter near your age named Donna. She is happily
married and has two lovely daughters, ages 14, and 11, and two rambunctious boys
ages 13 and 8. The 14 year old whose name is Debbie (Deborah) is mine, although
she doesn't know about that as yet. She has always known and loved Donna's
husband Mark as her daddy.
Now let me back up a little. My mother initiated me into sex when I was 15.
She stated that she wanted me to be confident and knowledgeable when I began
dating and possibly having sex with young girls. She taught me well, I am happy
to say.
As you can see above, I also have had sex with my daughter. And now my daughter
thinks it is time for her oldest to be "trained." Who and how has become the
question of the moment.
This is my incest experience in brief. If you are interested, I would be glad
to share more with you, since you have been so gracious to share so much of your
personal life with me. I say me rather than us, because as I read your letters,
I feel you are writing for me personally.
I would like to hear from you if you have the time and inclination.
Yours,
Tom
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Nov. 10, 2007
Hi Tom,
It is so nice to have new incest friends. It is so difficult trying NOT to say
certain things around other friends when you are so excited about what is
happening in your own life. So, please count me as one friend you can talk to
about anything. Anything at all.
Wow! Our lives do have some interesting parallels. You did notice in my
letters that my baby is from my father just like Donna is with you. And now you
have a lovely granddaughter/daughter who may be ready for sex. I am hoping that
my baby is a girl also, and in a few years down the road my father will be where
you are now. Amazing. I am not as unique as I had thought. But then this is
not something everyone talks about openly, so who knows how many there are out
there just like us. Of course if my baby is a boy, I have other plans in mind.
You may have read about that in my letters to Kelly. Have you written to Kelly
about her site?
When you said that the deflowering of this precious 14 year old has been the
topic of discussion as to who should be the one, I am assuming that you meant
you or Mark. Between you and Mark and Donna, can you tell me who is saying what
about which one?
Personally, I have been fantasizing about my husband Jerry being the one, if we
come to this situation. I am assuming that my daughter will come to love and
respect him as her wonderful father and would want him to be the one she would
always remember as her first. He is such a wonderful man, who I know will love
and cherish "our" daughter always. We girls tend to think like that. Many
girls are sorry later in life about who fucked her first, and how and where it
was done. In my case, it was good for me and I am not sorry for who it was, nor
how, but I would dearly love for it to have been my father. Kelly has expressed
that same regret a number of times. Our friend Sarah has also mentioned that.
Sarah's daughter Hannah has been blessed to have her new step-dad be the first
to fuck her, and she dearly loves the man. I think she will have beautiful
memories of that special event and that special man in her life. That is one
very special thing that can only happen once, and it should be beautiful. Not
in the back seat of a car with some boy that doesn't know what he is doing, and
may very well not even care what it means to the girl.
So, it is a very important decision for your precious young lady. The most
important consideration in my opinion is, what does Debbie want? Does Debbie
want to do this and who does she want to be her first man. That special man who
breaks her hymen and penetrates her body for the first time. It must be
beautiful for her. It must be someone who loves her very much. Unconditionally
if possible. And IT MUST BE WHAT DEBBIE WANTS. I am assuming that her mother
has been wise enough to be already giving good counsel to her. They need to
have a good open relationship for discussing all things, especially sexual
things. Another question. Has Debbie started into her periods yet. That just
recently happened with Sarah's oldest daughter, who is near the same age as
Debbie. If so, I am assuming that preventive measures are in the discussions as
well.
By the way, have you read any of Sarah's letters? I find her so exciting. And
her daughters are just fabulous.
Back to the matter of who. Try to tell me what you are all thinking and I will
tell you my thoughts.
So, write to me and tell me all this, plus more about you and your family's
experiences with incest. It has become a favorite topic of mine.
Write soon.
Your new incestuous friend,
Janie
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Nov.11, 2007
Dear Janie,
It was good to hear back from you. I also received a reply from your friend
Kelly. She asked me what you had written to me, so I forwarded your email to
her. I hope you don't mind. I thought that since you were such good friends
and share so much, that it would be alright. Please let me know if you feel
differently.
Where do I begin with what you asked about...
First I suppose would be to deal with the current matter, and then try to give
you a run down on our incest history.
Yes, Debbie has been into her periods for some time now. This, I think, is a
part of why she has been talking with her mother more and more about sex, and
losing her virginity. Donna reluctantly got her started on the pill recently,
due to the fear that her daughter might run into a situation where things could
get out of hand, especially with her current preoccupation with sex.
You asked who is saying what. Well, I am insisting that Mark, as her beloved
daddy, should be the one to lovingly deflower our young lady. That is, as you
put it so very well, IF SHE WANTS HIM TO. Her mother is trying to guide her in
that, but not coerce her in anyway. Just give her good advice, and let her
decide what she wants to do, and when she wants to do it, and with whom. I
can't see her wanting anyone else but Mark. She knows how he loves her, so
unconditionally. She loves him as much as any young girl could love her daddy.
She loves me as her doting grandfather, which I am.
Mark insists that I, as her real father should be the one to share this once in
a lifetime experience with our daughter. He maintains that he has another
younger daughters who is really his, with whom he will have that precious
opportunity. I say that is not the point. With that line of thinking, I told
him that I have already had that beautiful experience with my Donna. I told
them that the matter at hand is, WHAT IS BEST FOR DEBBIE , and WHAT DOES SHE
WANT.
Donna says that we are both such good lovers, that she would love to see either
of us teach her daughter the fine arts of making love. She does tend to lean
toward my line of thinking however. She tells Mark that since Debbie sees him
as the loving father that he has always been to her, that she would relish the
memory of him being the first man to make love to her. Then she will encourage
Debbie to let her grandfather add to that beautiful memory. Donna wants us both
to have her, and for Debbie to experience the joys of both of her daddies
fucking her. She says that if Debbie handles all of this well enough, then she
should be mature enough to handle learning who her real father is, and still
love Mark as her beloved daddy and her first lover.
Donna goes so far as to say that if it would not overwhelm the girl, she would
love for all of us to be together, with her assisting, as Mark deflowers her
daughter and then follow that soon after with a second loving from her
grandfather. Her first time would be to have both of her special men enter her,
one after the other.
As beautiful as that sounds, I am afraid she is right. That would surly
overwhelm this young lady. I want this to be the most beautiful experience she
will remember, until that ultimate time when her own husband makes love to her
for their first time. That should be the very best ever for her. I am only
trusting that the experience that Mark and Donna and I give her will aid her in
making that time the very best possible. Wouldn't it be marvelous if that young
man were trained in the arts of love by his loving mother as I was? What a
beautiful relationship that could make.
This young lady is so special to me that I have to be very careful not to show
favoritism toward her more than my other grandchildren. I do love them all, but
you can readily see the special connection that I have with our Debbie.
I'm sorry, but I think I had better wait and share our family history of incest
another time. This issue has me so absorbed that I don't think I could do
justice to that subject right now.
I hope this covers what you asked for in regards to our Debbie.
I trust you will let me know what you think. If you wish, you may certainly
share this with your friend Kelly if she wants. She seems to be a very special
person, and quite involved in incest as well. She might also have some input
about Debbie. There may certainly be things that the three of us are not
considering and you may have suggestions. We would appreciate anything. As you
are well aware, we cannot discuss this subject with just any of our friends.
I have only read a small portion of your friend Sarah's letters. I find them
little disturbing. Very, very stimulating, but just a little disturbing. I
hope that all works out well for her and her family. I will try to read more of
hers and Kelly's writings, but. first I want to read straight though yours, to
get a better picture of you and your experience with incest. Your father and
your new husband are very fortunate men indeed. Very fortunate. As much as I
am with my Donna, my loving daughter and mother of my precious daughter Debbie.
I would love to hear from you again.
Your friend,
Tom
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Nov. 12, 2007
Hi Tom,
Well, Tom, I think your daughter has a pretty level head on her shoulders. I'm
going to have to do it again. Probably a pretty head on her level shoulders
too. Sorry.
Anyway. What I would love to see if I could and I would suggest, if you think
Debbie can handle it, is Donna's idea. The one where the four of you make this
a beautiful ceremony. What could be a more beautiful memory for a girl than to
have her own dear mother give guidance and reassurance and lovingly help her as
her daddy and her granddaddy together initiate her into the wonderful world of
womanhood. The two men in her life who she knows love her more than any other
man could, except the one she will someday find, fall madly in love with, and
marry. If her mother gently explains it to her along that line, using her own
words, not mine, it may just work magic in her young mind. If my mother had
been there to do that with me, my whole life would have been so much better, not
just these last few months of it. It would be worth approaching her along that
line. Then get Debbie's reaction to it. She might reject the idea all
together. Then, again, she might swoon with amazement over the beauty of the
possibilities.
Since Debbie is already anxious to get involved with sex, another scenario to
consider might be to instill the desire for her daddies within Debbie, by
allowing her to observe her mother making love with both of these wonderful men.
If beautifully done, how could she not want that for herself, with those same
men who love her so much.
If you read my letters you will see that I have, just in these last few months,
seduced both my father and my mother's father. It has been so beautiful, I
could only wish that I had been blessed with their love making much sooner in my
life, especially if they could have been my first. Had my wonderful mother not
died in an accident when I was twelve, I believe she would have guided me much
like Donna is doing with her precious daughter. My earlier life could have been
so much better. I would most likely have been spared that tragic mistake of my
first marriage and divorce before my twentieth birthday. And I would not have
suffered those awful twelve years of being turned off with sex, until that
wonderful night when I finally seduced my loving father. I found that he had
wanted me as much as I had wanted him all those wasted years.
Of course, I am a die hard romantic, so it might not work at all. There is
always the remote possibility that she might not be accepting of the whole idea
of her daddy or her granddaddy fucking her at all. You have to be ready for
that bit of rejection. I expect that is very, very unlikely, but you and Mark
should be ready to handle it and show your love and support for her in what ever
decision she makes.
Remember, above all THIS IS FOR DEBBIE. It must be her decision. It must be
beautiful in her mind's eye. The whole idea is to make it a wonderful memory
for her for the rest of her life. One thing is central...Debbie. Debbie's
desires. Debbie's wishes. Debbie's dreams. What Debbie would like to remember
for the rest of her life about her first time. This is an experience that will
affect how she makes love with any man in her future.
I would advise listening to your first daughter. Remember, she has been where
little Debbie is now. Do you remember how you handled it with her? Sure you
do. What could you have done to make that a better experience for Donna? You
did something right. It shows in that she still loves you so much, Daddy. So
much that she wants you to have an important part in one of her own daughter's
most important memories. You must have given Donna such a beautiful memory.
Would Donna possibly like to communicate with me. I would love to hear from
her. And if this all goes well, I would dearly love to get Debbie to tell me
about it in her own words.
Keep me posted.
Love,
Janie
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Nov. 13, 2007
Dear Janie,
Thanks for your fine reply.
I have discussed your suggestions with Donna and Mark. Donna likes the way you
suggest using her idea and making this a kind of ceremony, celebrating Debbie.
Mark finally went along with it as it began to sink in with him. Then he began
to get excited about it.
Donna has come up with what seems like some good avenues to approach Debbie with
this idea.
We will keep you posted. I'm sure you would appreciate that.
Yours,
Tom
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Nov. 14, 2007
Hello again Janie,
Just a quick update you might like to hear.
Donna talked with Debbie and Debbie got so excited about the idea that she
wanted to do it right then. Her mother said it was a school night and they
would have to wait until Friday evening to do it right. Besides her grandfather
was not there at the time to do his part.
So Friday night is to be the "Celebration of Debbie."
Write soon.
Tom
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Nov.21, 2007
Hi Tom,
Just a quick note. Don't mean to rush you, but I do hope you are still going to
share something about the Celebration of Debbie with me.
I hope all is going well there. And I especially hope that Debbie is alright
with all this after it has all had time to sink in with her. That was an
awesome step she took. She must be very special, and not just to you.
Love,
Janie
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Subject: The Celebration of Debbie
Well, Janie, the celebration was a success. Our Debbie was fantastic. She was
marvelous. She was beautiful. I could go on and no with superlatives until
there were no more and then start all over.
Above all, she is my daughter and my granddaughter and I love her so dearly, and
will always remember the beautiful time I made love to her for the first time.
Her second lover and in the same evening. What a wonderful celebration that
was. She is so beautiful. Or did I say that already. Well it's worth
repeating over and over again.
I think you want to hear a detailed run down of what actually happened. First,
I did mention to Donna that you would like to hear from her. She said she would
try, so I gave her your address.
I found myself wishing her grandmother was here to share this with us. She said
that too much audience might not be good for Debbie, but maybe she could get to
watch her another time. So, she offered to keep the younger ones at our house.
There certainly should not be any chance that thy might stumble upon the
activities of the celebration.
The time had arrived. There was soft gently music playing in the background
somewhere...or was it only in my mind. Either way, it set a special mood.
Debbie was nervously anxious for her big moment. She stood before us and let
her mother remove her clothing, a bit ceremoniously. What a beautiful sight to
behold. When she was standing proudly naked before us with the biggest smile I
have ever seen, Mark began to take his clothes off. Debbie's eyes were glued to
him as he revealed more and more of his body, until she could see the object of
her desire standing out as if reaching for her. The naked man standing before
her was what you girls would call a hunk, I'm sure. I was glad to see that she
would have that much more as a part of her sweet memories of her first time.
Her mother told her, "Debbie, Sweetheart, first you need to get familiar with
daddy's cock and become comfortable with it. Come touch it. Take it in your
hands and feel it as it hardens even more, and remember it is hardening because
of you, because of the way you look, because of your touch, because he wants you
so very much. Caress it and begin to stroke it lovingly in your hands."
She was so beautiful as she experienced a man's cock for the first time. Her
daddy's cock. One of two men who she knows love her so unconditionally. One of
two men she knows will never hurt her. One of two men she knows will be
bringing wondrous new thrills to her virgin body this very night. One of two
men who will open new worlds for her.
Donna: "Now, Debbie I want you to bring your mouth close to his cock and and
let him feel your warm breath, and breath in the scent of your man. Now reach
out with your tongue and touch it gently to its head. Lick it and savor it for
a moment getting used to its feel. Then when you are ready, take it into your
mouth and do what ever comes natural to you." With that Donna moved away. She
came over and stood beside me and I put my arm around her and hugged her to me,
as we watched our beautiful daughter together. Our little girl was sucking a
cock. That same cock would soon be penetrating her virgin body.
Donna went back to Debbie as she removed that cock from her mouth, and took her
to the bed. "Are you ready, Honey?"
"Yes, Mother. I'm ready for my daddy to take my virginity. Please, Daddy,
please fuck me. I want you to be my first man." A tear began to well up in my
eye.
With that Mark moved to the bed and leaned down to kiss her, and began to caress
her lovely young body. Such beautiful, flawless skin that I ached to touch for
myself. And soon I would. He kissed the nipples on those gently rounded young
breasts as his big hand roamed down to her pubic area. He caressed that little
mound, and then moved his hand between her legs to separate them. As he knelt
on the bed between those lovely young legs, Donna took his cock into her hand,
and then into her mouth for a moment before guiding it to the entrance to little
Debbie's body. She caressed that delicate flower of a pussy with one hand as
with the other she brought her husband's cock to the folds of those tender lips
and held him until Mark slowly and gently, lovingly pressed into her. I saw the
grimace of pain on her beautiful face as she let out a small cry. He pressed on
in and then he pulled back, then in and out again and there was the tell tail
blood. Our little Debbie was no longer a virgin. The initial pain subsided and
she began to smile. "Oh, yes, Daddy. Oh, yes. You feel so good in me."
"Oh, my sweet precious Debbie. I love you. Thank you for giving me your most
precious gift, Sweetheart." And he began to stroke slowly in and out. He
withdrew and just looked down at her, then entered her again. She began moving
in unison with his strokes as they made wonderful sweet love together. Daddy
and daughter.
I was glad to see that he had the staying power to hold off his own orgasm until
Debbie's little body began to shudder with her first climax from a man fucking
her. Then he could hold it no longer and we could tell he was filling her young
body with all that he had. Donna and I smiled at each other and she stretched
up to kiss me, then we turn out attention back to our daughter.
Mark pulled out and rolled over beside her and held her lovingly.
"Thank you, Daddy. Thank you for loving me so much. Thank you for making me a
woman." Debbie was so beautiful as she lay there in the afterglow of that first
grown up orgasm.
After she had relaxed for awhile, Donna lead her into the bathroom to clean up.
When they came back into the bedroom, Debbie came straight to me and took my
hands in hers and looked up into my eyes and said, "Granddaddy, will you fuck
me now too. I want you so much." And she began opening my belt and pants. She
pushed my pants to the floor as she knelt before me and took my cock in her
little hands and then into her warm loving mouth. She sucked on me for a while
before she stood and holding my hand started for the bed. She lay back on the
bed and I could only stand there in absolute amazement, feasting my eyes on this
lovely creature. My little granddaughter. My Daughter's daughter. My
daughter.
I leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. A kiss just a little less
grandfatherly than any we had shared before. A kiss that revealed the sensual
desire within each of us. I broke the kiss and raised up, looking down into her
smiling face with those glowing eyes, and my old hands began to explore tender
young flesh. The feel of that special young skin was so wonderful to my old
hands. I looked at each new area of flesh that I touched and then back into her
smiling eyes. And I remembered her mother, so young and tender and sweet and
precious. As my hands found those gentle mounds of her budding young breasts,
my fingers thrilled to the hardness of those delicate nipples, and I saw her
eyes close as she drew in a deep breath. Was she thrilled at my sensual touch?
As if she heard the question in my mind, "Oh, yes, Granddaddy, that feels so
good." And with that I leaned down and kissed one and then the other, before
taking one into my mouth and sucking on it, my tongue playing all over it.
Flicking at it. That brought delightful moans, and a delightful series of
yeses. And then I moved to the other little tittie, where I licked, dragging
the coarseness of my tongue across it and bringing more moans. And I drew it
into my mouth and suck on that one as I had the other.
My hands began exploring new areas of tender young flesh, as I trailed kisses
down from her breasts, across her navel and her smooth young belly and stopped
just above he little pubic mound. I looked up at her smiling face as my hands
caressed gently down her long slender, gently curved legs. I caressed her feet
and leaned down to kiss the tops of her feet and began to trail kisses up one
leg and when I reached her upper thigh, I noticed a slight tightening of her
body as if in anticipation. Then I started at the other foot and trailed kisses
once again up the lovely delicate flesh of that leg also. This time when I
reached her upper thigh, the anticipation was definitely there, as was my own,
and I looked toward her face just before trailing my tongue lovingly across
those tender young lips. I thrilled to the shudder she gave and then I pressed
my tongue between the folds of those delicious lips and discovered their opening
before slipping gently upward over her hardening clitoris. Discovering that
delicate creature for the first time, I began to lick it over and over, sucking
and licking on it. Soon I felt her body in the throes of an orgasm, and I
thrilled to the feel of what was happening with her young body.
As her climax was subsiding, I moved up over her and looked into her precious
smiling face with her eyes closed. Then I lowered my body and pressed my
hardened cock head at her door. Her eyes opened and she smiled up at me and
said, "Yes, Granddaddy. Fuck me. Fuck me please." With that I entered into
the heavenly fold of my beautiful little daughter's body. What an enormous
thrill. After a few strokes, I pressed in all the way, and held my body rigid,
pressed tightly against hers, my cock buried deep inside her. I held it like
that for a moment, before resuming my in and out thrusts. My lustful thrusts
into my own daughter. Then the enormity of it hit me. I was fucking my
daughter's daughter, who was also my daughter. She was moving with me now, her
excited body joining mine, as we thrust together. Suddenly I was over the edge,
I was cumming in my little girl and she let out a little cry over and over and I
realized that she was into another orgasm also. I lay there with my spent body
on top of hers, for just a special moment before I raised up and pulled out of
her, smiling into her smiling face. I kissed her lips before moving down to
kiss her delightfully juicy pussy, which I just had to lick gently once more.
With that, I stood up and looked down at the most beautiful young woman. Yes,
woman. We had celebrated our Debbie's entry into womanhood. The young woman
sat up and took my softened cock into her mouth and sucked on it, cleaning our
mingled juices from me. Yes, our young woman was learning fast to be a
fantastic woman.
After we cleaned up, we sat around talking for some time, and then Debbie looked
at her mother and asked, "Mother, can they fuck me again?" Donna's face was
beaming as she looked at Mark and I. We did and she went through at least two,
if not three more orgasms. She asked that we not cum in her pussy this time,
she wanted to taste us both. She wanted to take our cum in her mouth and
swallow it all, like she had heard some of the girls at school talking about.
Only a few of them would do that, and it sounded like it was the most special,
and she wanted to be the best, and she wanted to do it with her special men.
She is the best.
My little girl. Our little woman.
Sincerely,
Tom
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From: Thomas Clark <swifttom55@yahoo.com>
To: Janie Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Cc: Kelly Wells <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Tuesday, December 18, 2007 7:16:07 AM
Subject: News
Ladies,
I hope you don't mind if I write to both of you together this one time.
There is just one special thing to write about. Donna has told Debbie that I am
her real father. That wonderful young lady has accepted this startling
revelation and is adjusting very well with it.
Donna said she would be writing about the experience so, I will leave the
details for her to pass on. They are hers to tell anyway. I am just so
excited. And especially with the way Debbie conveyed to us her feelings about
her new knowledge. She is so beautiful, in body, mind and character. This
opens up a whole new relationship between us, even though it must still be kept
between us.
If you have not heard from Donna, please let me know.
Yours,
Tom
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From: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
To: Kelly Wells <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Thursday, December 20, 2007 1:21:33 AM
Subject: Fw: More about Debbie
Hi Kelly,
Here is that letter from Donna. She emailed me that it would be alright.
I cried when I first read it. Of course it touches me more than some would be,
as I have this to look forward to down the road a ways.
More to tell you, but I wanted to get this to you.
Love you,
Janie
----- Forwarded Message ----
From: Donna Wilson <donnadoll2@hotmail.com>
To: Janie Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Sent: Sunday, December 16, 2007 3:34:18 PM
Subject: More about Debbie
Janie, I am so sorry to be so long getting back to you. You must have thought
that I had decided not to write to you at all. There has been a lot of
excitement around here lately. I won't go into all of it but there is one
aspect of it that I know you will be interested in. You asked about it already.
I think it was the main thing in your list of questions.
Debbie had been asking about her other grandfather, Mark's Dad. She told me
that her granddaddy (mine) has always been so very special and very close to
her, and she is so glad that we included him in her celebration and that he has
fucked her several times since then. Well she kept pressing me for the reason
that her other grandfather, she calls him Grandpa Jim, was not included too.
Why doesn't he get to fuck her? I let it go on for several days before I
finally decided that it was time. So I told Mark and Daddy that it was time for
her to know.
Dad was here on afternoon recently and he and Mark were in the den talking. I
took Debbie into the living room and told her that there was something very
special I needed to tell her. I told her that it was something that she needed
to know, but that we did not think she was old enough and mature enough to hear
until now. I told her that she has been accepting this thing with her having
sex with her daddies so very well and handling it so maturely, I believed she
should know now. She had just asked me again about her Grandpa Jim fucking her.
So I told her that there was one very special difference between her two
grandfathers. They both love her very much, and she said that she knew they
did, and especially her granddaddy. They were always so close. I told her,
"Debbie, Sweetheart, your granddaddy is not just your granddaddy. He is your
real father. He is the one who got me pregnant with you. And I love him for it
and hope you will too. He gave the most precious gift I could ever have. You.
Mark married me knowing about that and he has loved you and raised you as his
own. He will always feel that way about you and I hope that your love for him
will not change either." She sat there silent and just staring at me, but she
didn't seem to be looking at me. So I continued. "We all felt that you should
be of an age and maturity to think this through and able to develop your own
feelings about it before we told you. I am sorry to have had to keep such a
secret from you for all these years, but I do believe it was the best thing for
you. Now we feel you are ready to know and work out your own feelings about
it." I gave her a moment and she was still silent. "Both of your daddies love
you so unconditionally, so completely, each in their own special way. I hope
your love for each of them will not change, except to love them both even more.
I love you, Sweetheart. We love you, Debbie."
She got up slowly and went to the door of the den and looked in from the
doorway. She stood there looking at both of those special men for a few minutes
without saying a word. Then she bolted for the back door, and I knew where she
was going. Her granddaddy had built her a back yard playhouse years ago and she
still like to go there to be alone sometimes. We let her go and be alone. I
went in and fell beside my dad with my arms holding on to him and I cried. No
one spoke for the longest time.
We were still in the den and had hardly moved or spoken until we heard the back
door. Debbie came into the den and looked from one of us to the other, her eyes
moving back and forth between us. Then I stood up and she came rushing into my
arms and hugged me so tightly. We were both crying now. When she broke our
hug, she looked first at Dad, and then at Mark and she ran to him and said,
"Daddy, I love you. Thank you for loving me so much. Will you fuck me?" She
took his hand and he stood up and she backed to the couch leading him as she
looked into his eyes. They slowly undressed and made love right there. When
they had settled down after a good climax for each of them, she excused herself
for a moment, and return after freshening up. She went straight to Dad, and
took his hands in hers and looked up into his eyes and said, "Father, I love
you. Thank you for loving me so much. Will you make love to me now?" And
there on the same couch she and her father made such beautiful love together.
It was so beautiful that I wanted to join them, but knew this was such a special
time for the two of them.
So there it is, Janie. I hope when it comes your time that this experience will
help you. Our Debbie handled it all so very well. I hope your child will too,
when the time comes. By the way, do you know yet if you have a boy or a girl?
I almost asked if "it" was a boy or girl. I hate when people refer to an unborn
baby as "it." That is a real person in there, and deserves all the respect that
anyone else does. I have had three in there and they were all so special from
the very beginning.
I still have your list of questions, and I do intend to answer them, but please
allow me to deal with those at another time. This all has me a bit touched
right now.
I would like to hear from you again. I think we sisters-in-spirit have a lot
like this to share with one another.
Donna
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From: Donna Wilson <donnadoll2@hotmail.com>
To: Jane Ward <daddyluvsjanie@yahoo.com>
Sent: Tuesday, December 18, 2007 8:32:49 AM
Subject: RE: Your letter
Thank you for your nice comments, Janie.
She really is all that we have told you about. My other children are special
too, each in their own way. As you readily know there is one thing very special
about Debbie. And she is growing into such a wonderful, and beautiful young
lady.
Yes, Janie, I suppose it would be alright to share anything I write to you with
your friend Kelly.
More later.
Donna
Tom Clark - The Celebration of Debbie