Subject: Fantasizing About Kelly (MF, Mf, Mg, oral)
Author: BigB <bigb_0210@windstream.net>
Posted: Kelly pghpa_girl@yahoo.com
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Dear Kelly,
Steve is one LUCKY man!! I can imagine his common interests and his desires are
probably the same as mine. One very lucky man indeed. Your web pages weaken
the knees of mortal men and turn some to Jell-o. In reading some of the email
exchanges it is evident these men are in your control. You are truly a singular
woman of amazing gifts!
After reading your series of interviews with your mother and father I found
myself wondering if you are trying to find a relationship with a man that is
similar to the one you had with your father. Also, in the 'fantasies' there
seems to be a great deal of control that you exercise over the men that write to
you telling of their experiences with their daughters. The words they use,
'serve you' the 'tributes' they send to you. Is this an aspect of the
relationship with your fans that you enjoy?
Before I go on I must tell you my fantasy... having a long term loving
relationship with a young woman and young girl(s). The love of my life; this
young woman is intelligent bi exhibitionist with a never-ending sexual appetite.
I envision her being sexually open to exploring/sharing my love with young
girl(s). They must be intelligent, curious, slim bodied (petite) with no
development. You see I find more pleasure from seducing my lovers than taking
what is not mine to take.
Food for thought: she has followed me since she learned to walk. "I can do
that..." "I want to come along..." She is petite with platinum blonde hair
with smoky grey/blue eyes. Everywhere I go she is there. She grows but stays
small. She becomes a beautiful young sprig of a thing. She is old enough now
to know how to tease. She finds me alone and makes an excuse to cuddle saying,
"I'm cold..." Her body is too close and even at eight years old she is having
an affect on me. Does she know?
It starts innocently enough with a glimpse of her changing. She has left her
bedroom door open and she slowly walks from the bath to her room to change. She
knows... as I stand in the hall with my tongue hanging out I'm sure she knows.
The towel falls to the floor and she makes no movement to retrieve it. She
dresses in a simple pair of cotton white panties and a tee shirt.
I stumble down the hall to the family room and grab the blanket... she now
stands in the doorway, "I'm cold..." It starts. First the hands touching and
the fingers searching the soft smooth skin of her. Her breath is shallow and
soft. She is pressed into me and I struggle to keep my hands from shaking as I
explore the scent of soap and shampoo fill me. My hand finds her small waist
and down to the waistband of her panties. Her right leg moves over my left as
my mind is SCREAMING... and my pulse races. I have the top of her panties open
and my hand moves down to the soft hairless mound of her center. She is soooooo
soft and smooth. There is the slight hint of moisture between her folds. Her
breath continues shallow and slow.
She is 10 years old and the petting has continued with gentle kissing. She
wants more and I know it. "We can do anything we want except make babies..." I
struggle for sanity. Where is the boundary line? Why am I SO attracted to this
creature of overwhelming sexuality? Why does she embody everything I want?
What am I to do? I fight every instinct to 'seduce' this woman/child. I love
her but am confused by her at the same time...
Now for my thoughts about you...
I imagine you as a young gorgeous child bouncing around full of energy and
already having been exposed to nudity I imagine you as a 'sexual' person at a
very young age. At the age of eight years old I imagine you father watching you
wanting you and waiting for the moment when you will be his. His desires force
him to masturbate with your panties all the while imagining your smooth body
being opened and explored for the first time. I imagine him fucking your mother
and dreaming of the day when he can have his first taste of you. He dreams of
nothing but you. He sees you everyday and fights to maintain control of
himself.
You know he loves you and sense his warmth when he is near. You want to share
how you feel about him with him. Your mother sees it in your eyes and knows the
love because it is the same love she shares with her father. She knows the time
is close to open your eyes to him.
Bath time is a special event. His hands touching you feeling you and massaging
your firm young body. There is no other way to express the love you have for
someone in a non-sexual way than to wash their body. If done correctly it
becomes a test of wills to control the sexual urge boiling just under the
surface.
Time for bed... awhhhh the kiss good night. A right given to every father to
spend a quiet moment with the object of their desires. She is fresh, clean and
dressed in her favorite worn thin sleep shirt. No panties or bra to cover her
and when she is tucked in safe and sound her eyes look to you for that special
moment when electricity travels from your lips to hers. The conversation
lingers the hands probe under the covers and gently play over her soft skin.
On nights when you cannot sleep because of the monster in the closet you are
welcomed into our bed. You curl up next to me and I gently stroke your back to
comfort you. All the while hiding the raging hard-on that threatens to force
itself into your virgin body.
As a nine year old I imagine you lying in your bed thinking about what you saw
mom and I doing and pleasuring your small engorged clit and lips. The moist
lips long to be explored by a man that knows how to touch you. Your eyes are
shut tight as you imagine yourself under me as I thrust gently into you. Mother
is there to assure you and comfort you as well as join in the fun. You see she
craves you almost as much as I do. Family love is the most amazing gift we can
share.
Your body is starting to slender out and you are loosing the baby fat that once
hid your sex. Your mound is becoming more pronounced as are your lips and
gorgeous little butt. This is the time I imagine the true exploration of you
begins. The touching becomes more pronounced. The kissing lingers and tongues
touch and search the darkness. You have seen me and we share mutual admiration
of each others amazing bodies. You want more you need more. Your night dreams
cause a wetness between your legs and as you rub yourself at night you notice
the soft butterflies have turned to sharp pangs of electricity as you reach new
heights. You are ready.
I imagine you approach me in your flimsy worn through night shirt and the light
on the end table outlining your body to fill me with great expectation. You
move into my lap and snuggle as you gently reach your hand to my face to pull my
lips to yours. Mother is watching with a knowing smile and waits. I scoop you
up in my arms and carry you to our bed with no voice or sound uttered. You have
the most beautiful expression of child/girl/woman on your angelic face. Tonight
I am going to love you as no man will ever love you. For the first time...
I begin by kissing your beautiful eyes moving down to your cute nose and those
beautiful lips. The play begins in earnest. Your small tender arms pull me
down to you and I feel you beneath your night shirt. I raise you and mother
gently pull your night shirt from you. Nude and lying with your eyes wide open
arms out and legs slightly apart gives me pause. You are the most beautiful
creature I have ever seen. I gently trace a line from your lips to your
nipples. From your nipples to your mound. I linger in each spot long enough to
cause a physical response and move on. The inside of your thighs is warm and
soft. I trace a line down to your knees and back up not touch your soft warm
lips or clit. I can see the effect I am having on you. Your chest is rising
and falling in bursts now. Your eyes are open and then close only to open with
a glossy far away look in them. Mother has me in her hands stroking me slowly
and whispering in my ear, 'aren't you glad you waited for her to come to you?'
'She is ready for you now... take her and make her your own.' 'Love her as my
father loved me.' 'Make her a woman that will love you for the rest of her life
no matter who comes into it.'
I lay beside you and kiss you again. I pull you onto me and for the first time
you feel my manhood pressing into the skin just above your mound. The feelings
you are having are electrical shocks like the arc of electricity between two
terminals. Your body is hot and then cold. Goose bumps rise and fall on your
arms and legs. You are lost in a warm soft place with new smells and feelings
of me below you. I push you up to me and I feel my dick find that soft spot
just between your bottom and your pussy. It is with your mothers help as I hold
you with my eyes that she rubs me into you. Separating your folds and bringing
us closer to each other. You take a deep gasp of air as you feel the head of my
dick slide into you. Warmth and wetness... I let the air out of my lungs like
escaping gas from a high pressure tank. I feel your bottom tighten as I rub
you. Your mothers hand is pressing me deeper into you. I feel the blockade
inside you. I have reached as far as I can go without taking you from childhood
into womanhood. We kiss as mother pushes your little bottom down hard onto me.
I feel you open and you cringe for the pain is dreadful. I don't move I don't
breath I don't take my eyes from your beautiful face. You are mine.
I imagine you at the age of twelve years old. We are lovers; you, me and
mother. We share everything openly. Your body has developed but you are petite
and still my little girl/woman. You are everything I want and need. Our
lovemaking has developed into heated acts of passionate sex, gentle lovemaking
and coupling, exploration with others. You are your fathers daughter with an
appetite that matches my own. We devour each other morning noon and night. I
wait for you like a kid on Christmas morning opening the biggest present under
the tree.
This is the first installment of how I imagine you... God I'm hard! Time to
take another look at your picture and imagine.
BigB
PS:
I would LUV to share more of my thoughts with you... I have a question for you
first. Do the fathers ever send pics of their daughters? Erotic pics? Do
young girls contact you asking for advice on how to seduce their dad? Can you
share with me some of what they send you?
BigB - Fantasizing About Kelly