Warning: lots of underage sex (Mg, inc) coming up. All fiction and
fantasy, of course. If you do not like that, do not read it... and
certainly do not do it at home. Feedback welcome: anonanyx@gmail.com

Special thanks to my co-author J.J.

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THE JENNY AND CARL LETTERS

PART I


jen ran home from school. she was so excited to get to her computer.
she had a new pen pal. his name was Carl. she didn't know a lot about
him they just started writing and she liked all the nice things he
said about her.

he asked her for a picture but she told him that she wouldn't send one
right now. she remembered that her mom told her not to talk with
strangers. but this was on line. it was safe. as long as he didn't
know who she was. and where she lived. so she told him to wait and
maybe if she got to know him better she would tell him more about
herself.

right now all she told him was her name "jen" and that she was only
13. she had a boy friend but they had never even held hands or even
kissed. (that is why she liked talking to Carl, he talked to her like
an adult who was experienced)

she told him that she was from arizona and he said he was too but she
wouldn't tell him what city she lived in. he said it was okay he
wanted her to feel safe.
the email read.
jen, i enjoyed talking with you last night on line. i am glad we
started talking because now i cant stop thinking about you and it
makes me smile when i think of you. i like smiling. i like thinking
about you. i know you wont send me a picture of you yet but that is
cool. i know that in my mnd you are so cute it is beyond belief. and
when you do send me one if you do it will only prove that my mind
didn't make you as pretty as you really are.
you said that you were only 13, that is a perfect age. i remember
being 13. it is the age of new beginnings. you get to see everything
for the first time. you get to feel everything for the first time.
you told me that you haven't kissed your boy friend yet, have you ever
kissed a boy? i know i shouldn't ask this but have you ever let a boy
touch you?
i wish i was there i would teach you to kiss. the first kiss is
supposed to be the best one ever. make sure that it is with a boy that
you will want to remember for the rest of your life. because you will
remember it for the rest of your life.
love hugs and kisses Carl.
she got all warm reading it. she didn't know what it was but it made
her smile when he said that he wanted to teach her to kiss. she closed
her eyes and thought about what it would be like.
dear Carl,
no i have never kissed any boy and i never let a boy touch me where
they aren't allowed too.
were you 13 when you got your first kiss?
i wish you were here too. i want to know what it is like to kiss a
boy, really kiss him, there isn't one in my school that i want to
remember all my life. so i guess i will wait till i meet the right
boy.
you never did tell me how old you were. you talk like you are a little
older then me. it is okay that you are older. it isn't like we will
ever meet. and my parents wont know that i am talking with a older boy
on line. are you in college?
love jenny
she pushed send and then waited for the reply. it seemed to take for
ever but it only took 3 minutes.

he was waiting for her mail. getting an email from her put a smile on
his face. and he had been at the computer for over an hour waiting for
her to get home from school. he knew she was too young for him but he
didn't care. she was fun to talk too.

*

his heart was pounding in his throat when he read what she wrote "i
wish you were too". a 13-year old saying THAT to him! how he ached to
be with her too! to see her, hold her, actually teach her things she
wanted to experience... and being that person who gave her her first
real kiss... that special kisds she would always remember... that
special person.

of course, jen had no idea how old he was. for all she knew, she could
be talking to a teen boy, a college or uni guy. how would she react if
she knew he was actually 40. old enough to be her father! hell, his
own daughter was of that age! since the divorce he sort of lost
contact with her, even if they only lived a couple of miles away. but
she was still his daughter, a young kid, merely a child. and now here
he was... talking to a 'young kid' online about... kissing and
touching!

and the fact was that this talk was making him incredibly horny.
seeing an email from 'jen' appear in his inbox made his dick hard,
instantly. no matter what she wrote, even the most innocent words
excited him. it was the thought of having a conversation with such a
young girl that was exhilirating. her innocence, her openness and
frankness... yes, her desire to talk about these things. curious,
eager to learn... willing to do and say things she never did or said
before in her life. and willing to share these new feelings with an
older person.

"it is okay that you're older", she wrote. he decided to be as open as
she was and tell her the truth. after all, what good could come from
him telling her he was an 19-year old college boy who liked younger
girls? it could give her the wrong impression; allowing her to develop
a crush for him; raising a her hopes for a real relationship perhaps,
a meeting... and the coming-out after... crashing down to earth when
he would have to tell her the truth. no, it was best if he told her
right now.

dear jen,
i hope that what i'm about to say won't freak you out, but i'm
actually much, much older than you. i'm 40. i know, this may come as a
shock. "eeeeeewww, an old guy! like i'm talking to dad! eww eww, go
away!" might be your reaction. and if that's the case, i will leave
you alone. but, in the short time we've been writing to each other,
i've started to really like you. talking to you is refreshing, fun and
- i admit - exciting for me. and reading your words about you wishing
i was there with you, telling you how to kiss... maybe showing you how
to kiss... really makes me feel good and warm inside. i know you're
young - very young - and i am an adult man who's old enough to be your
dad, but talking to you makes my skin tingle all over, sweet jen. i
hope you don't think that's wrong. i don't think it is. if two people
get along like we do and have fun being together, how could that be
wrong? if i write to you that imagine you being a very beautiful,
young girl - no doubt in my mind that you are :) - whom i'd like to
hold in my arms, cuddle, stroking your hair... kissing your hair, your
cheeks and nose, your neck... your lips, and how i imagine you kissing
me back, your mouth opening... our tongues meeting... how could that
possibly be wrong,  baby? it's not that we are actually doing it, or
planning to do it, is it? they're only words... words that build up a
fantasy. an exciting world of make-belief. a fairytale living in both
our minds. i can only hope you are willing to live and love in that
fantasy world with me. are you, jen?
love,
your fairytale friend,
Carl

when he pressed the send button, he was already anxious for her reply.
he could imagine her, in her room or in school, opening her email
program and reading his message. would she be as excited as he was
when he got an email from her? would she dream about him giving her
that first kiss?

oh boy, this girl was already getting to him. she was... special. he
could feel it. now, don't fall in love with her, Carl, he told
himself. do not fall for her. this is an impossible - and even
illegal! - relationship. she's 13. you're 40. do not fall in love with
her.

but already he felt that he... was.

 *

Dear Carl,

this is fun, i love talking with you. it is okay that you are 40. my
dad is 40 too. but i cant picture him ever talking to me like you do.
when he looks at me all he sees is a little snot nosed kid. when i
talk with you, you make me feel like i am important.

i am not sure if i can see me kissing you. but it would be nice to
have someone teach me how to do it so that when a boy i like asks me
to kiss him i can do it with out feeling embarrassed. maybe it should
be someone like you that teaches me. that way i  can make mistakes and
not get all sorried about what the guy will think.

you said you have a daughter my age, do you know if she is kissing
boys yet? maybe some day if she is i could meet her and she can tell
me about it.

you are divorced? i am sorry to hear that you are alone. do you get to
see you daughter a lot? my parents are divorced too. i guess that kind
of stuff goes around a lot. i dont see my dad as often as i want. i
think my mom uses me as a tool to get what she wants from him. i get
to go over to his appartment once a month for a weekend only. i love
my dad he is nicer then my mom.

i cant talk to him about this stuff, i am glad we are friends so i can
talk to you. now that i know you are old and you know i am young do
you think it is weird talking about this kind of stuff?

my boy friend asked me to meet him this weekend at the movies. i want
too but it is my weekend with my dad. do you think i should ask my dad
if i can go to the movies or should i wait till i know what to do when
he trys to kiss me?

XOXOX with all my love Jenny, friends forever? XOXOX

jenny couldn't believe that this was a man. older... old. 40 omg. but
it was fun and she liked the rush she got when she read his letters.
he never judged her or talked down to her.

just knowing that he was the same age as her dad made her feel all
excited. she really didn't understand why but she like the feeling.

she reached out and pushed send she had a big smile on her face. she
knew that she would be checking her email every 5 minutes until he
replied.


*

while she was waiting for a response she read the letter for the 20th
time, she was feeling that burning feeling in the pit of her tummy. it
made her feel goofy. like she was in trouble but a good trouble. she
was warm all over. and the things she was feeling in her privates. wow
she could feel her heart beat all the way down there. it made her want
to touch herself. but she wasnt sure how or even what to do.

she had to write him again. she needed him to know what his word meant
to her. he needed to know what they made her feel.

Dear Carl

when i read your letter again i kept reading this over and over. i can
almost feel it happening. this part of it made me feel extra special.
I just wanted you to know that.i dont care that you are older. i dont
care that i am only 13. when i talk to you i feel the same age as you.
13 or 40 who know, maybe it is somewhere in between.

i would love to live with you in this fantasy world. i want to feel
you do all those things to me. my mouth is watering just thinking
about what it would be like if you tried to kiss me. i close my eyes
and i can feel your lips on mine. they burn.

 *

when he opened his inbox and that he had two messages of 'Jen' that
morning, his heart jumped. he skipped over all the work-related stuff
and spam to read hers first of all. his mouth went dry reading her
words. he could imagine her writing these mails, getting excited
herself, maybe even moist between the legs. oh man! she actually wrote
that she WANTED him to do these things to her! and her words sounded
so very convincing, so very REAL. he had scoured the many social
networks on the internet ever since the divorce, always on the look
out for younger girls, to chat with, to have sexy fun with... but with
most it was just some dirty talk, a quick jerk-off from his part and
some 'oooooohs' and 'aaahs' and 'im cumming' from their part.
meaningless cybersex. probably 80% of the 'girls' he had been talking
too were fakes. maybe 40-year old guys just luike him, getting off on
playing a girl. not that he'd ever had any intentions of starting a
relationship with any of these girls. or even a friendship.

jen... jennifer was different. right from the start. right from the
very first words she wrote him, he felt a trust between them. a truth
in what she said, in feelings. a familiar feeling as well. maybe it
was also her home situation (divorced parents, difficult relationship
with her dad, etc.) which reminded him of his own similar situation so
much, that he could relate to so well. like she was his own
daughter... but without the 'family barrier', without the age
difference.

that was it! it was like having a deep and serious conversation with
his daughter (which they had... if and when he saw her), but there in
the end always the father-daughter relation remained. he was the
parent, she was the child, indifferent of her age. with jen that
barrier didn't exist. she was right: they WERE talking on the same
level! they understood each other.

proof of that was that she was perfectly willing to step into this
'fantasy world' with him. when he had written the words, he'd felt
that only he would understand the true meaning; that this would be too
far out there for a 13-year old. but it wasn't! she totally GOT him!
from the first word, to the last.

of course, he couldn't deny the sexual aspect. come on, seeing a
13-year old lolita write that she wanted to be kissed by you, that her
lips burned for him, certainly set his loins afire. he could almost
taste her young lips, her little, uncertain tongue touching his; he
could almost feel her still developing body trembing against his when
he pulled her close to him.

he was falling in love with this girl. that was clear. reading that
she was making plans to go out with her boyfriend this weekend, made
him jealous. he didn't want her to go off with some boy... kissing
him. stealing HIS kiss. he wanted her to come to HIS house... where he
could hold her in his arms, kiss her in the neck, kiss her lips...
embrace passionately, taking each other's clothes off and ending up in
his bed having sex... no, making love... unfolding her like a delicate
virginal flower and induct her in the art of love between a man and a
woman.

sweet jen,
i'm so happy to receive another mail from. i thought... with the age
thing, you know... you might not want to talk to me anymore. but here
you are... making me happy with every single sweet word that comes
from your lips. lips i ache to kiss, jen. really i do. i wake up every
morning, and the first thing i do is rush over to my computer to see
if i have any messages from you.

that he then goes for a shower, and closing his eyes and imagining her
and him together, naked, having sex in his bed, in her bed... while
bringing himself to a blindening climax, he doesn't write. not now.
not yet.

i absorb every word you write. i envision you writing them... thinking
of me. maybe you're still in pjs when you write them in your room,
wearing nothing but those flimsy nighties; maybe you're in school,
properly dressed in school outfit... but still your mind is elsewhere.
your mind is with me, in our fairytale world, where we are... lovers?
dare i say that, dear jen? an older experienced man, gentle and tender
with his inexperienced young lover... inquisitive and curious...
exploring his body. inviting him to explore hers... that's how i feel
and think about you, jen. far away, but yet so nearby... you.

reading your words about not going to see your dad and instead going
out to the movies, broke my heart a little, jen. not because i'm
jealous. of course not. but because it made me think of my little
girl, my daughter. i would be devastated to learn she would skip one
of the weekends she's supposed to come to me for a movie and a
hamburger. very coincidentally she's coming to stay this weekend (i'm
picking her up from school later today and she will be with me til i
drop her off at  her mom's house on sunday - i won't be able to write
you this weekend, so you know). i hope you reconsider and DO go to
your dad's. you will make him ever so happy. believe me. i know.

while writing this, it dawned on him that he could be 'saying' the
exact same words to his own daughter. being the same age as jen, she
could be having a boyfriend, making plans to kiss him or... more. he
shivered at the thought.

the sudden thought of having jen come over and stay the weekend,
instead of his daughter, caused a whole bunch of different shivers to
electrify his body and groin. imagining her entering his house,
showing her the kitchen, the bathroom, the guest room... or his own
bed room? would they be able to resist going in immediately and......?
stop it!

oh, how wonderful it would be, jen... if you and my daughter were
school friends and you BOTH stayed here. there's plenty of room, you
know. i have a guest room. or... would you rather sleep in my room?
well... 'sleep'. i'm being naughty, aren't i, jen? ah... a man can
only dream...

so, i DO hope you go to your dad's, making him happy... and me knowing
that you're in safe hands...

...and not in some pimpy teen horndog's...

...and maybe, in your bed at night, letting your thoughts drift...
towards me... my lips that would kiss you... my hands that would
caress you...

bye for now, my young fairytale lover. dream of me, like i will dream of you.

ps if you have email over at your dad's house, feel free to send me
message. i will not be able to reply (with my girl here, i couldn't
concentrate well enough, if you know what i mean ;), but it would make
me very happy to hear from you.

he hit 'send'


*

Dear Carl,

Dad is still asleep. i couldn't answer yesterday cause he picked me up
from school and then i didn't want to risk checking my email while he
was in the same room. i know that is silly but what if he asks what i
am reading. i could lie to him and tell him it was junk mail. but i
dont like lying to my dad.

as you see i didn't go to the movies. i wanted to and thought about
going for a long time. but in the end i couldn't come up with a story
for mom to let me stay home and go and i didn't want to hurt my dad's
feelings cause i dont get to see him often enough.

oh did i tell you that the boy asked me to go some other time. he
didn't get mad or nothing. so that is good. i thought he would be all
mad about me not going.

you are so funny, i am in my jamies but they are not old flimsy they
are just normal jamies. pink and lacy.

i dreamed about you last night, is that weird? it started out that i
was at the movies with my friends then i met up with that boy and we
were watching the movie then he tried to hold my hand. when i pulled
my hand away he said something to me, i didn't understand what he said
so when i looked up at him it was an older man. and i thought in my
dreams that it must be you. i couldn't be sure cause i dont know what
you look like. i couldn't be sure but i know it wasn't the boy i was
with. i got this warm feeling all over when he reached for my hand and
i let him take it. then i woke up.

oh oh i hear my dad getting up so i better get off the computer. it
will be monday before i can answer your next letter but i will be
thinking about you and what i want to say to you. i will tell you all
about my weekend.

Love you lots and lots jenny

jenny pushed send just as the den door opened. her dad walked over to
the computer as the mail left the screen. she reached up and shut the
internet off and opened her homework assignment. he noticed the
homework and asked her if she needed any help. she told him no and
that she was almost finished with it. "Just give me a minute and i
will fix you breakfast" she said.


 *

hi jenny,

i just got up and i simply HAD to check my email to see if i got a
message of you. i'm very happy to see that i have. i haven't got much
time. my daughter is fixing breakfast right now. when she calls, i
have to go. and i probably won't be back til this evening. i'm not
sure yet what she and i will be doing today, but i can't expect her to
stay in all day with her old dad. she'll want to go out somewhere. the
mall, maybe a movie... ha! it'll be just like in your dream: an older
man and a young girl sitting in the dark in a movie theater :) i won't
be taking her hand though (i doubt if she would let me)... but i would
take yours... quietly, slowly... searching for it in the dark...
brushing over your knee, your thigh... until i found it... and i would
be so happy and excited when i would feel you're not pulling it away
or resisting, but letting me take it. your fingers closing around
mine, holding tight, squeezing it during the romantic scenes of the
movie... i'm pretty sure i would bring your hand to my lips and kiss
it. your finger tips, the back of your hand.... you had a dream of me,
dear jenny... now i will dream of this all day long.

my daughter called. twice already. i must go. but know that you're in
my thoughts. always. oh i wish it were monday and you could write me
back. that's actually not nice of me. not nice towards my daughter, i
mean. saying i would rather spend my time with you than being with
her... but still... i think it's the truth.

must go. must go.

lots and lots of kisses on your sweet lips, jenny.

ps i'm glad you didn't go out with that boy. it's even a relief. i
don't know if you understand. i hope you do.

he quickly sent the email and shut down the computer. walking down the
stairs he thought of jenny in her jammies, she called them. pink and
lacy. didn't his daughter have a pair like that? he smiled. teen
girls... they all liked pink, didn't they? they were all so alike, in
manners and behavior. yesterday, after they got home from school, he
could see how anxious she was to go on the computer, to check her
facebook or msn or whatever for new messages (a boy after all?), but
clearly did't want him to be around while she would be reading them.
they're all the same. they're young girls, exploring the possibilities
of life... and love.

the smell of fresh coffee filled his nose. hmmmmmm....


 *

Dear Carl,

today was the best day i have had in a long long time. dad took me to
the mall and he let me pick out the cutest outfit and he bought it for
me.

he never said a word about how short it was or that it made me look
older. and he even let me buy some make up. and then we went out to
eat and a really fancy place. he let me order anything i wanted.

while we were at the mall that boy from school saw me and came over to
say hi. dad seemed to like him. but after he left dad kept asking me
if he was my boyfriend. i got all red and told him not yet. but i
wanted him to be. dad told me to take it slow and not rush it. it
would make the boy like me longer if i dont show that i like him too
fast. isn't that funny. but i am going to do what dad said. it
couldn't hurt, right?

dad said that i can wear my new outfit tomorrow when he takes me to
church. did i tell you it was really really short. i cant believe that
he is going to let me wear it to church. i really dont think mom will
let me ever wear it again. so i think i will leave it at dad's place
and wear it when i go to visit him again.

oh oh i didn't tell you, dad said he talked mom into letting me go on
vacation with him this summer. just him and me. i cant wait. it will
be so cool. i cant wait. you know i think my dad is really cool. i
dont remember him this cool before. i love living with him. i wish i
could live with him all the time.

i am going to bed right now and i wanted you to know that i plan to
dream about you and me at the movies again. and i plan to have a good
time at the movies. so i hope your dreams are like mine.

dad asked me if i had a boyfriend and i told him no but he said i act
like i do. then he asked me if the boy from the mall was my boyfriend.
i told him no. i wanted to tell him all about you. but i think he
would have been freaked out if i did. "what do you mean you are
talking to a 40 year old man on line? he must be a pervert." i dont
think you are a pervert and i dont want him to call you one so i
didn't tell him about you. i hope it is okay with you that i didn't
tell him.

kisses from you little jenny dream of me too.

jenny had knots in her tummy. she loved the time she spent with dad
but she felt like she was cheating on Carl. and when she talked with
Carl she felt like she should be spending time with dad. oh well. come
monday morning she would be home and then she could devote all her
time to Carl. she thought about him all the time. it was so weird. she
just couldn't stop thinking about him.

she crawled into bed and closed her eyes. even though she didn't know
what chisr looked like she pictured the most handsomest man in the
world. there they sat in the theater jenny in her new outfit. and him
so handsome right next to her. as they watched the movie chis reached
out and took her hand. and he didn't let go. she let him hold it
through the whole movie. the dream went on and on ........ she fell
into a deep sleep with the biggest smile on her face.

PART II: Dad and Jenny/Krystle


he read jenny's mail 5 times. the mall, the dress, the fancy
restaurant, the boy, the talk with her mom about summer vacation... it
was... it was like... she was describing his OWN afternoon with HIS
daughter! even details about what he said to her about the boy... and
that she could wear her dress to church. it was really way too short
for such a young girl, but sh'd looked really good in it, and he could
still see the surprised look on her face when he said she could have
it....

OH MY GOD! OH MY DEAR GOD! JENNY WAS... KRYSTLE, HIS DAUGHTER!

she HAD to be! everything fitted! from the pink jammies to the
breakfast yesterday, the boy, the dress, her awkward behavior on
friday... everything fitted perfectly with what jenny had written him!

IT WAS HER!

did she... did she... know... she had been talking to him? her father?
about all this? no, she didn't. she couldn't.

his head was spinning and he had to sit down. think. think rationally.
how to deal with this? how?

first of all, he had to be 100% sure. there was always a possibility
this was all down to coincidences. nothing more.

how could he be sure this WAS really krystle?


if it really was krystle... she must've written these last 2 or 3
messages from his computer! she was using hotmail. he never did. never
went to that website. hadn't been in years. there had to be traces on
his computer if someone had visited hotmail over the last couple of
days. he rushed over to his computer...


the web history of his browser showed several visits to hotmail since
friday afternoon. he compared the timestamp to the times he had
received the emails from jenny, and to his astonishment they matched.
the emails had been sent from his machine. therefore jenny was...
krystle... his own daughter.

he fell back in his chair.

he had been sending romantic emails, even sex fantasies to his daughter?

was he in love... with his own daughter????????????

 *

dear Carl

i am so excited to tell you what happened today dad is fixing dinner.
we just got home from church. it was so cool. you should have been
there. it was like the boys couldn't stop looking at me. dad let me
wear the dress and the make up. i think i looked like i was 18 or 20.
dad told me i looked real good too. i had to be very careful about
bending over cause it was so short. i think that is why i like it so
much cause it is super super short and sexy looking.

i really wish you could have seen how good it make me look and feel.
it is so pretty and sexy. it would look better if i had boobs to fill
it out but over all it worked.

at church there were a couple of girls i go to school with and they
were telling me how pretty my dress was but i dont know them real
well. there was about 5 or 6 boys from my school there too. they all
came over to where i was sitting with dad and talked with me. it felt
so good to have them all wanting to talk with me. cause mostly they
only talk to me if my friend is with me and then it is mostly her that
they talk too. wow. i loved all the attention.

dad was extra quiet today i dont know why. but he told me he like to
watch how the boys reacted to how beautiful i looked.

after church we came home and i ran to see if you sent me a note.  it
is okay i know you said you would be busy with your daughter. i hope
she knows how great you are.

you know what i think i will take my dress home with me and then i
will hide it in my purse and put it on when i get to school. that way
mom wont see me wearing it. i love how it made me look older. maybe
someday i might look like i could be old enough to date a man like you
rather then be young enough to pass as your daughter. LOL that would
be so fun dont you think?

so tell me all about your weekend. i cant wait to hear all the fun
stuff you and your daughter did. did you like spending time with her.

i still cant believe that i am telling you everything about me. i hope
that i haven't told you too much. you know it is scary to talk with
strangers on line. but for some reason you say things to me that make
me feel safe.

im still not ready to send you a picture of me yet. but maybe soon maybe not.

are you getting tired of talking with a kid? do i make you feel
uncomfortable when i ask you questions?

oh oh i forgot to tell you about my dream. it was just like i thought
it would be. we were at the movies and you were holding my hand
through the hole thing. it felt right too. and one time you put your
arm around me and pulled me close but then took my hand again and held
it. i dreamed that you kissed my finger tips. and the top of my head.
i know i shouldn't have thoughts like that but i couldn't help it. i
close my eyes right now and i can feel your lips on my forehead. your
kiss is so warm.

ooppps dad is calling and dinner is ready so i better close this
before he finds out that i have a boy friend on line that i love LOVE
L O V E LOVE talking with.

kiss me again in my dreams okay?

Carl had not answered her email. she knew he wouldn't yet he was busy
with is daughter. luck her. she just wanted him to know that she
couldn't stop thinking about him. when she thought about him it made
her smile. she would daydream about what it would be like if she was
to let him give her the first real kiss she ever got. she knew it was
sick to think a man that was 40 years old would even want to kiss a
girl that was only 13. but she didn't care. she thought about what it
would feel like. she had seen a real kiss in the movies. one where
both the man and woman would lick each others tongues. gross but they
really looked like they liked doing it. she wanted to try it. and the
more she thought about kissing a boy the more she was sure that she
would let him put his tongue into her mouth.

mmm she thought monday is so far away. maybe there will be a message
when i get home tonight. if so i will smile all night long in my
dreams. i know i will. she thought.

dad was calling again. she needed to close the internet down. but she
wanted to see if he was close by and would answer her. he didn't
answer right away so she shut the computer off and ran to dinner.

when she got out to the kitchen dad asked her what she was doing. she
told him that she was just checking her email.

was that a smile on dads face? i wonder what i said that was so funny?
oh well. and they sat down and ate dinner. they talked through dinner.
mostly small talk about nothing. but both had a great time talking to
each other.

*

sitting in church trying to hide a huge boner in your pants, isn't an
easy to do task. especially if the 'object of your desire' is your
very own young teen daughter, looking sexy as hell in the dress you
bought for her. boys, girls swirling around her, wanting to talk to
her, trying to get her attention. seeing her happy, laughing, all
excited... and knowing what kind of hot, sexy even taboo thoughts were
wandering through her mind, made it extra...hard. even if she herself
had no idea she was 'talking sexy' to her own dad, she still was doing
it - with full knowledge - with a man three times her age! and loving
it, getting excited about it. sexually excited? probably. yes. sexual
feelings... for her own father.

yes, jenny (krystle), church was hell. burning hot as hell. he had
been quiet, yes. he had to concentrate on NOT getting too excited, too
horny. but it had been tough. all day long. talking to krystle about
school, a tv-show, upcoming summer vacation... and NOT picturing her
in that sexy dress, with her beautiful, slender legs showing; bending
over o so carefully, not showing too much... except the rounding of
her perfect teen butt... how proud he was that she was with HIM, that
she took HIS hand and walked out of the church with HIM... spending
the rest of the day in HIS bed, naked, willing and eager...
no, that last thing hadn't happened... but he'd sure thought about it all day.

my sweet jen,

my weekend was wonderful. no doubt as good as yours :)

how lovely to hear about yours with your dad. he sounds like a great
guy. open-minded, letting his young, pretty daughter spread her wings;
not hide her developing beauty and attractiveness.

can you talk to him about ANYTHING? i mean, could you tell him
about... us, you think? how would he react? imagine if your dad was
also emailing with a younger girl (just as we are). could you see him
do that? do you ever think of your dad as a man... not just your
dad... but a man who also has girlfriends, goes out with them, has sex
with them? do you?

the reason for asking these questions, jen, is that i have something
to tell you. call it a confession. you see, about five years ago - i
was still married - i fell in love with someone else. that other girl
was my niece, laurie. she was then 14. it wasn't planned. how could
one plan something like this? it just... happened.

her mom, my sister, asked me one day to pick her up from school and
bring her home and see to it that she made her homework instead of
playing video games. i did that. once, twice, three times... but every
time it became more and more clear there was an attraction... a
physical, sexual attraction between laurie and myself. we both hold
back. we were family! she was 14! i was 35! i was her uncle! but to no
avail. one day... we just fell into each other's arms and kissed. and
that's not all we did. we had sex. up in her mom - my sister's - bed.
several times we did it. she opened herself up to my like a flower and
started blooming right there and then. from that day on she was all
over me... and i was all over her. i couldn't stay away from her. had
to see, be with her all the time. it was such a beautiful love affair,
jen. yes, love affair between a man in his 30s and a teen girl. it
felt so good, so 'right'. there was nothing 'wrong' with it
whatsoever.

except of course to my wife - and the rest of the family - when they
found out. there was never a complaint made; no police involved (sex
with an underage girl is still illegal in this country). that would've
been too much of a scandal. but it was the immediate end of my
marriage, a break with my sister carol and the start of a difficult,
painful divorce, which resulted in a very complicated situation
regarding parental rights for my young daughter. only now things have
begun to normalize again.

i tell you all of this, my sweetest jenny love, to make you understand
that love is something that happens. just... happens. you can't plan
it or postpone it or make it go away or pretend it's never happened.
it is there before you know it. there where you least expect it. there
where you don't want it at first... but if you open your heart, there
where it... belongs.

there you have it, jenny. the 'dirty' truth about me. i hope you don't
feel disgusted. i hope you don't get scared of me now. i hope that
you... open your mind and heart, just like i did.

i love you.

he was sure krystle would recognize the story directly. not that he or
her mom ever told her about the reason for their divorce, but the
names of her niece laurie and aunt carol would certainly ring a bell.
she would realize 'Carl, her online boyfriend' was none other than...
her dad.

this was it. by hitting the send button, he could lose his daughter
permanently... or win her love - her REAL love - forever.

he hit send.

 *


dear Carl

i like how you said my dad let me spread my wings; not hide my
developing beauty. cause i felt like that. that dad was so sweet to
let me be a little sexy. it felt so good.

my dream last night was not about us at the movies like i had planned
but about us at church. we are there just like we were yesterday and
you was holding my hand. and i moved super close to you. and you put
your arm around me and pulled me even closer. and you held me tight
the whole service. and when a boy came up and asked me if he could
come over to visit me sometime you told him that i already had a
boyfriend and it would not be fair to let him come over and lead him
on when your heart belonged to another. i could feel my cheeks burn
when you said that. as we sat in church you put your hand (not the one
one around me but the other one) on my knee and moved it around a lot.
it felt so good and so bad. you know touching like that in church is
bad cause it made me think of things you can't think about in church.
like just how far up you would let your hand move and how far i would
let you take it. then you did. you moved it a little higher and then
higher. my breathing was hard. and we weren't even doing anything
wrong.  that was all we did in church. and as we walked out the
preacher told us to come again to church. and you said that it was
your dream to come with me in church. i giggled and i don't think the
preacher caught the wrong word in that sentence. come in church not
come to church. but i did. it was so funny. i couldn't stop laughing.
you asked me what was so funny but i couldn't talk i was laughing so
hard. i wonder if you knew that you said the wrong word.

i wounder if my dad would ever touch me like that. i think it might be
weird if he tried to touch me like that. if he did would i let him?
would i get scared and push him away and run to my room? would he even
try, no probably not. but this weekend made me love him even more. all
this time he and mom have been split i always thought it was my fault.
but not any more. and no matter what momma says about him i will love
him. and i know he loves me too very much. he makes me feel safe when
i am with him.

thank you Carl it was you that made me feel safe when i am with daddy.
you opened my eyes that i could love him with all my heart. and mot be
afraid cause he might hurt me. or break my heart. i know he loves me
and would give me the world. thank you thank you. can't thank you
enough for that. Carl you are the best friend i have in the whole
world.

so you have had sex with a girl before. i know i asked that before but
you never told me that it was yes. was she like me? i mean had she
ever kissed a boy before? how many visits was it before you kissed
her? how may before your kisses turned to the sex? sorry i am so nosy
but i want to feel like it could have been me. oh that shouldn't have
come out. sorry. but i do feel like that sometimes.

i know that the attraction is with you. you are easy to talk with and
she must have seen it. she must have loved the way you made her feel.
did you make her feel like a grown up too? do you want to know
something funny? I have an aunt named carolyn but we call her carol
and a cousin named lara but we call her laurie. and they used to live
close to us but they moved out of state about 5 years ago. i haven't
seen them since.

you know the more we talk the more we have in common. I would say that
you are making it all up to make me think we are so much alike but you
tell me things that you don't know about me. like my cousins name and
my aunts name. and you have a girl too that is my age and that you
like her but are not close to her. i am sort of glad you are not close
to her. and you know why? cause if you were close to here you wouldn't
be talking to me. and i would be very very sad. so thank you i LOVE
talking to you. and dreaming about you. someday we might... someday
when...

oh well.

i guess i can understand why your wife got mad when she found out
about you and your niece. but i know that my mom dates a lot now and
some of the guys she brings by the house are in there 20's. if it is
cool that she is with a boy that is only 20 then why not you. your
laurie is 19 now right. that is close to 20. so you are not doing
anything my mom isn't doing. i think it is good that mom dates boys
that young so when i start dating i can tell her she set a great
example for me. LOL. cause since i met you all i think about is dating
men like you. OLDER! i know there are still boys at school that i want
to date but the more we talk the more they leave my mind.

your dirty little secret only makes me feel closer to you it does not
make me want to stop talking. what if some day like when i am 14 and
we meet you want to do those things to me? what if i let you do them
to me? that is what i cant stop thinking about. i kind of want you do
it with you, like you did with laurie. would you really want to have
sex with me too? probably not but in my dreams it is getting so close.
one day in my dreams i will find myself in your bed in a hot and heavy
mess. letting you do things to me that i cant even imagine right now.

oh my. what am i saying to you. i should erase all that but it feels
good to tell you all of this. so if you think i am too weird you will
let me know. and end our friendship. i hope not cause it is so fun
talking to you.

i know i shouldn't ask but could you describe what it was like to be
with laurie. i want my dreams to seem real. and i don't know what is
real. only what i see in a PG 13 movie. they don't show anything. can
you tell me how it would be if you touched me like you touched her?
OMG i cant believe i am asking all this and telling you just how i
feel. but i have to tell you. you are the only one i can talk to about
this.

you said you love me - i know that we only just met on line in a chat
room but i feel like i love you too. it is so cool all the things we
like are the same. and the way we live is the same. i feel that we
breath the same air. we look at the world the same way too.

i can talk to dad about anything. i dont know what he would say about
you. he wouldn't be mad but he might tell me to stop. Yes i can talk
to him, i know that. but i don't want to tell him about you. not yet.
you are my secret. i don't want him to spoil it. cause he might tell
me not to talk with you.

if he did tell me to stop talking with you - i dont think i could obey
him. i would still talk with you and i don't want to lie to him. i
wont be telling him about you at least not for a long time. i think he
might understand that i like talking to you but the age thing might
freak him out. and if he knew that you had sex with your niece and she
was only 14 and i am almost 14 now, i know that would make him freak.
i know he looks at girls my age and thinks they are very pretty but i
don't think he thinks about having sex with them. you know he is a dad
and has me. he is probably thinking that if he did have sex with a
girl it might not look good and set a bad example and i might go out
and have sex with an older man like him. don't sound too bad now that
i said it. but i don't even know how to start the sex thing.

he has told me that he don't mind that i have boyfriends. mom tells me
i am too young. he don't mind me dressing sexy. yesterday proved that.
big time. i felt so super sexy. he don't mind me talking to friends on
the phone the whole time i visit him as long as i pay attention to him
most of the time.

omg i just looked at the clock and if i don't get going i will not be
ready for school when the bus comes. sorry about the long letter but i
love LOVE talking with you. thank you for telling me that you love
talking to me too.

extra love from your jenny.

jenny pushed send. she didn't even reread it to make sure that it
sounded right. she was just babbling and she was sure it showed. but
once she started telling him all the things on her mind she couldn't
stop.

she couldn't believe she had just said all that stuff to a complete
stranger. too late now the email was sent. would he think she was a
kid trying to act like a grown up? she was she knew that. but it made
her feel so alive talking with Carl. he got her. he understood her
feelings. he said all the right things to her.

oh how i wish you was my dad. she said out loud. it startled her. she
had been thinking it all along in the back of her mind but she had
never let it come out before and now to say the words out loud. that
was too much. she shut the computer down and ran to the shower to wash
away her thoughts. they were bad ones. she was fine with her and Carl
but her and dad. that was wrong.

in the shower she washed and washed but the though would not go away.
what would it be like if her dad would talk to her like chis is
talking to her? would she want him to do the things she wanted Carl to
do? would she want his hand to caress her naked body? his tongue to
kiss her hot lips? she closed her eyes and let the water run over her
face. in the darkness the image of her dad appeared. his strong
handsome jaw. his soft blue eyes. his sexy little smile. omg sexy
smile. what am i thinking? stop it.

every time the thought of her and her dad came to her mind she tried
to make it go away. it was not working. so now she was in love with
two men. Carl and daddy. what was a girl to do? she wanted both of
them to do things to her. things she didn't even know about. like the
caressing the naked body. it sounded so sexy to let a man touch her.
touch her in places that she had never touched. and let him kiss her
in those places too. she was all worked up by the time she arrived at
school. she didn't know what to think.

at least she could talk with Carl about this maybe he could help her
with the problem. he would understand. I will write him about it when
i get home. maybe. oh how i wish Carl was here right now. she thought
as she opened the school doors and entered.

 *

he read jenny/krystle's mail over and over again. it was so beautiful.
like a love letter. more than that even! an erotic fantasy, it was,
especially her 'church dream'. it was like she read his mind or
something. he DID want to do all these things to her, in church, in
the car, in bed..... spreading her wings. spreading her legs... make
love to her from top to bottom... he was totally in love with her!
smitten! fallen, big time! it was cousin laurie all over again. this
time though... it was with his own daughter.

despite the clues about her cousin and aunt, she hadn't grabbed the
truth yet though. she didn't know he was her father. she still looked
at him as Carl, her fairytale lover. maybe it was for the best. the
shock might be too big when he should tell her. dropping hints here
and there, letting it sink in slowly... making her comfortable with
the thought of loving her dad like a... lover was the best way to go
for now. he couldn't risk losing her. not now. not ever.

my love jenny,

your church dream really made me shiver. literally. i shivered with
love and desire. desire to be with you... to be that man, your lover,
who would move his hand up higher and higher... making you gasp for
air... and looking at your small, perky breasts heave up and down in
excitement... as my hand moves up, disappearing under your way too
short dress, up to that special spot that would make you come in
church. literally.

oh jenny, you have no idea how much i love you. with all my being. all
my mind. all my body. i want to be with you, as close as a man can be
with a woman. our bodies one, entangled, melted... one mind together
in an overwhelming love. an everlasting embrace, a kiss so full
passion and lust we both explode and become one. one body, one mind,
one blood.

that's how deep my feelings for you are, jenny. i love you like you
were my daughter... and if you were my daughter, i would cherish you,
i would worship you, i would adore every single fiber in your body.
from the tip of of your toes... over your delicate feet, your smooth
legs, knees and thighs... i would unfold you and let the butterfly in
you flutter, flap and fly high... as high as the biggest mountain
top... i would make your skin tingle, glow and burn... your pink turn
red, your soft turn hard and your dry run wet... a trickle turning
into a river of lust from i which i would drink and never ever would
get enough.

my love for you is getting bigger every day, with every word i read
from you... i long to be with you. my body aches to love you. to show
you everything you're so eager to learn.

i love you, my darling. i must go now. i must.

he really did have to, because the fantasy of having sex wth jen...
with krystle... had made him so hard, he simply had to do something
about it.

minutes later he was jerking off furiously in the shower... with his
mind on his own daughter.

 *

dear Carl,

you forgot to tell me how it was with your niece. laurie. what did you
do how did it start. i want to know what to expect. i want to be able
to dream about exactly what i will experience with you one day.

i have decided that i want to meet you someday. not yet but some day
and i want you to help me learn what we will be doing. I cant promise
you will be my first kiss. i want to learn how to kiss first before i
kiss you so you will love it. i want to know how to touch you. i want
to know what it will feel like and where you will touch me.

oh Carl. soon i know it is wrong to want to be with you. but i do. is
that bad. yea it is but i dont care.

what would you do if you found out your daughter was talking to a man
like you on line and saying all these things to him. would it make you
mad would you hate her? i hope my dad never finds out about you. he
might hate me for talking about sex and wanting to have sex with you
letting you be my first. i cant help it i want to know what it feels
like to let a man touch me. and make me feel so alive.

cant wait for our first time. i think you want it too, am i right? you
want me? you want to be my first lover?

one day i want to meet you in secret and let you be my first lover.

how naughty of me to talk like this with you while i am at school.
*

are you writing this wile at school? how naughty and exciting, my
young lover girl :)
i'm writing this from work, so i haven't got much time nor freedom to
write much. i promise to tell you all about me and laurie's first time
when i get home tonight, so you can read it first thing tomorrow...
still in your pink jammies :)

yes, yes, yes oh yes jenny, i want to be your first lover. i want to
be the first to makeyour young body burn with lust... lust after my
body.

i love you, lover

ps if i found out my daughter was secretly talking online to an older
man about sex, i would... envy the lucky guy for all the pure beauty
and love he's getting :)

 *


dear Carl,
yea i was at school when i wrote that last email. and it was fun
thinking about you like that in school.

would you really be okay if your daughter was talking with a man that
was older like you? see i think my dad my be okay with it but then
again i think he would want to kill the man that was saying the kind
of things you are saying to me.

i hope he don't find out about us. i want to keep you all to myself.
at school i couldn't stop thinking about you and your niece, wishing
it was me.  do you wish you could see her again? if you did see her
again would you do all that stuff with her again?

what i worry about is meeting you and then we do that stuff and then
you dont like it with me. and never talk to me again. i hope that dont
happen.

oh guess what - i took my new dress to school today. i was going to
change into it but i got all scared and didn't. but maybe tomorrow. i
really want to see what will happen at school if i wear it. i think i
was afraid that some how my mom would find out about it.

it is bed time now and i need to get to bed. so i will now spend the
night dreaming of you. i promise. will you dream of me?

Jenny was so scared that someone would find out that she had an online
boyfriend, not to mention that he was 40 years old. but she couldn't
help it. he was so sweet to her. and he made her feel so good about
herself. she was sure he would break this friendship off long ago but
here he was still talking to her and telling her that she like it to
hear.

the weekend was the best. she spent it with her dad and was able to
write to Carl. she really thought that she would have to go the whole
weekend with out him. she was glad it worked out the way it did.

the dress, the one dad bought her, she wanted to wear it in school
today but she chickened out.  maybe she could wear it tomorrow. but
one thing she knew and that was she wanted to get someone to talk her
picture wearing it, so that when she was ready to send it to him it
would be one of her in the sexy short dress. she knew he would love
it. she didn't know how to take the picture of herself and she didn't
have any friends she trusted enough with the secret.

she was looking on line at a friends blog and then it was clear. there
it was on the blog. her friend had posted a picture of herself that
she had taken. it was of her standing in front of a mirror. so that is
what she would do.

now all that stood in the way was trying to get mom's camera and down
load the picture and put the camera back with out her mom finding out
about it.

*


my sweet love,

you asked me if i would be okay if i found my daughter was talking to
an older man online about... the stuff we talk about. i would be
upset, and shocked... at first. but then - you know by know what
happened between my niece and i - i would understand it. i totally
would. after all, i've fallen for a young girl's charms myself, and i
know young girls have their fantasies, their dreams, their urges to
know and to try out their attractiveness on boys and men. and this
youthful playfulness can be hard to resist.

i remember the first kiss between laurie and me. she was sitting at
the kitchen table, working on her homework. i was sitting on a bench,
opposite her, reading the paper - and, i have to admit, glancing at
her bare legs and knees every now and then - when she called me over.
'uncle, could you help with this?' i went over to her, placing my hand
on either side of her and leaning over to read what she was working
on. the scent of her perfume, her hair... the warmth of her body
overwhelmed me. i could actually peek inside her unbuttoned blouse and
saw her braless, little boobs standing out, perfect cones with a dark,
puffy nipple on top.... and i could hardly concentrate on what i was
supposed to read and help with. but somehow i managed to stutter out
the right thing, and laurie was so exhilarated, she turned her head
and kissed me full on the lips. maybe i should've just smiled and
pulled back, but i was already so in love with her by then, so
attracted, also in a sexual way, i kissed her back. i let my tongue
brush between her lips... and my move was answered. suddenly there was
her tongue... touching mine! with our tongues touching for the very
first time, the barrier was broken. we stopped being uncle and niece,
adult man and teen girl... and became lovers. there. that instant. my
tongue slipped further into her mouth, because she opened it and let
me. her tongue twirled and swirled around mine, hungrily, even
lustfully, because i wanted it. i wanted to taste her; i wanted to be
close to her... and she wanted the same thing. i felt her slender teen
body, her still developing curves, her small boobs pressed against my
chest... and she threw her arms around me, grabbing my shoulder,
putting her hand in my neck, going through my hair, pulling me closer
to her. she was sitting on her knees on the chair by now, our bodies
pressed together, locked in a wild kiss. i felt her back... no bra...
i put my hands on her round, firm butt in jeans... i fondled and felt
her up... and she did the same. her hands were all over me. over my
back, to my butt... and down the front, feeling the hard bulge in my
pants. i let her. i let her, because i was feeling and kneeding her
little breasts through her blouse, grabbing her butt and squeezing it.
it was so beautiful and exciting, jen. an explosion of desire that had
been building up for months.

when i felt her quick fingers fumbling to unbutton my pants... i
stopped her. not because i wanted her stop. certainly not. what i
really wanted was to pick her up and carry her to the bed, the couch,
the floor even... and make love to her. have sex with her. all the
way. me, the 35-year old uncle, deflowering the virgin young teen
niece right there, after school, on a beautiful, hot afternoon... but
i stopped her, because it was not the right time. there was too little
time. i didn't want her first time to be a 'quick fuck' on the couch.
it had to be more special than that. we had to wait for the right
moment.

i will tell you about that another time. but this is how it all
started. and this is how i imagine it to be between you and me, when
we will meet.

we will meet, jenny. i'm so sure of that. believe me. and when we
meet... it will start with a kiss, my sweetheart. it may not be your
very first. it certainly isn't for me. but it will be the first one
that matters... for both of us. it will be the first one that will
make our bodies glow like ever before.

and of course you will wear your new, sexy, short dress and you will
be radiant. and i will be handsome and a gentleman. and the moment our
lips touch we will become the lovers of our dreams.

yes, you are in my dreams, lover girl. i dream of you every night. i
dream of you in your sexy dress. i dream of our first kiss. i dream of
our first time.

you are the only one for me. i didn't have a girlfriend when we first
started talking (and yes, i was looking to be honest) and now i feel i
have one. you. my sweetest online girlfriend, soon to become my real
lover. because, deep in my heart i feel we belong together. and
nothing will tear us apart. never.


wow. he felt he had to stop there. this declaration of love was
getting so intense, he actually forgot he was talking to his daughter.
but his feelings for her WERE real. very real. he had long crossed the
barrier. he did no longer see jenny/krystle as his daughter. he was no
longer the parent. he more and more felt he WAS her lover. by reading
her words she addressed to him, she also was on the very same level.
she clearly saw him as a future lover. for real. and rather sooner,
than later.

but... she still didn't know the truth. it HAD to come out one day.
would that break the whole thing... or would it even matter by then?
would the attraction and the desire they now had only in words somehow
'flow over' in real life? like "i've always thought it was you... deep
down i knew... and i don't care... I LOVE YOU AND I WANT YOU!"

one thing he was sure, was that the first time he would see krystle,
things would NOT be the same between them. it couldn't. too much
emotions were involved already. it would be like he told her in the
mail, the same way it happened with laurie. suddenly that first kiss
would happen. just happen. the rest would follow. naturally.

 *


Carl,

it would be so nice to feel all those things for real. when i got up
this morning i was so excited to read what you sent me. i dreamed
about it all night. i know that i asked you to tell me about you and
your niece but i really thought that you wouldn't. but you did. :) it
is so good that you trust me enough to share that with me.

i sit here at my computer and i can feel your lips touching mine. our
tongues licking each other. if you were to kiss me back when i kissed
you, would i reach up and kiss you even more? yes i think so. i dont
think i could stop myself. once i was kissing you my body would take
over. i think you would wake up a demon in me. and that kind of scares
me.

i close my eyes and touch my boobs and my hair and my neck and i can
actually feel your hands doing it. this is so weird. i dont know you
but i feel i have known you all my life. you seem to know me too. is
it wrong to want you to be my lover? 40 years old. you are the same
age as my dad. i am only 13 the same age as your daughter. i dont
think i could dream about doing these things with dad. but you know
every so often when i close my eyes and think of you i see his face.
is that wrong? it is i know but it just happens i dont make it happen,
honestly i want you not him. but he is in my thoughts too. maybe it is
because of this past weekend. he was so good to me. like i would
imagine you would be to me.

what kind of perfume do you like? i dont wear perfume but i am willing
to buy some and wear it when we meet. i want everything to be perfect.
kiss me Carl kiss me and dont stop. wow what am i saying. i dont think
i could have done much studying if i was at your house and you were
sitting on the other side of the table.

do you think she dressed sexy for you hoping that you would come and
look down her blouse? do you think she planned to kiss you hoping that
you would kiss her back? i think i would have thought about planning
the whole thing out. but even if she didn't plan it she was super
lucky that your kissed her back.

the fact that she touched your hard private part is telling me that
she really was wanting you to have sex with her right then. when you
kiss me will i be able to touch you or will i shy away? i know i will
want to touch you and let you touch me. i think because i now know all
this i would let you touch me and i would be very brave and reach out
to feel your hard private part. i want to know what it feels like. i
see the bulge that shows in the boys pants and i dreamed about what it
was like to feel it. would it be hard like a rock or just like stuffed
animal. hard but soft too?

i have never seen a real one before. and yesterday was the first time
i saw one in pictures close up. oh there have been pictures that i
have seen where the underwear was super tight and i could see it or
the shape of it. but yesterday i would surfing on line and just for
fun i typed in older men loves young girl. and wow you should have
seen what came up. i saw a girl sitting on a couch with her clothes
all pushed up. the man was mostly naked. touching her. and she had her
hand wrapped around a huge (i get embarrassed to say the word but it
was his dick) and it was so big that her hand only covered part of it.

i think i want to be that girl. i want to touch yours and wrap my hand
around you. i want to know what the hard feeling is like. omg i cant
believe i am telling you all me private thoughts. this is so wrong.
but i want you to know me really know me. so that when we meet you
will not think that i lied to you about the kind of girl i am. would
you think i was bad if when you kissed me i reached out to feel your
bulge?

Carl this feels so right but some how seems so wrong, talking to you
like this. i feel like i am all grown up when i talk to you. a grown
up on the very of becoming a real woman. but when i send this letter
to you and shut the computer off i will go back to feeling like the
little i am. i guess that is why i ramble on and on. i dont want to
feel like a little girl any more. i want to experience all the things
that you tell me about. my first kiss, my first kiss with you, the
first time i let a man touch my body, feel it make it burn, omg i want
you so bad. and i dont even know why. i just need you. the time is not
right. and i love the secrets we have. i love my dreams of sex with
you.

will my dreams go away when i really do have sex? i dont want my
(first time to be a 'quick fuck' on the couch) i cant believe i just
typed the "F" word. wow. i feel so dirty. but i want our first time to
last a long long time. how long i dont know but i want it to feel like
it is forever.

i will keep your words in my heart today and everyday till we meet
your word (... it will start with a kiss, my sweetheart. it may not be
your very first. it certainly isn't for me. but it will be the first
one that matters... for both of us. it will be the first one that will
make our bodies glow like never before.)

Carl i need to get ready for school but know this, i will think about
you all day i promise. and dont get jealous if i see my dad's face. i
love him but i love you more.

Love your secret lover who dreams of being your lover and niece and
friend. Jenny Jewel

she was really embarrassed about the way she laid it all out. her
feeling, her heart, what was wrong with her. she was just horny she
knew it that was all. it had to be all. how could she be in love with
a man she never met? how could she love a man? he was 40 for gosh
sake. she was just a kid but her body craved his touch.she wanted to
meet him so bad. but not yet. she was afraid that when they met it
would spoil the illusion she had built in her mind.

she worried that she had said way too much. she worried that someone
would find out that she was asking a 40 year old man to have sex with
her. she didn't want to get him into trouble. she just knew that he
was the one, the one that was supposed to be her first love. she
didn't know how she knew it but deep down she did. it was him and only
him.

ONLY HIM!!! so why did her dad's face always pop into her mind just at
the super wrong times. like just as she was about to kis Carl she
would open her eyes and see dad. or Carl would be rubbing his hand up
her leg and get so close to her privates and she would want to see his
eyes as he touched her for the very first time and when she would look
into his eyes she would see dad. it was starting to really freak her
out.

it was time to get ready for school. she got up and went to take a shower.

 *

my love,

when we will be together, i want you to wear the perfume DKYN
Delicious (it smells like apples - my daughter wears it :)....... and
nothing BUT this. i will be naked too, and just as my hands explore
your body, your hands will explore mine. you will feel my hardness,
just as i will your wetness... your body will be ready for mine. it
will feel right.

just as all our love-making with words feels right. it doesn't feel
wrong to me, jenny, to say that I LOVE YOU and want to be with you,
feel your body close to mine, caress you and kiss you. it doesn't feel
wrong to say that i want to make love to you for hours and hours.

you sometimes think of your dad when you talk to me and fantasize with
me? i will tell you a secret: i sometimes think of my daughter in the
same way. last weekend, when she was here, and i thought about you and
what you wrote... i found myself thinking of her too. not all the
time. only in flashes: you... her... you... her... you... at the
breakfast table, in church, at the movies... i saw her... thought of
you... saw you... thought of her. like you and her were one and the
same person!

you know my 'history' with my niece. i broke that 'family love'
barrier once. i can imagine myself doing it again... with my daughter
this time. can you believe that? i think you can. because of your
'visions' of you and your dad. don't feel bad about these feelings and
thoughts, jen. just as i don't feel bad about me and me daughter.

i wish you were my daughter. can you imagine that? you coming to my
house for the weekend, and instead of being dad and daughter, we would
be lovers. we would go out as a couple, to dinner, to the mall. i
would buy you sexy dresses, cute lingerie and sweet perfume. we would
go back home as a couple... to make love as lovers. spend all saturday
long in bed, naked, watching cartoons and having sex. wonderful,
tender, wild, beautiful, hot, sweaty sex. sometimes romantic,
sometimes passionate... always loving.

oh i don't know if you even understand what i'm saying. maybe you
think i'm a freak for saying these things... for wanting to make love
to a 13-year old... for wanting her to be my daughter...

i'm so confused...


that was true. he was getting totally confused by this whole thing. it
started out as an 'innocent' bit of cybersex and hot talk with a young
girl.... like he had done so many times before..... and now he was in
love with his own daughter and actually talking about having sex with
her!

it had to stop. he had to tell krystle the truth. apologize to her
he'd let it come this far and not see her for a long time, until all
of this would've blown over.

but he knew it wouldn't go like this. he had thought the same years
ago with laurie. it hadn't blown over at all. their secret love affair
had blown up... when laurie got pregnant.

 *

sweet sweet Carl,

i got a bottle of DKYN from my dad for Carltmas last year. mom thought
it was an inappropriate gift, she said i was too young for perfume and
told him if he was around more he would understand that, then she said
with his history he probably wouldn't so forget it.

i only wear it when i visit my dad. so i still have a bunch left. i
will wear it when the time comes.

it will be weird being with you naked and all. i dont know what i will
do or think when i am with you with no clothes on. i will probalby try
to cover myself up with my hands. my boobs are so small and you are
probably used to big ones cause you was married to a woman and not a
little girl. but i do want to stand naked with you looking at me. it
will feel really good. to watch you as you look. your eyes roaming all
over me. i know that if you was naked in front of me i would be
looking at your thing. i would want to touch it to find out what a
real one is like.

i am so glad that you have the same feelings about your daughter that
i have about my dad. so now i dont feel so bad when i see his face and
your at the same time. it is okay if you want to think of me as your
daughter. it would be fun to think that my dad would look at me and
want to touch me like you do. i know he would never want that but in
my dreams lately he does. he wants me and you want me. i love the
thought that two men would want little old me.

have you ever tried to do anything with your daughter? you know like
you did with your niece? do you think she would let you touch her? i
dont know if i would even notice if dad was flirting with me. i guess
cause i never thought about him as anything but daddy. but now i cant
stop thinking about him. that is weird i know but since you told me
about your thoughts of your daughter i know it would be okay to tell
you what i really feel about my dad. i hope that doesn't make you mad.

if you havent tried anything with her do you at least flrit with her
or is that so bad that you better not do it?

that is the way i feel. if i flirt with dad, he might not let me come
over there any more. and i dont see him enough as it is. shoot i hope
you know that i still love you but i seem to be attracted to dad too.
help me get that out of my head. i dont want to think about him i want
to think about only you.

i want to dream of you kissing me and teaching how to kiss better. i
want to feel your hands sliding up my leg as you sit next to me at
church and try to keep from giggling too loud so the preacher dont
hear me. I want to see you naked and feel your hard body take mine and
hold me like you dont want to let go. i want to sit with you in the
movies and have you caress my legs and move your hand to the dark
place in my lap. and make me moan. i want you Carl i want you to want
me as much as i want you.

i want you to want me like you wanted your niece and like you want
your daughter. i want to feel all the things that laurie felt when you
made love to her for the first time. omg. i think i am truely falling
in love with you. i dont even know you. we have only talked for less
then a month but i feel so close to you like i know you. and have
known you for ever. how can that be?

my body aches to grow up. i sit in school now and wish it was over so
i could go home and not have anything to do but think of how it will
be the first time you take me into your arms. i just got goosebumps
when i typed that. see it has to be okay to be with you or why would i
feel this way.

will you love me more after we meet or will you find me a silly snot
nosed kid? i wonder? am i grown up enough for you? will i disappoint
you? will i live up to what you thought i was? i dont know.

will i love you when i meet you? will you be everything i want in a
man? will i get scared and run away? will i stay and make love to you?
will you be too old for me?

all these questions keep rolling around in my head.  like you i'm so confused...

I want to Love you.  Jenny Jewel

she had just laid it all out there all her desires and worries. she
hoped that he would not think she was trouble for him. she knew that
she was just a kid and all these feeling were making her a real mess.
she couldn't keep her mind on her work. twice now she had been fussed
at by a teacher for daydreaming and not paying attention in class. if
she couldn't pull her mind out of this funk she would fail 9th grade.
when she fail 3rd grade her parents were upset but the said it was all
cause of the divorce not to worry and just keep working hard. it would
kill them if she failed another grade.

she asked to be excused and went to the bathroom to wash her face and
pull herself together. it worked for now. but for how long? she was
tired of all the mixed feeling that were happening to her. in health
class they were taught that when a girl hits puberty her emotions
become a wreck. well guess what she was there. and she hated it. she
wondered if she would ever feel normal again.

she closed her eyes and leaned against the sink an ..................

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Part III: daddy and krystle (and bret) have sex


my love,

i wore the top that dad bought me it is totally sheer and you can see
right through it. and i wore this really short red skirt. i wanted to
be looks so sexy and have all the boys to look at me like they did
last week. i wore a long jacket sweater over the outfit but when i got
to church i didn't take off my sweater but i sure wanted too.

when the boys come over to talk with me again i let me sweater gap
open and they could see my nipples sticking out. i could see that
there pants were getting tight for them too. it was so hot. and dad
sat next to me with his arm around me. and he even let his hand
accidently brush my boobs while the preacher was talking. i couldn't
keep from smiling. it was hot.

then when we got home i took off my sweater and kept on my sexy outfit
you know the top that you can see through. and the skirt that didn't
cover my ass. i love it. it is my favorite outfit. dad said that i was
smoking hot. isn't that funny.

i wanted to drive dad crazy. and it was working. cause he would come
over to where i was sitting and rub my shoulders and let his hand move
down the front of me and brush his palm across my hard nipples. then
he would rub my shoulders again and then walk away. it was so sexy the
way he did it. like it was just something that was so natural. he did
this over and over again. it was so fun and my tits were always really
hard when his hand would touch them. i think he loved them too and he
wanted to do more but he didn't.

then after dinner we started watching a movie. and i climbed up into
his lap. and cuddled with him. he held me tight and his hand kept
rubbing my boobs like it was an accident but i know it wasn't. i loved
his hand rubbing on them.

so i did like you told me. i made the move. and i turned the next time
he cupped my boobs and i kissed him full on the mouth. hard. and
didn't pull away. and he kissed me back. holy cow it was so hot. and i
was so wet. i wanted him to do more like use his tongue but he didn't
not then.

i wonder how long it is going to take to make dad so horny that he
cant help but do it to me?

the movie is over now and i am in my room typing this to you. i want
to see dad walk in here and grab me and push me down on my bed and
kiss me with his tongue and put his hands all over me. and take me and
make me a woman. make me his lover.

but i guess i need to be patient. soon right?

i love you so much and i love daddy too. i cant wait to be with you
for real. love jenny

*


my beautiful,

it's good to read your dad and you are 'getting' there. the same is
happening with me and katy. we went to church too yesterday and she
wore this ridiculously sexy outfit. everybody - and i mean everybody -
was looking at her, or should i say 'drooling' over her. i was so
proud she was with me. proud... and horny. i had a hard-on all through
 the  service and i could've fucked the sexy minx right there. i mean
it. she wanted it, jenny. she wanted me to fuck her so badly. after
the service the preacher came to us, telling us our behavior was
inappropriate for church. i laughed it off. katy probably gave him a
stiffie too and he was jealous.

then when we got home, the flirting continued. katy sat around the
house half-naked. she let me touch her boobs and kiss her, and we got
very, very close to having sex all the way. i swear jenny, one of
these days... one of these days...

our party on saturday got out of hand too. we both had too much wine.
and there was some kissing and touching then as well. then, when katy
got into bed, she asked for a goodnight kiss, dragging me practically
in bed on top of her. it almost happened then, jenny.  i kissed her
whole body - she was naked - i played with her boobs, sucking her
nipples, i kissed her tummy... and i licked her private parts and
stuck my tongue inside her. she tasted so good, so hot... like nectar
from a fairy. she urged me on, wanting more... but i couldn't go
further, because of the pill. it was still too soon. i did jerk off
and squirted on her boobs though. i wiped it all off with a kleenex.

yes, baby, this is how close my daughter and i are right now. very
close. it will happen on of the coming days. i'm sure.

i'm also sure that you and your dad are there as well. he wants you,
jenny. he wants you more than anything in the world. i can tell from
what you write me. maybe you should try something like katy did with
me on saturday: ask him to kiss you goodnight and pull him into your
bed. playfully... but not without the desired effect. he will not be
able to resist you. i'm sure, my love.

how i wish it would be me, jenny, but it has come to this point that
it should be your dad to take your virginity. just as with me and my
daughter: we both feel it's right. i should be her first lover. she
wants it, desires it, lusts for it... and so am i. i want to feel her
naked body under me, wrapped around me holding tight, while i live
inside her. my flesh and blood inside her flesh and blood. it's the
most pure form of love there is, jenny. the ultimate love. a father
and his daughter coming together, becoming one pulsating, throbbing,
squirming body... united, connected, knotted and entangled. my
daughter, born out of my seed, will be receiving that very same seed.
the seed that is her... is hers. soon. very soon.

all my love, my love.

it WAS close. very. he felt it. it would happen maybe even tonight. he
was ready. and by god, she was ready too.

it would happen tonight. unless something unexpected happened. but
what could happen?

*

again this time she knew for certain that she went to bed with her
night gown on. and she woke up naked. she wasn't loosing her mind. she
remembered that dad had come to her room to tuck her in and kiss her
goodnight.

dad came in and sat on her bed to talk with her and to make sure she
was nice and comfortable then she asked him to kiss her goodnight. so
she leaned over and kissed her on the mouth. 'this time' he thought,
'no games.'

when his lips met his daughters he kissed her. really kissed her. he
put is hand on her head and pulled her to him. he could tell she
wanted this. she was like putty in his hands. she let his mouth work
hers open. it wasn't long and their tongues were tangled together. hot
passion. both drinking in the others essence. as he kissed her his
hands worked the rest of her body. first teasing her ripe nipples and
tight tummy. she was so into the kiss she didn't even notice when his
hand drifted down to her pussy.

she was in heaven. it felt like if the world ended right now she would
die happy. her body was on fire. she thought about how she didn't want
this to stop. she was feeling a big urge to open her legs and let him
in. just as she thought that she felt the fingers of her father enter
her pussy. she moaned. it felt good. it hurt. she was so tight, his
fingers were almost double the size of hers. her finger was the only
thing that had been in there and now his finger was being forced into
her pussy.

when she let out a sharp cry of pain dad stopped. kissed each tit
pulled her nightgown back into place over her body and said good night
and left the room.

so close. it would have been safe but that moment when she cried out
brought him back to reality. it wasn't time. he wanted the moment to
be extra special. not yet.

she remembered all this. dad pulling the gown back down to cover her
body and now she was naked. she must have done it. the man in her
dreams might have if she thought it was real. but it was just a dream
right?

dad couldn't believe he had just did that to his daughter. she was
asleep and welcomed him into her body. it was so easy. a little wine
to help her sleep and she was out like a light. she slept soundly but
her body reacted to his touches. that was why he couldn't stop. he had
only intended to touch her and taste her sweet juices. but once he saw
he could take her and she would sleep right through it. and her body
would cum right with his he had to do it. it was okay the pill was
working now. she wouldn't get pregnant the way laurie had. he had to
put her on the pill. he was glad she didn't make a big deal about the
pill. he really thought that he would have had to fight her to make
her take it. but he knew that his talks with her, as Carl, had helped.
it wasnt dad that convinced her it was her internet lover Carl that
told her she needed to be taking it.

omg he had filled her with every drip of love he had. he wondered if
she would notice the cum oozing out of her pussy in the morning. he
didn't care. it was just like he had expected it to be. 13 year old
virgin. tight and wild. nothing better in the world.

jenny headed to the bathroom and she felt the sticky goo between her
legs but she thought it came from her. she got so worked up last night
during her dream. that is why she was so wet and sticky down there.

she hurried to shower. she had to tell Carl about her dream before she
forgot it. like she would ever forget the first time she was fucked?
even if it wasn't real? it was the first time in her mind. it was
beautiful.


Carl
you and katy are doing things this weekend just like dad and i did. if
i didn't know better i might think you was my dad. LOL what a silly
thought? did you really think about fucking her in church? how would
you have done that?

any way i want to tell you about these dreams i have been having. you
know that i have told you that for the past two mornings i woke up
naked. i did again this morning. i cant figure out why? i know i went
to bed dressed.

so it must have something to do with my dreams. last night after dad
kissed me goodnight and i finally fell asleep the dream started.

dad came back into the room it was dark but i could see the features
of his face i knew it was him. he pulled the covers off my body and
gently touched me. making my body burn with desire. it ached to be
touched.

he bent over and kissed each tits and then sucked them into his mouth.
he let his hand touch my pussy working his finger up and down on my
clit. i felt my body respond. i could feel the warm juice drip out of
my pussy. then i felt his finger enter it. working in and out. making
more juice drip out. my legs opened for him. they opened very wide.
and he lifted him self up and that is when i noticed that he was
naked. and so was i. i dont know when i lost my clothes or when he
took his off but they were gone.

then next scene in my dream was of him hoovering over me. his face
kissing me his lower body rubbing itself up and down my pussy lips. it
worked its way into me i hurt and i wasn't sure i could take that big
thing in me but then it was in. just like that. in me and he was moved
in and out. and i was quiet. i was afraid if i moved or said anything
i would wake up. it felt like he was in me for hours. but it was a
dream so i imagine it was only seconds. then he was gone. i don't know
when he left. i just opened my eyes and he wasn't there.

Carl my dream was so real that this morning my pussy hurt like
something had been in there. i know that the only thing that has been
in there is my own finger. man the dream seemed so real.

last night when dd kissed me i wanted him to do it to me so bad that i
know this is why i dreamed that he did it to me. i do know something.
if this is how it feels for real i love it. i want it. and it didn't
hurt like i thought i would. so maybe when dad really does fuck me it
wont hurt either.

love you jenny

*

he entered krystle's room just as she closed her laptop. she probably
told Carl all about her so-called sex dream. maybe he should read it
first, but... hell, he already knew the way she felt. he knew she
wanted him. he knew she wanted to be fucked.

he stood there, in the doorway, his bathrobe open, his hard cock
sticking out. no point in hiding it. not anymore.

"daddy thinks you'd better stay home from school," he said with a sly smile.

he closed the door behind him and stepped towards krystle. she looked
at him with these big eyes of her and stood up from behind her desk.
she was wearing this flimsy nightgown. her perky titties poked through
the material. one shoulder strap fell down. she bit her lip as he came
closer. her eyes fixed on his bobbing cock. he dropped his gown. her
eyes grew even bigger... she stepped away from her desk, and with a
subtle movement of her hand, let the other shoulder strap fall... and
with it her nightie twirled down, over her slender curves and legs...
down to her ankles. they both stood there for a while, looking at each
other's naked bodies. lust and desire shooting from their piercing
eyes. and then krystle did something he didn't expect her to do: she
took a quick step forward and jumped towards him, wrapping her legs
around his waist, her arms around his neck... and she started kissing
him wildly. her tongue penetrated his lips and entered his mouth. he
felt the hot glow between her legs, her moistness... juice from her
gaping wet pussy, dripping on his cock... and he held her up, her tiny
butt in his one hand - she was so light - and guided his cock into her
pussy. he slowly lowered her onto it...

*

jenny was in heaven now.

dad had come into her room and told her that she wasn't going to
school. that was okay with her. but why? before she could ask, he
opened his robe and dropped it to the ground. he was naked. totally
naked.

she looked at him. she knew that she should turn away. it was the
right thing to do. she should be shy and turn away and blush. but she
stared. his dick was huge. and poking straight up. all she could think
about was touching it. or kissing dad. or doing it with him.

they both stood for several moments just taking in the moment. then
she let her dress slip off her shoulders to the ground. it just
happened. she didn't plan it. she didn't think she even moved it just
dropped. and down it went.

feeling the cool breeze on her body she looked down. that is when she
blushed. but then without thinking she stepped forward. and dad fell
back onto the bed. and she jumped on top of him and kissed him. long
and hard. passionately, the passion was there. it felt good to finally
kiss him and have him kiss her back and know that neither was going to
quit kissing any time soon.

dad kissed her and as he did he lifted her tiny body up. placed her
over his rock hard dick and set her down. well actually, he dropped
her down. and the force of her body falling onto his lap shoved his
dick deep into her pussy. she was finally doing it. she didn't feel
any of the pain she thought that she would have. all she wanted to do
and all she did was rock her body into his.

dad kissed her as they sat on her bed. he held her tight and helped
her rock her body into his. this wouldn't take long. then he could
teach her all the stuff she was dying to do. he would make her forget
Carl. that was his plan. fuck her so much that she would only want him
and no one else.

dad lifted her up and off his dick. then laid her down on the bed and
mounted her again. deep he pushed into her. and while he fucked her he
sucked on her tits. they felt so good in his mouth. she felt so good
under him. he felt good in her. he was going to make sure that she
fucked all day. some how he managed to last over an hour the first
time he fucked her this morning. and after a quick shower they were at
it again. what a fast learner his daughter was. she picked up and all
the little things he was telling her to do.

they didn't stop for lunch. just fucked right through it.

she couldn't wait for night to sleep next to him in his bed. all night
long. her pussy was so sore but she wasn't complaining. no way. she
loved the feeling, made her know what they was doing was real and not
a dream.

not one time did she think about stopping to write to Carl. he would
have to wait to hear about all of this. it was okay he was probably
busy doing katy anyway.

dad was thinking ... she was so much better then laurie had been. she
was innocent. not like laurie. laurie said he was her first but he
cold tell when he took her that he wasn't the first to enter her. but
krystal. he was the first. but that first time was last night. she
didn't know that. but he did. he had fucked her while she slept. it
was great but he wanted her to know what it was like awake. that is
why he had come to her room. why he had just fucked his 13 year old
daughter. he wanted her to know he was the first to do it. not Carl.
dad. krystal's dad. her dad. her hot horny dad.

*

the next morning he woke up with krystle, half on top, her leg wrapped
around him, kissing his chest and nipples... while playing with his
already hard cock. he'd lost count on how many times they'd done it
last night. it seemed like they had sex all day, evening and night
long. he'd taken her in every possible position, his favorite being
her on top, straddling him, riding his cock like a sexy, little cow
girl. he loved the way her titties bounced when she bounced on him.
krystle had become his lover, his sex partner in one day!

she was insatiable. she couldn't get enough of him or his body. it
seemed like she was in a permanent state of sexual arousal. always
ready to fuck. always horny. one orgasm had barely faded away... and
she already curled herself up against him for more.

he didn't complain, of course. having his young, beautiful daughter as
his lover had been a life-long dream of his. he was not a pedo, so as
long as she was still a child, he had no particular sexual interest in
her. that had been awoken only a few years back, when one day he
noticed she'd developed the tiniest little bumps on her chest. they
seemed to have appeared overnight almost. from that day on, he'd
looked upon krystle has a sexual being and a potential lover... one
day.

that day had come. yesterday. or technically the night before,when he
had penetrated her while she was half-drunk and asleep. he sure hoped
her contraceptive pill had already kicked in by then. it must've been
real close. getting your niece pregnant was one thing. getting your
daughter pregnant was a whole different matter!

he watched as krystle played with his nipples and cock, and started to
push her down.

"yes, baby... go down... kiss daddy's cock... lick it... yes, like
that... oh yes..."

her little tongue went up and down his shaft, twirling around the
glistening head, kissing it, giving little pecks... down, down...
wrapping her lips around his balls, sucking on in. she was so good.
she knew exactly what to do! of course she did. as jenny she had been
exchanging all sorts of porn pics with him... Carl... she had her sex
ed from google.

"ooooh yeah," he moaned as krystle took the head of his cock into her
mouth, sucking it like a popsicle.

Carl. he thought his alter ego, Carl, who had set this whole thing in
motion. krystle might be perfectly happy with him, her dad, as her
lover for now. but she wouldn't just let Carl drop like that. her
letters to him were too passionate for that. he was absolutely sure
that one of the coming days she would turn back to him... wanting to
meet him. he had to give bret cormack a call. he would have to step in
and be 'Carl'. he would be good at it. he was sure. krystle would
totally like him. maybe she would even fall for him. he didn't exclude
that possibility. she was already in love with him, according to her
letters. if bret played his part well, he'd be in her panties in a
matter of hours. strange, to be having thoughts like these about your
own daughter, he thought. well, maybe not that strange... while she
was right in the middle of giving you a blowjob.

"aaaah... good, baby... yesss..." as krystle almost took the whole
length of his cock into her widely stretched mouth.

but what about katy, Carl' alleged daughter? with whom he had sex too,
as he'd told jenny/krystle. maybe krystle would think of her as a
rival, who was in a position of snatching her lover away from her. or
worse... what if she insisted on meeting her as well! no. katy had to
get out of the picture. better sooner than later. he could tell
krystle things hadn't worked out as planned with katy. after they had
sex, she'd begun to feel guilty about the whole thing and they'd
called the whole thing off. katy back to her mom, with a secret memory
of one crazy fuck with dad. that would work out just fine.

"ooooooh yes... yes, sweetheart... just fine..."

as soon as he had a chance, he would email jenny all about it.
preparing the entrance of bret... as Carl, lonesome, sad, devastated
by the failed relationship with his beloved katy... free and very
willing to be consoled by his online love, jenny. yes.

"yes! yes! yes! YES!"

he shot a load of cum down krystle's throat, which made her gag,
but... she swallowed it anyway. sucking, milking his cock to the very
last drop. fabulous. daddy's good little cock sucker girl.

"good girl... good girl," he moaned.

*

was it morning already? where had the night gone? or even the day? it
seemed like just a few hours ago dad had come into her bedroom and
fucked her. and now she was waking up in his bed with him under her.
she was on top and dad was in side of her.

they had fucked all day. in every room in the house.
her room - the floor, the bed.
the kitchen - the table, the counter top.
the living room - the couch, the rug the coffee table.
the den - on his desk, in his chair.
the bathroom - in the shower, sitting on the toilet,
the stairs - each and every step, standing, sitting, laying.
the back yard - it had been the wildest, they had to keep quiet so
they didn't make the neighbor, an old lady, come out and check to see
what the noise was, (She came out anyways and saw them fucking but
couldn't really tell that was what they was doing so didn't complain
just told them to hush)
it had taken up all the day and half the night to fuck in all those places.
it ended in his bed - and that started with dad eating her and her
sucking on him.

she must have been so tired cause she didn't remember falling asleep.
she woke up and looked down at dad. she was sleeping. he had a smile
on his face. she slid down and began licking his dick again for the
100th time. and watched it grow. then she moved up to his nipples and
licked and sucked on them as she slid his hard dick into her pussy.
and that is when dad woke up. with out missing a step he pumped her.
filling her pussy with his hard dick.

as he fucked her she told him she didn't want to go to school to day
and asked if he would write her a note telling them that she was sick.
he told her that he would tell them that she was in bed all day. and
he would make sure it was no lie.

they had been at it for 24 hours straight. only taking a break to eat
breakfast the day before and a midnight snack last night. and now both
were starving but neither wanted to stop long enough to eat, so the
continued fucking.

dad must have cum a 1000 times already and she must have cum a million
times. her pussy was almost numb from fucking so much. almost but not.
she still felt her juice pour when ever he touched her pussy. man he
had a way to make her wet. she loved it.

she wanted to stay with him for ever. how was she going to get her mom
to let her stay here full time. she didn't want to stop this fun. not
even for one minute.

lunch time and dad made her stop. he told her that if she wanted to
fuck any more he had to eat real food. so off they went to the
kitchen. and while he cooked he told her to go do her homework so she
wouldn't be behind in class.

crap she had totally forgot about Carl! she had a ton to tell him. but
she didn't want to tell him everything. she knew she would eventually
tell but right now it was her secret.

no message for Carl. he must have gotten lucky with katy. good. she
better love him like i do. she thought. fuck him for me katy. let him
think it is me he is with. but she knew that if he was fucking katy it
was katy that he was thinking about. because up until dad told her to
check her email she had not thought about Carl one time. it made her
sad but then she thought about how much she loved her dad and then it
was okay.

Carl,
i only have a moment. sorry i didn't write sooner but things with dad
are starting to heat up. he is the sweetest and kindest man in the
world. you should meet him i think you would like him. the two of you
have a lot in common. ME!

oh Carl it has been magical. the whole weekend with dad and there is
still 6 more days left with him. you were right he did want me. and i
let him. i will tell you more later. just know it was awesome.
unbelievable.

Carl i know that you helped me get here. and it was you that opened my
eyes to all of this. i cant wait to show all the things that i am
doing with dad. it is great.

i hear him calling my name. so i will write later.

dont worry if it is a long time before you hear from me cause i am
really busy with dad right now. i will tell you all about it soon.
promise. but for now i am living your dream, my dream, our dream.

thank you and i love all that you have taught me, jenny



*

when krystle came back into the living room after he called, he knew
she'd been writing to Carl, because he'd received the email already on
his cell phone.

"you better get back to your homework, sweetie, cuz daddy has some
work to do too. but i promise you, when my work is done... i'll come
over to your room and SCREW you silly on your bed!"

he winked at krystle and left her room. time to get into Carl' skin
and write her a 'sad' note.

hi sweetie,

i'm so happy to hear you're so happy with your dad. i really am happy
for you, baby. enjoy every moment with him. because, well, you never
know how much time you got together.

katy and me got on so well over the weekend, but yesterday evening she
got really sad and worried. she felt guilty about what happened. she
got worried if her mom would find out. all sorts of silly things.

i tried to persuade her. i tried everything. but this morning she
packed her bags and went back to her mom.

i don't know when i will be seeing her again. if ever.

i'm sad, baby. real sad.

bye.

*

after they had eaten lunch dad said he had work to finish and jenny
went up stairs to rest.

she fell asleep. and was woken up by dad sucking on her tits. mmm what
a great feeling. she rolled over and opened her legs to his hands. and
he was more then happy to use them

it wasn't long before he was in bed and fucking her. he wasn't sure
how he had managed to cum so much in the pas 24 hours but he was
thankful for it. god he had never fucked so much in his life. and she
was so willing. she never said no to anything he suggested. it was
like she was his toy. a live toy.

when he was finished he told her wanted to do it to her again out
side. she wasn't sure about that last time that old bitch next door
had almost messed it up. but then again it was sort of hot to know
that she had seen them doing it. but didn't know that they were doing
it. maybe this time she would figure it out. hope not though.

she put on the bikini that dad had bought her. the bottom was just a
thin strap and it fit tight into her cracks. all the way up. the top
was so small that it only hid the nipples not the red around it. she
felt like a tramp. dads tramp. sexy as hell.

dad and her laid out in the sun trying to act normal. yeah that only
lasted only a few minutes then it was all about the sex. dad asked her
to put lotion on him and she started out so sweet and innocent but
then when she reached his swim trunks there was this huge bulge in it.
what was a girl to do? she let it out and put lotion on it. and then
she found way too much lotion. most of it coming from the tip of his
dick.

then she told him to rub her with lotion. dad did and he didn't miss
any part of her. even the parts that never see the sun. he rubbed it
into her so good that her body sparkled with lotion. her pussy dripped
with juices and her nipples were begging to be sucked. it wasn't long
before the two of them were fucking like wild animals. it was two
hours later when they heard the neighbor open the door and call out
whose there? good think they were fucked out. they grabbed their swim
suits and went in side.

they snuggled on the couch. just touching and kissing. she couldn't
get enough of him. he wanted all of her. it was the best both of them
ever had.

in the back of her mind she was thinking about Carl. but in the front
of her mind it was Carl who?

then she fell asleep in dad's arms. dreaming about all that had
happened to her and all that was yet to come. dad i love you.

*

as they lay on the couch, krystle asleep, he positioned her so he
could slip his cock into her from behind. she was still slippery as
hell from the lotion... and both their fuck juices, he could slide it
in like it was butter. he slowly fucked his sleeping daughter, ran his
hands over her oiled up body... she moaned in her sleep. what a life,
he thought. being able to have all the tight, young pussy you wanted,
without even having to rush or fear of being caught, or fear of her
telling all about it to her mom or someone else. how many times had he
given money to laurie to keep her from blabbing it all out. at first,
the thing with laurie had been beautiful, but then she'd realized how
vulnerable he was. this thing they were doing was illegal. and laurie
started to threaten him to tell everybody... unless he paid. and he
did. a lot. but laurie's good life ended with becoming pregnant, of
course.

but the chances of something like this happening now were minimal.
krystle was fully willing, on the pill... and she had her own little
'secret' - Carl - which he totally had in hand. for now. as soon as
bret would step in, things would change. but he knew enough about bret
and his life-style to keep him in line. no worries.

he pushed his cock to the base into krystle's tight slit. she pushed
her butt back. hmmmmm, the little vixen was even horny in her sleep
now. he pulled his cock out of her, leaving her pussy gaping and
oozing cum and juices. let's try here, he thought, and put the tip of
his cock to her asshole. gentle and slow pushing opened up the little
anal rose and swalllowed up the tip of his cock. krystle moaned. he
pushed and got the head inside her. then it was easy. it slid in like
a thick snake. he impaled her tiny body on his swollen hard meat...
and krystle moaned again. thrusting and pumping in and out of her
tightest of holes. fuck! he thought. i'm fucking my daughter in the
ass! sweet, tight, young teen ass! yes! oh yessssssssssssssss....

with cum oozing out her hole, his softening cock still inside her, he
reached for his cell phone on the coffee table and pressed 'new
message'.

baby, baby jenny. where are you, baby? i feel so alone. i need you.
please, write me. please.
i love you so much. i love you to death, baby girl.
please.

his soft cock popped out of kystle's ass. yes, he thought. life was perfect.

*

jenny's ass was sore as hell this morning. she rolled off the couch
and got up and took a shower. grabbed a piece of toast then headed to
the computer.

when she opened up a new file that she had never seen before labeled
jenny she was shocked to see that dad had taken several pictures of
her and him together. she had never even seen the camera. but she had
to admit they looked real sexy. and she was sure that he had left it
so she could find them. she wanted to share them with chirs right
away.

Carl,

you will not believe all that has happened to me in the past two days.
you cant believe how much comfort it is knowing i am on the pill and
can do this as much as i want and not worry about having a baby. Carl
dad is doing it to me all the time. the only reason i can write this
now is cause he is asleep. if he wasn't he would be doing right now. i
dont know how many times it has been. i lost count after about 30th
time. and that was on sunday, today is tuesday. he is letting me stay
out of school yesterday and today just so we can do it all the time.

dad. that's what. you were right he wanted me real bad. and now that
he has me he cant stop. and i cant stop either. it is great. you said
it would be and it really is. omg my pussy is super sore but it is so
worth it.

Carl you have to know it is the best feeling on earth. is this how it
is with you and katy?

you said she left? did she come back yet? i feel really terrible that
she isn't there to give you the love i want to give to you. what can i
do for you? tell me! will it make you feel better if we meet?

tell me where and when. i know i can trust you now. and i want to do
it with you even more now that i have done it already with daddy. i
want to know if there is any differences.

you asked me once before for a picture well i found some pictures that
dad took of me. i didn't even know he had a camera. and i dont know
how he did it while he and i was doing it, but some of them are of the
two of us doing it.

they aren't real good of me but i think might like them. maybe it will
let you know that i am serious about meeting now. this is what i want
you to do to me too.

cant wait to feel you in me.

i hope you want to meet me soon. when you decide let me know so i can
make plans on how to get away from dad or mom.

*

one afternoon - they'd spend the whole morning in bed having sex --
the girl couldn't get enough of it! - he said he had to go out for
work-related stuff. he told krystle he wouldn't be long... and they
would do again as soon as he got back.

he met bret cormack in a bar downtown and handed him the outprints of
all the 'jenny and Carl letters'. he also gave him the user name and
password of the email address he'd been using to write the emails.
bret could simply take over and start writing to 'jenny'.

"so, what it comes down to, is you want me to fuck your daughter?"
bret said in a silent voice. "i knew you were devious, but i had no
idea you were THIS devious, you big old perv. you did her already, you
say? how is she? tight and wild, i guess?"

"insatiable, my dear bret. the girl is insatiable. she can't get
enough of cock. she really can't. i've lost count on how many times
we've done it these past couple of days. 20, 50... i dunno! i can
hardly keep up with her!"

"looks like you could use a hand then, or rather... a cock!"

they both laughed. then continued to talk through some of the details.
yes, she was on the pill; yes, she'd done anal already; yes, being
sexy in public turned her on; etc.

"remember one thing though, cormack... if you hurt my girl in any way,
i swear to god i'll kill you. do you understand? don't take her away
from me; don't run off with her some place; don't get her pregnant.
understand?"

bret nodded and held out his hand.

"let's shake on it. you know you can trust me. remember my
stepdaughter, some years ago? we had sort of a similar arrangement
then, didn't we? we both fucked her for a while. it even started with
a threesome! you think it could lead to this now as well?"

"it might. who knows. what happened to dear old sally anyway?"

"oh, her mom and i broke up. i kept seeing her for a while after that.
but then i met the cutest 12-year old you've ever laid eyes upon, man.
i saw her one day at a mall. half an hour  and a hamburger later, she
was sucking my dick in the toilets. man, she sucked like a pro. i tell
ya, young girls these days..."

"i know, man. i know. i'm sure you'll find out that my krystle is one
hot little number too."

they left each other with the arrangement that bret would take a
couple of days to 'study his role' first and then he would send jenny
an email to set up a meeting, the following week some day, day after
school.

good, he thought. that leaves me a couple of days to enjoy my krystle
on my own, because soon she would have two lovers to deal with.

he could hardly wait to get back home to her, watching her for a while
in some crazy sexy outfit, and then fuck her silly.

*

Carl

it has been way too long since i wrote you. over a week. i want you to
know it isn't you. it has been a wild ride here. mom and dad and me
well lets just say it is settling down now and i can get back to
loving you as much as you want me to love you.

You cant know just how much i love my dad and he has it going on. but
i really need to meet you. i want to give you a proper thank you.

i want to know what kind of a man you really are.

things with dad are getting better and better. i going back to school
every day no more skipping classes. i wasn't as far behind in my
studies as i thought i would be from of all the days i missed because
i stayed home to fuck dad.

i would do it again in a heart beat. he is the best fuck i ever had.
lol he is the only one i ever had so far. you i hope will be my 2nd
on. and i know you will be great, i can tell just by how you
encouraged me to do dad.

do you think it will be soon, Carl? i dont know if i want to wait much longer.

not a lot more i can tell you about me and dad. it is the same stuff.
he comes home from work i am naked and he grabs me and we fall into a
heated fuck then we eat then we go to bed. can you see me excited
about going to bed at 5 in the afternoon. but i am. and we stay there
or at least somewhere doing it, til 6 in the morning. daily schedule.
some times he picks me up for lunch from school and we do it in the
back of his van. we did it once in the school parking lot with some
kids standing out side of the van. it was funny. i could hear them
talking while dad and i was fucking.

i wear sexy clothes to school all the time now. i love the way the
boys treat me. and a few have asked me out. but mom is still locked on
this thing about not dating until i am 16. fuck her. if she only knew
that what she is protecting me from i got from my own dad. lol

i love that every guy in school wants to date me. i guess they all
want to see if it is easy to get into my pants. lol maybe it is but
not for them. at least not until you. i am saving it for you Carl. you
mean that much to me.

i know your katy broke your heart the bitch. but dont be too mad at
her. one day she will see what she is missing and want you back and it
just might be to late. that is where she will hate herself. just be
patient with her and keep trying to love on her. she is just scared.
remember she is only 13. and you was her first maybe she doesnt like
sex. maybe she liked it too much and it scared her. who knows. you
need to sit down and talk it all out. and let her know you love her no
matter what. cause that is what i would want my dad to do with me.

you know katy might have a boy friend and she just wanted you to be
her first so she could do it with him with out looking like a virgin.
ever thought about that?

it sounds like what i did with dad. i think i fucked him so that when
we was together i could know just what to do for you.

i love you with all my heart. but i love dad too. so you now have to
share me. but there is plenty to go around.

oh did i tell you. i am staying over there all the time now. mom and
her newest boyfriend i think this one is 17 (at least he isnt in high
school) have moved in together. and she saw him looking at my ass one
day and went ballistic and threw me out. can you see it now my mom
jealous of me?  lol didn't help that i was wearing a super short dress
with no panties on and i was bending down in front of him to pick
something off the floor. lol ... what's a girl to do when she is
hornier then fuck?

you dont hear me complaining i love living with dad 24/7 that means
sex all the time. and i get it when ever i want it. and it wont be
hard to go out with you. i think if i told him about you he might be
excited. but i still haven't told him. and i wont not till i am sure
about me and you. i want it to be perfect between us.

send me info on our meeting place. for me the best time is after
school before dad gets home.

*

when bret got the mail, he got a hard-on instantly. wow. this krystle
really meant business. he'd only gone through half of the jenny/Carl
letters yet, but he couldn't wait to meet this chick. especially since
her dad included some of the pics he'd taken of them during sex, he
was absolutely sure he would have loads of fun with her. her dad never
sent her a pic of him obviously, so now seemed like the perfect time
to 'properly' introduce himself to her.

my dear jenny,

i'm so glad to hear everything is fine with you and that you're happy.
good to hear you'e living with your dad full-time. it makes it easier
for you to 'sneak' away.

let's not wait any longer, jenny sweetheart. let's meet as soon as possible.

what about tomorrow after school? do you know that mall with the small
park next to it? let's meet there, my sweet jenny? can you? WILL you?
i hope you will. i'm already getting excited i will finally get to see
you... maybe touch you. will you let me touch you... on our first
date, my love? i want you so much. so much.

i included a little pic of myself. i hope you like me. i hope you're
not thunk i'm too old for you.

oh baby, i want you. i need you.

your love,

Carl

he didn't want to 'overdo' it too much. not sound too horny too get
inside her panties... although he WAS. VERY. hopefully she'd like the
way he looked. he'd never had any complaints before, but... you never
knew what a girl liked in a man... or not.

*

she couldnt wait to check her email when she got to school. she hoped
that he was ready to meet. she saw thinking that there was something
wrong with her cause he had put her off so many times before. she had
almost begged him to meet in her last email. did she sound too much
like a kid?

Carl,

yes i know the park you are talking about. to morrow it is. i get out
of my last class at 3:30 and dont have to be home til 5:00 we will
have just enough time to get to know each other right? can you get
there by 3:45? i will be there.

tell me tonight what to wear for you. i want it look extra sexy for you.

wow you are super sexy in your picture. totally not what i thought you
would look like. i think i could fall madly in love with all over
again once we meet.

your lips look so inviting. please kiss me the instant we meet. i want
to taste them.

omg i am so wet thinking about tomorrow's meeting. how am i ever going
to get through the day.

i will expect a note tonight and will see and love you tomorrow. cant
wait to feel you inside of me Carl. i want to feel your hands and lips
on my body. to feel your heart beat as we fuck. Carl it is going to be
so much fun. i want you so bad. love you deeply.

*

oh boy, her dad was right. she was so hot and horny. even after all
this fucking she'd been doing over the past days, she was still horny
as hell. and she seemed to like the way he looked. what she had to
wear?

mmmmmm my baby,

you sound so hot and horny. wear... that short and sexy dress you wore
in church, baby. no underwear. i promise not to wear any too ;)

i have a van too. i'll park it real close, so we can have... all the
privacy we need to get to know each other.

i'll be on the bench by the little lake at 3.45 tomorrow, my baby.
you'll recognize me from the bulge in my pants.

i wish it were friday already xxxx


*

Carl

i am so excited. i couldn't even concentrate in class. my panties are
so wet. dad is going to be a lucky man tonight cause i am hornier then
hell and i need a good fuck.

all i can think about is getting together with you tomorrow. yes i
will wear the dress that my dad bought me for church. and i promise
that if i have panties on i will take them off before i get to the
park.

you will recognize me i will be the one with a wet pussy.

cant wait Carl. i can almost feel you now.

Carl here are just a couple more of the pictures of me and dad that i
found on his computer. do they help you want me more? this is what i
want you to do to me first. okay?

LOVE YOU, jenny

Jenny was so excited that she was finally going to fuck Carl. it was
something she had in her mind since they had met in that chat room
last month. he was perfect. she didn't treat her like a kid. she liked
that. he wanted her as much as she wanted him. and the picture that he
had sent her. wow he was so cute. she was dripping with excitement.

she told dad that she would be home late from school, just in case
things lasted a long time between her and Carl. she didn't want to
rush it. she wanted to them to take their time and enjoy the sex.

dad said it was cool he had to work late anyway and wouldn't be home
till after dinner. that was strange he never worked late. she wondered
what was up with that. oh well, she had to figure out just where she
wanted to start with Carl. that is after he kissed her. she knew that
it would all end with him fucking her. and that is just what she
wanted.

13 years old and two boyfriends. and both over 40 wow what a life. she
was sure that most girls never had it this good and probably most
women either. she was one lucky girl. and well fucked to boot.

*

this is what i had to do when i saw your pics, baby jenny. i got so
hard, i simply had to get naked and jerk off.
this will all be yours tomorrow, my sweet hot sexy girl.

*

the more i see of your body the more i want you. i love that I have
that kind of affect on your dick.

oh Carl why did we wait so long for this? i bet i wont be able to
stand waiting all day to see you. i got my dress all cleaned for you
and it is laying on my bed tonight so all i have to do is put it on in
the morning.

i talked to dad again and he said that i didn't have to rush home or
nothing. he even gave me $20 to eat dinner so that if what ever i had
to do after school took too long i could stop and buy something to eat
before i got home. i told you i have a super great dad.

it is like he is making this possible. like he wants us to be
together. and he dont even know about you. funny right?

Carl i have been playing with my pussy all day at school and even
after me and dad fucked. i played with it some more cause i was so
horny thinking about you.

dad asked me today why i was extra wet. i couldn't tell him that i had
a date with my online boyfriend. but that is why. i know it. we are
going to have a blast dont you think?

well it is off to bed for me and dad. he and i spend most of the night
doing it. but i will do my best not get too worn out cause i want to
be at my best for you Carl.



*

he made a call to bret as soon as krystle was out of the door, off to school.

"all set up for this afternoon? ok. switch the cams on now and let's
see if i receive the video stream allright."

he could picture bret going into the garage, opening up his van and
starting up the whole wireless webcam system they installed in the
four top corners. only a minute later, four webcam windows popped to
life on his computer screen, giving him a perfect view of everything
that would be happening inside.

it provided an extra protection for krystle if something would go
wrong. after all, he didn't want her to be raped. bret would keep well
in line, knowing he was being 'monitored'. and... it would give him a
helluva hot show to watch: his young daughter, all sexed up, dripping
horny, getting fucked by another man. it made him hard even thinking
about it. thirdly: he could save all the movies and give a copy to
santino. because after krystle's absence from school, he had a call
from him, asking what was going on.

"are you fucking your own daughter, barker?" he'd asked bluntly.

he had admitted he was. santino knew what he was like. he had seen
krystle's sexy behavior last week. the facts that she was going to
spend a weekend, maybe longer, with him and that she was suddenly
skipping school, had made him think. he was no fool.

"if you don't want krystle to be expelled from school, i'm gonna need
you to do me a favor," he had said.

he would get his favor in the form of some steaming underage sex on dvd.

"ok, bret. perfect view. make sure you park in the open. not under any
trees or something. get the best reception possible. well, i can only
say: enjoy my daughter."

with that he concluded his call with bret. now he could only wait for
the show to begin.

he couldn' resist writing a short note to 'jenny' as Carl. bret would
also like it, he was sure.

my baby jenny,

yes, you have 'that' effect on my body. i think i jerked off five
times yesterday thinking of what's about to happen. it was like i was
constantly horny. horny for your delicious body.

your dad is a super great dad... and a super lucky bastard too...
because he HAD you already. he had the pleasure of bringing you to a
climax many times, enjoying our wild orgasms, with his super dick deep
inside your tight fuck hole...

i can only hope i will be as good a lover as he is to you.

looking forward to seeing you, feeling you... loving you.

your Carl

*
good morning Carl,

here is a sample of what you will get this afternoon.
i found dad's camera and took this one this morning. i want you to
know what you are going to have.

love you. so wet wanting you. need you too.

i will check my email again once i get to school.

Carl my pussy is aching for you. i hope you know that this is the
right thing for us. i wanted this for so long.

show me what i have to look forward to.

*

these are a few of the things i could do to that sweet pussy of yours.
i got the tools, baby, and they're ready :)
oh jenny, i can't wait. my cock is throbbing and almost bursting to fuck you
and keep on fucking you hard and long
are you ready for me, sweetie?

*
Carl it is so hard to sit here in class knowing that we will meet for
the first time and then to think about all the stuff you and me will
be doing. i love your pictures. i want them all.

i pussy is so horny right now. i wish you was here in class with your
fingers or even your dick stuck inside of me.

it is 9 am so i only have to wait 6 or so more hours. shit that is so
long. i want you now.

did you like my dress that i am wearing just for you. and guess what.
i dont have panties on today. it is hard to keep my skirt down below
my ass cheeks. the boys are all over me but it is just like i love it.

i love how they flirt with me and ask me out all the time, guess what
the principal called me into his office today. i thought he was going
to bitch at me for wearing my dress or for all the days i missed last
week, but he just told me how nice i look. and that if i worked real
hard and kept my grades up he would make sure that i was rewarded. he
is so nice. and cute too. i see girls going to his office all the
time. there isn't a single girl at this school that says anything bad
about him.

well now it is 9:05, the clock is so slow today.

i love you.



*

i wish i could be with you, there in school, take you down to the
toilets and fuck you there, my baby love
seeing that you're hardly wearing any clothes at all, and i'm super
rock-hard all the time, it wouldn't take long
we would both cum hard, and you would return to class with my cum
dripping out of your pussy and that scent of sex lingering around you.

oh, your principal... i wouldn't be surprised he had a hard-on
watching you too ;)

*

only 4 1/2 more hours. YEA!!!

my principal? i dont think so. but that would be something if i could
get him interested in me. but i think you and dad are about all i can
handle right now.

just think if the mr. santino was wanting me to do it with him, i
could make super good grades and not have to work at it at all. but i
wouldn't know how to ask him about that. never mind. it is you and
daddy that have my heart.

i never thought about doing it here at the school in the toilets. that
would be so naughty. there are a few boys that go here to school with
me, that would love to help me live that fantasy.

i bet you are having a hard time working today too thinking about me
and you in the park. do you think it will be safe to do it there or
will we have to go somewhere else?

remember dad said i dont have to hurry home. he didn't even ask what i
had planned. he is so freaking cool. i wonder what he would do if he
knew i was meeting a 40 year old man that i met in a chat room on
line? i am so excited Carl. i want the clock to hurry and move.

see you soon.




*

getting bigger by the minute, my love :)


3.30. bret parked his van on a corner of the parking lot, near the
park, and walked towards the bench where he and 'jenny' were supposed
to meet. she wasn't there yet. it wouldn't be long now, and he already
had a huge hard-on in anticipation of what was about to come: sex with
a 13-year old beauty, totally willing and even expecting it herself;
not a virgin - her daddy did the honors there - and with plenty of
experience - courtesy of daddy again.

3.37. he saw a few school girls crossing the parking, heading for the
mall. gorgeous, long-legged, bubbly, budding creatures with small
boobs high on their chests. oh boy, he would've gladly taken them all
to his van and fucked them senseless. if 'his jenny' was even remotely
like any of these... and she would be. he was sure. he'd seen the
pictures... and jerked off on them countless times these last few
days.

3.41. a beautiful, young blonde, 20-something, passed by, and smiled
at him. he smiled back, thinking if he'd he'd met her in a bar, he
would gladly buy her a drink or two, before taking her back to the
toilets.

3.43. two 11-year olds in short shorts and tank tops which left their
belly buttons bare, giggled by. he watched them, with lust in his
eyes.

when he turned his head away from them... jenny stood in front of him.
it was 3.45 on the dot. his heart had suddenly crept up in his throat
and held him from speaking. he opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
luckily he could smile... and she smiled back. luckily. my god, how
beautiful she was! 13. barely developed as a woman..... but yet so
erotic in her whole look. this girl radiated sex, and she knew it. she
was fully aware of the effect she had on men. he could read in her
eyes she knew he had a boner. she had come here, to meet him, with one
purpose only: sex. he knew it and she wanted it. and goddamn, did she
know how to get it too! the way she sat down next to him, crossing her
long, incredibly well-shaped legs, showing him a lot of thigh, her
short dress creeping up almost to her crotch. was she wearing panties
or not? if not, then this was a very daring posture of her. a bra. no
sign of a bra. hardly a sign of breasts either. this girl, 'jenny'...
krystle... was a dream. of course, he had had many young girls before,
younger than her even. but with all the things he knew of her, her
letters to 'him', her dreams about and desires for him; how it all
started weeks ago, with some innocent, yet romantic emails, gradually
becoming erotic, sexy and downright pornographic, with the exchange of
hardcore pics and vids of her and her dad 'in action'... the whole
build-up to this here moment... jenny was the ultimate lolita. the
girl of his dreams. the girl of his life. the love of his life! how
could this be? he'd never spoken a single word to the girl, nor she to
him! yet, he had the feeling he could read her mind and she could read
his. he knew what she wanted. in HER mind she already HAD his mind.
now the time had come she wanted his body too. and she would get it
and make it hers. the whole week of crazy sex with her dad had been
merely foreplay. NOW was the time she would show, prove and claim her
love... to him. THAT was what she was thinking. THAT was what HE
wanted.

3.49. "i... i love you, j-jenny" he uttered.

*

at 3:15 she had asked for a pass to use the bathroom. she never
returned to class. she used the door in the back of the school and
snuck out.

she almost ran to the park. she was early. she wanted to see if he was
as anxious as she was. when she got to the park she found a tree that
offered a good place to hide. she waited. she didn't have to wait long
she was early just like her.

he looked just like is picture but even better. more human. she didn't
wnat to seem pushy so she stayed hidden just watching him. man he was
a work of art. his body was golden brown with a fantastic tan, she
wanted to run her fingers through his hair. she wanted to feel his
lips on her lips and body. he was dressed in a light blue tank top, so
tight, that showed of his muscles. he has on a tight pair of jeans
that showed he was ready for her in every sense of the word. hard and
large, OMG he was huge. sandals. dark sunglasses. he was a human god.

she enjoyed watching him as he noticed all the girls walking by. he
was looking she liked that she was searching for her. she noticed that
he was liking the girls that walked by. in the back of her mind she
thought that he might not like her cause she was so young and not yet
matured. but the way he smiled at the girls that passed let her know
that she had nothing to worry about. he thought young girls we the
best she could tell.

she looked at her watch and counted. looked up. it was now or never.
just as he looked the other way she stepped out and stood in front of
him.

he looked at her and smiled. it took her breath away. his beauty
captured her eye. staring at her for a long moment he couldn't speak.
then slowly he reached out his hand took hers in it and almost unheard
he said "i... i love you, j-jenny"

she giggled stepped froward wrapped her arms around his neck and
whispered into his ear 'about that. jenny isn't my real name. i hope
you dont care, cause it would break my heart that my lying to you
would be the thing that was to ruin us.'

he pulled back and smiled and it melted her heart. 'so jenny what is
your real name?'

'krystal with a k please call me krissy or jenny if you want.'

'well, krissy, i have a secret too. my name isn't Carl it is bret with
a b.' he added. 'but you can call me anything that your heart wants.'

then he leaned forward and kissed her for all it was worth. 'she
tastes like heaven.' he thought. he stood up took her hand and walked
her to his van. opened the dorr and climbed in after her.

neither said another word for the next 15 minutes. then couldn't their
mouths were busy. it was a kiss that was so hot and passionate that it
seemed to make their bodies start to boil.

finally krissy pulled away. she took a deep breath and smiled. she
reached over and lifted up his top and removed it. then undid the
zipper on his pants. they were off in a flash. next his boxers were
gone. here she was with Carl/bret. he was naked except for his
sandals. a god. she sat back and drank his body in. then she leaned in
and wrapped first her fingers then her lips around his dick. it was so
big that she couldn't get her mouth all the way over it but she did
the best she could. the taste was awesome. she loved licking it and
sucking all the juices but what she really wanted was to feel it
inside of her. it was so big, not sure if it would fit but she wanted
to find out.

he leaned back into the van and let his child lover suck. just as he
was about to cum he stopped her he reached in and lifted off her
dress. there in all her glory she sat naked. because all she had on
was the dress. 'just as i promise' she whispered.

now it was his turn to touch and kiss and suck on her body. she laid
back and let him do what ever he wanted. and what he wanted was just
what she had wanted since the day they first started talking. and what
she wanted was exactly what he was doing. he explored every inch of
her young growing body. he explored it with his hands, with his
tongue, with his dick. the moment his dick entered her
was...............

*

the moment his dick entered her was......... electrifying for him,
because that very first contact of his hot swollen meat with her
tender inner flesh, sent a flash of sparkles up and down his spine,
back to the tip of his cock where their bodies seemed to melt
together.

as he slid deeper into her, kryssy's body opened up, unfolded and
parted, to welcome him inside her. the heat and the passion, the wet
lust of her entangled him; wrapped itself around him, clutched to him,
dug it's nails into his back to fire him on, to push and to thrust
until he hit her core, her throbbing soul of love, burning deep inside
her.

she curled herself around him, his huge body covering her tiny figure
completely, crushing here, crashing into her. every thrust of his
mighty hips forced the breath out of her, making her gasp and moan.
his grunts announcing the next push forward, push deeper... until the
whole of him was inside her, living, breathing, throbbing... in
harmony with her heart beat. two hearts beating as one. a cock and a
cunt fucking as one living thing.

he'd never met this girl, never spoken to her, but it was if his life
became completely now he was with her... inside her. he exploded into
a million white stars... lightening up the dark sky. the stars shot up
like brilliant jewels, rushing into her body, invading it, conquering
it every cell and merging with it.

her body squirmed, shivered and shuddered as she felt cramping up, his
muscles tighten. she contracted hers as the stars engulfed her, she
floated and drifted on white, fluffy clouds... she let the waves roll
into her body, rocking it, lifting it, dropping it. where was the
world? the world was everywhere, as his body was everywhere... in her
and on her. closer. tighter. harder. more. much, much more.

"everything, my love," he whispered. "you are everything. my
everything. i never knew i was alive before this moment... before i
met you. now we are one. one forever."

he buried his face into her neck and inhaled her body scent. he drank
her sweat. her fingers tip-toed over his body. she kissed him
everywhere her lips could reach.

they stayed in that position for a long time, their bodies locked in
an embrace. his cock beating inside her. giving her life. her folds of
flesh keeping him there. there, where he should be. with her.

when he opened his eyes and looked up, he saw the red digits of his
dashboard clock: 5.49.

kryssy and him had been having sex for almost two hours non-stop! he
looked at her, half expecting her to see her sleeping... but she
wasn't. she was looking at him. smiling. radiant.

but her eyes were hungy. hungry for more of him. he leaned down and
kissed her deeply. the moment his tongue entered her was.........

*

the moment his tongue entered her was......... was.... it was
unbelievable. she could taste her own juices on his face. it made her
body shudder. he kissed her like he couldn't get enough of her. he
spend at least 15 minutes licking and devouring her lips and face.

eventually he let his kisses move down. slowly kissing all the curves
of her body again. he didn't want to stop. her smile is all it took to
bring his spent tool back to life. she made him rock hard. no girl he
had ever been with could do that with just a smile.

first time his dick became hard to her looks was the first time he
looked at a picture of her smiling up at her dad, the one her dad had
sent him. this picture plus the others that SHE had sent to him,
thinking he was Carl, had done the same thing. and when he looked at
her earlier today the smile she gave him got his dick so hard it had
almost ripped a hole in his britches.

he wanted to taste her again. he licked his way down to the valley
between her tits. not much of a valley but just the way he loved it.
he bit her little nipples and teased them sucking them in and getting
them wet then blowing on them to make them hard.

while his mouth was busy with her tits, his dick was throbbing. it
ached to enter her sweet tight pussy. he didn't rush it, though. he
just enjoyed the urge, the throbbing, he liked to feel the urge, it
was almost as fun as the fuck. almost. he let it build. he lowered his
kisses down to her hairless mound. he kissed and teased the tender
clit and pussy lips. she moaned. she came. he didn't stop when she
begged him to fuck her. he kept tonguing her. then he put his fingers
into her hot hole. she came again. god she was so hot. he spent a long
time getting her pussy ready to be fucked.

she couldn't stand the empty feeling she was having. her pussy was
aching to be full. she needed his dick in her. but he was teasing her.
it was sinful the way he teased her. she wanted his dick in her. she
screamed for him to fuck her. but he ignored her request. he wanted
her to body burn with desire. he wanted he to be on the verge of
killing him if she didn't get it into her. she was almost there. he
teased her more.

that wasnt hard. the girl was a sex goddess. one touch and her body
consumed you. he couldnt hold out any longer. he flipped her over put
her on her knees. he got behind her and entered the hottest pussy he
had ever fucked. over and over he pushed his dick into her pussy. she
moaned. she came. she consumed his mind. and then he fell into a
sweaty mess. she had drained all his strength.

the watch on his arm read 7:30 he couldn't believe that he had been
fucking her for almost 4 hours. and she wasn't finished. he wasn't
either. not once did he think about her father, the man that had given
him this gift. the man that had let his daughter fuck a complete
stranger. his mind was focused on this 13 year old girl he was
fucking. so tiny, so cute, and so fucking hot. OMG he was ready again.
he got on top and enter her again.

he loaded her pussy with his cum then told her that they should
probably move that van so that no one called the cops about an
abandoned car. he got behind the wheel (naked) and started the van.
she climbed up to the front between the seats and sat on the floor. as
he drove the car she rubbed his dick. he moved the car only a mile
before he couldnt stand it any longer. he needed her again. he stopped
and took her in another heated sex moment.

then he drove the car to her street. he parked it in front of her
home, he fucked her one more time and when he was finished he told her
that she had better get home. or her dad might not let her out again.
she asked him to fuck her one last time. he did. finally at 10:30 she
stumbled out of the van walked to the front door and into her house.

it surprised her to see her dad sitting in the dark watching the front
door when she walked in.

he smiled and asked her if she had a good time. 'fuck yeah' is what
she thought but she said was ' oh dad, it was homework how can you
have a good time doing homework?'

he gave her a hug and a kiss he could smell bret on her. he was only
semi hard because he had been masturbating while watching bret give
his baby one last hard fuck. but smelling the sex on his daughter and
knowing where it came from was intoxicating. his dick sprang to life.
kissy didn't miss the fact either. she reached down and pull the
little guy out and dropped to her knees.

this girl couldn't get enough. what was a father to do? he lifted her
up into his arms and carried her to his bed.......


  
The Jenny And Carl Letters