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I want to thank everyone for the wonderful emails. Several people have asked why most of my stories involve relationships between fathers and daughters. The answer is not that I had an affair with my own father for I haven’t. But the fantasy of making love to him has totally consumed me life. I will try to explain something here I’ve never told anyone so please be patient as a father does with his little princess. Horrible Mother By Brittany M. 1 Things really started the day after little Brittany’s 11th birthday party. The night before her friend had slept over and in quiet whispers in the darkness of her bedroom 12-year-old Megan began boldly talking about sex. The subject wasn’t new to little Brittany since she had already experienced the velvety butterflies in her abdomen when riding her bike recently. But there under the covers Megan put names to what Brittany had been experiencing. Little Brittany quickly discovered that whispering those forbidden words also caused those butterflies to flutter in her tummy. She and Megan whispered to each other in muffled giggles. Whore, Cock, Fuck, Pussy, Cunt and more that Brittany had never heard before. “That’s why boys at school are always trying to look up our dresses,” Megan whispered in little Brittany’s ear. “They want to see your pussy and fuck you!” Little Brittany’s mind spun with her newfound knowledge. But she was to ashamed to ask her friend what fuck meant. The two beautiful preteens whispered into the night giggling softly and feeling so wicked. Little Brittany fell asleep with her legs locked tightly one her small hand. After Megan’s mother picked her up the next day her mother had sent her straight to the bathtub. Brittany protested but only weakly. Her mother was mean. Not kind and affectionate like her handsome father. When Brittany entered her bedroom her mother was waiting for her. “Put these on and don’t give me an argument,” her mother pointed at her bed. Little Brittany looked at the bed. The white and pink summer dress she had gotten for her birthday was laying out neatly. On top of it lay a tiny pair of sheer yellow bikini panties. Brittany looked at her mother with a frown. “Aren’t they beautiful?” she picked the up and held them out to her young daughter. “They’re from your father.” The little girl’s bright blue eyes bulged hearing her father had given her such a sexy birthday present. Unable to speak Brittany nodded her head yes and took the sheer panties from her mother. Little Brittany wasn’t bashful around her mother and just a little around her father. So dropping the towel and wriggling into the panties while her mother watched did not bother her at all. In fact her mother left before the 11-year-old girl had finished snuggling the panties into plave. “Boy,” she thought looking in the mirror at the way the sheer yellow film clung to the high puffy swell of her mound. Her eyes bulged realizing she could even see her narrow slit through the hazy yellow nylon. Little Brittany stared at her reflection. Her budding breasts had started to swell last summer and were even bigger than 1 year older Megan’s. But even with that she didn’t feel an A cup yet. Brittany giggled at the way the tiny pink points stuck straight out towards her sparkling eyes. Brittany scampered quickly into her new summer dress when she heard footsteps in the hall. No one came in so the little girl admired her new dress in the mirror. The dress was awful short but she loved it. Little Brittany giggled remembering why boys at school tried looking up he dress. “Boy they sure will wanna fuck me now!” she thought excitedly. Then she became afraid once her parents saw how short the dress was they would forbid her to wear it. Another half an hour of fiddling with her hair Little Brittany went down to finish watching cartoons. When her mother passed the doorway Brittany asked when her father was coming home. “About 1pm, honey,” her mother nodded and walked on. Little Brittany was bored but delighted when her mother had not said anything about her dress being too short. Surfing through the channels until she settled on Bay Watch reruns. Little Brittany was jealous of all the girl’s with huge boobs. But one thing little Brittany had that was just as nice to look at was her plump little pussy. In fact she thought her preteen pussy was just as plump and inviting as any on the beach. Without realizing it little Brittany was straddling the arm of the sofa. If someone watched the little girl they could see the tiny movements of her narrow hips as she scrapped her panty clad little pussy over the rough material. Little Brittany WAS very aware of the sensations and growing butterflies in her abdomen. Looking you could see the far away look in her eyes, the tinge of pink in her cheeks and her even white teeth biting into her pouty lower lip. “What do you think you are doing?” Her mother’s voice was coarse and angry. Little Brittany’s heart pounded wildly when she realized what she had been doing. The shame and fear was worse knowing her mother had caught her. The little girl slid off the sofa arm and buried her face. “Brittany I think its time to have a mother and daughter chat,” her mother’s voice was surprisingly soft. The little girl looked at her mother with surprise. “Come up stairs,” her mother said softy and moved towards the stairs. Brittany didn’t move for a long minute. She didn’t trust her mother. Brittany was positive in her young mind that the minute she was upstairs her mother would beat her with that big hair brush again. Brittany flinched when she heard her mother call her name. Frightened and trembling, little Brittany trudged up the stairs. She found her mother sitting on her bed smiling. part 2 coming soon Post a comment in response: |
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