("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Summer Cabin by Fleur (address withheld) *** Shelley doesn't understand why her Dad keeps touching Mandy, or why Mandy's Dad keeps letting him. (MMf, ped, nc, 1st, inc, voy) *** Shelley didn't understand what was going on. I mean, some things she could see, but then, why didn't everyone else see, and how come her Dad was being OK about it. She wished she weren't stuck at the cabin for the whole summer with her Dad and her Mom and her "Uncle Jack" and his daughter. For one thing, "Uncle Jack" wasn't her uncle, so she didn't know why she had to call him that. And for two things, she didn't get why Uncle Jack tucked his daughter in every night. Mandy was fifteen! That was too old to be tucked in. Shelley was too old to be tucked in, at fourteen, so why did Uncle Jack take Mandy's hand every night and say he was taking her to be tucked in? But the biggest thing Shelley didn't get was why her Dad didn't care that Uncle Jack and her Mom kept sneaking off. Seriously, Uncle Jack and her Mom were, like, gone, all the time. And one time, Shelley had seen Uncle Jack and her Mom kissing all sloppy and Shelley had felt awful and gone back inside. Another time, while they were all in the kitchen, her mom and Uncle Jack were standing next to each other, and Uncle Jack's arm was over her Mom's shoulder and his hand LANDED ON HER BOOB. And his fingers were just grazing her Mom's nipple, back and forth, and Uncle Jack had LOOKED RIGHT AT SHELLEY while he was doing it. When Shelley ran out of the room, Uncle Jack had laughed out loud. Shelley thought her Dad would be really mad, but maybe her Dad didn't notice because all he could do was stare at Mandy. Seriously. Her Dad just looked and looked and looked at Mandy. Yeah, Mandy was cute, but SHE WAS ONLY FIFTEEN. But her Dad kept staring at Mandy, and Mandy kept wearing little shorts and a bikini top, and when her Dad said to sit on his lap, Mandy would go sit on his lap and her Dad would practically drool on her. She would sit on his lap, and he would put his hand, like, ON HER THIGH or ON HER STOMACH, and look down her bikini top, and Mandy would just like, squirm around and giggle when he tickled her. Shelley hated it, but her Dad kept following Mandy around the cabin and Uncle Jack and her Mom were gone somewhere and there was nothing she could do. And then, one day, a couple weeks after they all got to the cabin, Shelley and Mandy were outside, sunbathing. And they were both in bikinis and Uncle Jack and her Mom were gone AGAIN, and her Dad came out to where they were. Both girls were lying face down, with their tops untied because they didn't want lines, and her Dad said Hey you girls don't want to get a sunburn, do you? Shelley didn't say anything because she hated him ever since they came to the cabin, but Mandy said Maybe you should put some sun-block on me. And her Dad got that look on his face and he put sun-block on his hands, and started rubbing it, real slow, on Mandy's feet. And on her calves. And then he kept on rubbing her legs and going higher and higher. Shelley wanted to DIE, but if she stood up, her top would come off and her dad would see her boobs and she couldn't even move anyway. So her Dad was just rubbing on the back of Mandy's thighs and he even moaned a little and Shelley closed her eyes. But then her Dad said "oh god Mandy" and she looked, and her Dad HAD HIS FINGER INSIDE MANDY'S BIKINI. Shelley couldn't move, but her Dad was running his finger up and down IN MANDY'S PARTS, and now his other hand was under Mandy's bikini and squeezing her butt, and his finger was moving around in Mandy's bikini until Mandy started to shake. Her Dad kinda moaned too, and then he sat up and sat so he was straddling Mandy's butt. And then Shelley saw that his bathing suit was all bulgy and poking out and she didn't look at that any more. He put more sun-block on his hands and started rubbing Mandy's back and shoulders for like, one second before his hands started going up Mandy's sides to her boobs. And her Dad's hands were on the sides of Mandy's boobs, and then Mandy lifted her shoulders up so her Dad could TOTALLY GRAB MANDY'S BOOBS. Her Dad was leaning on his elbows so he could pinch Mandy's nipples and then he started humping Mandy's butt and Shelley couldn't stand it anymore. She didn't even care if he did see her tits. She just grabbed her top and ran inside. Shelley ran into the kitchen but couldn't see for a second 'cause it was so dark compared to outside. But then, when she could see again, she gasped because Uncle Jack was there and he was TOTALLY LOOKING AT HER. He TOTALLY saw her titties. She gasped and covered them and ran out, but she heard Jack laugh again and say, Soon. She ran upstairs and tried to nap or cry or read, but every time she closed her eyes, she saw her Dad's hands inside Mandy's bottoms or Uncle Jack looking at her and she started shivering until she fell asleep. She didn't wake up until she felt hands gently shaking her. It was her Mom, and her Mom looked unhappy. Baby, her Mom said, I have to go. My work called, and they need me back. OH GOD! Mom, please, take me with you! I want to go home with you! But her Mom said that she had already talked about it with Dad, and Dad and Uncle Jack had agreed that it would be good for the fathers and daughters to spend more time at the cabin, and anyway, she was sad to be going (away from JACK!) but she had to leave now. She told Shelley to come down with her and walk her to her car and then have dinner with everyone. Shelley couldn't even believe it, but she went down with her Mom and her Mom and Uncle Jack took a really long time saying goodbye, and when her Mom was about to drive off, Shelley was crying and hugging her and asking to go home, but then Uncle Jack pulled Shelley back from her Mom and told her to wave goodbye. And her Mom left. Uncle Jack didn't let go of Shelley as they walked inside. Dinner was awful. Her Dad was staring at Mandy some more, and Mandy was all giggling and FLIRTING WITH HIM and Uncle Jack was sitting back and watching Shelley the whole time. She couldn't look at him. After dinner, Shelley tried to go upstairs, but her Dad told her to come watch TV with them. She didn't want to, but her Dad got mad and told her she had to. She couldn't concentrate on the TV, though. Uncle Jack sat right next to her, really close. But, worse than that, her Dad and Mandy were at it again. Her Dad was lying behind Mandy on the carpet, both facing the TV. But he was totally pressing into her, and not even hiding the fact that his hand was totally up her shirt. He was feeling her boobs, and switching back and forth. Mandy wasn't wearing a bra, 'cause you could see that her nipples were sticking out. And Shelley's Dad was, like, groaning, and feeling each one and then the other and then putting his hand on Mandy's stomach and then he licked her neck. Shelley was just staring at her feet and trying to inch away from Uncle Jack when her Dad said Dammit, Jack. I've got to fuck her. And Uncle Jack said, You know what that means. And Dad groaned, but then Mandy squirmed her butt against Dad's lap, and Dad stood up and took Mandy's hand and said We're going upstairs. Jack said I will, you know. And her Dad looked at Jack and looked at Shelley and then followed Mandy upstairs. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 50