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Alice Finds Something Scary
by Sweet Irish (address withheld)

***

Alice is eleven, and has recently found out she must 
live with her father. Then she discovers sex, both bi 
and incestuous and even suffers rape. But revenge is 
sweet. (M/bgg, ped, bi, inc, nc, rp, v, sn)

***

When you are eleven, and live in a somewhat rural area, 
have siblings that are too young to play with, because 
your mom and dad divorced, and mom remarried, and 
started a new family, now you move and live with dad.

"Alice, you have got to get your stuff packed, as your 
father will be here in another hour, and I don’t want 
him hanging around the house in case Brad comes home. 
Brad was my mom’s new husband, and he hated my father, 
Larry. Of course, my dad had no love for Brad, as he 
had been "shagging" mom for almost a year before dad 
found out she was cheating on him. In fact dad said she 
wasn’t just cheating on him, but was cheating on her 
own daughter.

Dad discovered mom was seeing Brad when she became 
pregnant, and there was no way the twins could be 
children of my father. Dad had been overseas in the 
military when mom was having fun with Brad. Not only 
had mom been seeing Brad while he was overseas, but had 
been sneaking around on dad from the time I was five.

My father was a major in the Air Force National Guard, 
and Brad was a "two-stripper" as dad called him. In 
fact, my father brought Brad up on charges, and he had 
received a court martial, received a dishonorable 
discharge, sentenced to one year and one day in prison 
for adultery, and forfeited all pay and benefits. As a 
result of my father’s action, Brad was only able to get 
a job fixing flat tires at the local Smart-Mart store.

Around noon, dad showed up and he and I packed my 
things in his new Chevy 3500 pick up truck. I told mom 
goodbye, and dad and I were on the way to my living 
with my father. It was nearly five in the afternoon 
before we stopped to get gas, and to have something to 
eat. We drove until around eight that night, and we 
stopped at a motel, and after we were in the room, I 
asked dad if we could go swimming.

"Sure, you can go, but I will just set and watch you, 
as I don’t have a suit with me."

I found my suit in the suitcase that I remembered 
packing it in, and I changed into my suit in the 
bathroom. The pool was not crowded and I enjoyed the 
slide that let you splash into the pool. Back in our 
motel room, I took a shower to rinse off the chlorine, 
and to wash my hair. After I was done with my shower, I 
wrapped a towel around me, and walked out into the 
bedroom.

Dad was propped up on his bed, and resting his back 
against the headboard, and was watching a show on 
dinosaurs. I climbed up on the bed next to my dad, and 
he hugged me and I fell asleep against him. When I 
awoke, dad was still holding me, and he was sleeping 
soundly, and snored a little. As I moved to get off the 
bed, I woke dad, and he looked at me, and apologized 
for going to sleep while he was holding me.

"That’s okay dad, you let me sleep and didn’t wake me 
so you could get under the cover, and look, dad, it is 
four in the morning, is that right?"

"Guess so, anyway, let’s get in bed and sleep, so hope 
over there on that bed and go to sleep." As I moved 
from the bed with dad, I rolled over on my side and off 
the bed. As I did so, the towel I had wrapped around 
me, fell open and I was standing next to dad’s bed with 
nothing on. Dad laughed at me, and said I looked like a 
stick with my thin legs. I was embarrassed, and as I 
moved to get my towel, I did not consider that I was 
exposing more of my body. I knew dad had seen all of 
me, front and back, so I just left the towel where it 
fell, and pulled down the covers and climbed in under 
the bedding.

My dad ignored my nudity and made no comment that 
highlighted my embarrassment in the towel falling from 
my body, and exposing my young body. I lay in my bed 
and thought how I had just been nude in front of a 
male, even if was my dad, I got a funny sensation in my 
tummy and between my legs.

I hadn’t started developing so I had no hair on my 
pussy, and for nipples, there was nothing to see but 
the fatty area over my breast bone, and the first sign 
of nipples sticking out a small way.

Sometime during the night, I must have kicked off my 
covers, and when I woke up, I was laying on my back, 
with my legs opening. Looking around, I saw dad setting 
on the foot of his bed looking at me in the nude. 

"About time you woke up, sleepyhead, you certainly 
aren’t modest, laying there with no clothes on." 
"Seeing you nude, makes me remember when you were a 
little girl, and you always wanted to walk around the 
house nude." Smiling, dad said, "If we are going to 
have breakfast, you best get your shower."

I jumped off my bed, and hopped up next to dad, and sat 
on his lap. What made me feel good about my dad viewing 
me, without clothing, I don’t know? The next couple of 
minutes setting on dad’s lap made me feel terrific. 
Then I jumped up and went into the bathroom and took my 
shower. After I was out the shower, I grabbed a towel 
and walked out to dad, and asked, "Daddy, do me like 
you did when I was little, and dry me off after my 
bath."

Taking the towel from me, dad dried me off, and he had 
me turn so he could do my back, then my arms, then ask 
me to turn so I was facing him, he dried off the front 
of my body. Then dad slid off the bed and started 
drying my legs. I knew he was looking at my little 
pussy. There was nothing about what dad was doing that 
was sexual, other than my liking dad to view me nude. 
After my legs were dry, I sat on the edge of the bed 
and started to dress, and once I was dressed, I walked 
up to dad and hugged him.

Over breakfast, I listened as dad explained that we’d 
stay at a motel again, before we got home. After we got 
driving again, I enjoyed speaking with dad, and he told 
me he had fixed up a room for me. Dad told me that 
after we were home he would take me out and let me pick 
out a complete bed room furniture suit. All day I 
watched the countryside as dad and I traveled down the 
interstate. By six in the evening, we stopped for the 
day, and dad purchased a bathing suit at a truck stop 
that afternoon, when we stopped to eat and purchase 
gas.

After getting our room, dad and I dressed in our 
swimming suites, and headed for the pool. It was fun to 
swim with dad, and after an hour we got out of the pool 
and headed for our room. I undressed in the bathroom, 
and then walked out to where dad was waiting, so he 
could be use the bath to change from his suit. Dad 
looked at me, as once more I was nude in front of him. 
When dad walked past me to the bathroom, dad reached 
his hand out, and rubbed the top of my head. While dad 
finished showering, I walked into the bathroom while he 
was drying off, and I got in the shower. Seeing my 
father with nothing on, did not corrupt me and he never 
molested me in any manner.

The following day we reached my new home, dad’s house, 
and he lived outside a small town of 5,000 people. 
Dad’s house was located in a wooded area of property 
that he told me was nearly fifty acres. The land had 
been part of a farm, but the older couple no longer 
farmed the land, and they had moved into the small town 
nearby.

After a few days, and being home alone, I had asked dad 
if I could explore the land and woods. Dad said if I 
walked out behind the small barn, I could walk down to 
a small creek that cut through the farm. The barn was 
where dad stored his riding lawn mower, and a tractor 
with a snow blade on the front, and a large mower, 
mounted on the back of the tractor, he used to mow the 
big field. There was also a four-wheeler, and dad would 
take me rides on it, and let me drive it around. One 
Sunday afternoon, as I was setting on dad’s lap, I told 
him he could get me a four-wheeler for my birthday.

"What makes you think I will spend $5,000 on you for 
your birthday, my little one?"

"Cause, I’m cute and cuddly, and I love you, daddy - 
you know I’m really happy I’m living with you," and I 
turned to look at dad as I said it. And I nearly hit 
the only tree in the large field, but dad shouted for 
me to look out, and he grabbed the controls and turned 
away from our running into the tree.

Around ten in the morning, I left to explore the farm, 
and I found the small stream, and saw some Canadian 
geese were swimming on the water a little way from 
where I was standing. I took of my sandals, and wadded 
out in the water, and it felt cool. I didn’t know there 
were flat sandstone rocks that had worn smooth over the 
years, and it had a moss of some type growing on it. I 
suddenly slipped and landed flat on my butt in the 
water. As I landed, I slid some more and ended up 
completely in the water, even my head.

I got up, and walked back to the creek bank, and 
decided to remove my clothes and let them dry on the 
branches of the trees alongside the stream. Undressing, 
and being nude, and wet, I thought I might just as well 
play and swim in the water. After a while I got out of 
the water, and lay in the sun and dried off.

I did not know someone was watching me, from a nearby 
group of scrub trees and bushes, and seeing me 
completely naked. I moved around as I would normally 
do, and didn’t consider a person was viewing between my 
legs. I checked my clothes and they were still damp, so 
I took them down from the tree branches, and lay them 
on the sunny grass. Then I went back into the water. An 
hour or so later, my clothes had dried; I dressed and 
walked down along the creek toward where the geese 
were.

From where I had walked I could see what must have been 
the farm house and buildings the owners had lived in 
when they farmed. Looking around for a while, I 
explored the immediate area near the creek. After 
several minutes, I started walking home, and did not 
see the person who had been watching me in the nude.

Had I observed the man who was watching me, I would 
have seen he had a video camera, and evidently was 
filming the creek, and then me when I showed up. That 
he had video taped me I didn’t know about until a year 
later.

Back home, I fixed myself a bite of lunch, and decided 
to return exploring the farm. Eventually I ended back 
to where I had sipped in the creek, and decided to cool 
off in the stream. I removed my clothes and when I 
stood nude, decided I needed to pee. I must have gotten 
a small degree of modesty, as I walked over to a small 
clump of brush, and squatted down to urinate. While I 
was letting nature have its way, I looked around and 
saw some magazines nearby. After I finished peeing, I 
stood up, then walked over and picked up the two 
magazines.

Looking at the magazines, I was surprised to find they 
were adult magazines, and as I flipped through the 
pages of the first one, I saw photos of women, all were 
nude or nearly naked as they posed. I understood they 
were adult books, as I had glimpsed some that Brad had 
liked these.

The second one was a complete shock to me, as it showed 
women and men, and I knew in my mind they were having 
sex. Some of the pictures showed the women taking a 
man’s thing in their mouth. Looking at some of the 
photos in the book, I saw and knew what the white stuff 
was, "Ew-ew, ugly," and how can the woman have that 
stuff in her mouth, as the man was evidently squirting 
stuff from his thing. I wasn’t certain what the white 
stuff was, but decided it was what made baby. I looked 
at a series of pictures, which showed the man’s thing 
in the women’s pussy, and showed him squirting the 
white stuff all over her pussy, face and breast.

There were three pictures that showed the man had his 
thing inside the woman’s butt, and I wondered how a 
woman could take something that big up inside her. Some 
of the photos were of a couple women kissing each 
other, sucking each others, breast, and their fingers 
in the other woman’s pussy.

Moving behind a brush, I hide one of the books, so I 
could look at it later, and take the other to where I 
had undressed by the creek. Using my clothes and 
sandals, I made myself a pillow and lay down to look at 
the book of the men and women doing what I knew to be 
sex. After a few minutes, I begin, unconsciously, to 
touch my pussy. When I got to the pictures of the men 
with their things in women, I found that I was rubbing 
the top of my pussy and remembering seeing my dad nude 
when we were in the motel coming here for me to live.

After a short while I begin to feel a spot at the top 
of my pussy felt really good to touch, and as I rubbed 
it, I found it necessary to drop the magazine on the 
ground. With my eyes squeezed shut, I felt a funny 
feeling passing through my body, and centering on the 
hard little pimple like things I was rubbing. "Oh, oh, 
I feel like I’m floating and augh..."

What I had done, was masturbate for the first time in 
my life. I had read about masturbating in pamphlets 
they gave the girls at school in health class. The 
feelings of having my first climax caused me to again 
pick up the magazine, and look at the pictures. I 
imagined my dad sticking his thing in me like the guys 
did to the women in the magazine’s pictures. Laying the 
book so it was propped up, I looked at the pictures 
showing the girls with the guys’ things in their butts.

Again I was rubbing my thing and I let my imagination 
run wild about different boys I would like to do it 
with me, and I visualized my father pushing his thing 
up my butt. I found I could no longer look at the 
pictures and I shut my eyes tight and let the rolling 
sensations overtake me once more. "Oh daddy, do it like 
the pictures, it is..." and then I got the feelings 
once more, only stronger.

I remembering how my legs got stiff, and then would 
open wide, then close really tight, and back open, as I 
rubbed my pussy until it exploded. When the stimulation 
of my pussy caused the physical sensations, and 
excitements, and the contact of my fingers on my tiny 
spot, I could only think that my dad and I were making 
love. The images of my dad’s thing, I’d seen at the 
motel brought the final release my fingers developed, 
in the need to simulate my sex.

After I started to climax, I cupped my hand over my 
pussy, and pulled my hand tight to my vulva. Never did 
I imagine I was being video taped, as I lay and played 
with my tiny sex. I hadn’t even considered that someone 
would be on dad’s property watching me. Later, when I 
saw the video of me rubbing my pussy, and how my legs 
had moved and opened wide, then to view my tiny slit as 
it was squeezed tightly shut, and then opened, only to 
repeat the open and closing action, did I think how I 
must have looked to the person video taping me.

When I finished playing with my sex, I took the 
magazine back, hide it, with the other, knowing I would 
return the next day to look at the photos of the men 
and women. I considered taking the books home with me, 
but was afraid my father might find them, and I would 
be in trouble.

When dad got home from work, I had a dinner ready for 
us, and I had fixed pork chops, corn-on-the-cob, and 
stove top dressing. I had found a frozen peach pie in 
the freeze and unthawed it for dessert. Dad was 
surprised and gave me a hug and kissed the top of my 
head.

After eating, I asked dad to hike with me to the creek. 
I thought that if we walked down to the stream, I could 
ask dad to go swimming, as I wanted to see his thing 
once more. The image I had when I touched myself wasn’t 
exactly as I wanted for my fantasy sex, so I thought 
this would be a way to see him naked.

When we arrived at the creek, I told dad about slipping 
on the rocks and getting wet, and I had undressed, and 
while my clothes were drying, I swam and played in the 
water. "Dad, can we go swimming now, it is hot out and 
the creek looks so cool, please daddy?" My father said 
we hadn’t brought our bathing suits with us. I 
explained we saw each other at the motel, and was no 
big deal, so why should it be here in the creek?

Dad finally said okay, and it would be fun to swim in 
the creek, which he had been doing for the past couple 
years since he moved here. I quickly undressed, and 
stood facing my dad as I removed my clothes. Looking at 
dad as he removed his under-shorts, I saw his thing, 
and it looked really nice, but then it dawned on me 
that the men in the photo’s thing were hard. In the 
water we splashed each other and I moved a couple times 
so my legs or hands brushed his thing. If dad knew what 
I was doing, he never let onto my touch him.

We had been in the water about fifteen minutes, and I 
begin to wonder what I could do that would make dad’s 
thing stick out like the ones in the pictures. I moved 
under the water behind my dad, and when I got to where 
he was standing, I grabbed his left leg and yanked on 
it while he was standing on the slippery rock bottom of 
the creek. 

Dad yelled, as he fell backwards, and he practically 
landed on top of me. Laughing as I lay with dad in the 
water, wrapping my legs around his right leg, my body 
was pressed against him. I felt dad’s thing touching my 
tummy. I felt strange sensations as my pussy was 
against dad’s leg, and the hairs on his leg was 
tickling my pussy when I squirmed against his leg.

Whatever my father was thinking of my actions, I felt 
his thing getting hard, sticking out and pressing 
against my tummy. Just as I was feeling the excitement 
start in my pussy, dad grabbed me around my shoulders 
and pulled me up from his leg. I’m certain dad knew 
what I was doing, and stopped me from further messing 
around. As dad pulled me upward, I felt his stiff 
thing, brush against my pussy, and I tried to capture 
it between my legs and against my pussy. Which I did, 
but only for a brief moment. Looking at my dad, I saw a 
pained look flash across his face.

That was the first time I was so intimately close to my 
father, and I remembered how we were nude at the creek 
when we swam together. That time in the water stayed in 
my fantasy as I masturbated from that time on. It is 
still in my mind, but the image isn’t as clear as it 
was fifteen years previously.

One day I was setting around the house, and I saw a 
delivery truck pulling into our drive way. When the big 
truck stopped in the yard, I ran outside and the driver 
asked me, "Ore you Alice Mattson?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I have something for you, but it is really big, so 
maybe you can help we get it down from the truck?"

I stood at the rear of the truck as the driver pushed 
the box to the opening, and then he hopped down. I 
stood on one side of the truck and the driver on the 
other, and we let the box down onto the ground. "What 
is it, I asked, as the driver handed me a form, and had 
me sign my name?

"Can you help me open it, cause I don’t know how, 
please?"

The driver smiled and told me he wasn’t supposed to do 
such things, but when I told him I was alone, he asked 
me to get him a hammer and a large screw driver. It 
took nearly ten minutes to get the box open, as it was 
made with a wood frame, surrounding thick cardboard.

Once the box was open, there before my eyes, was a 
four-wheeler. The driver smiled and said, "Look it has 
a card taped on the steering wheel." I untapped the 
card, and opened the envelop and took out the card. It 
read, "Happy Birthday and Homecoming, to my wonderful 
daughter Alice, love dad."

After the driver and I spoke for a minute, I asked if 
he would like a cold iced tea to drink for helping me, 
and he said, "Sure, if you have one, I’m not supposed 
to do these things, but you’re a cute girl, so why 
not." The man, whose shirt said his name was Ralph, 
followed me to the porch, and he sat in the swing, 
while I went inside to fix our iced tea.

When I returned to the porch, I sat down on the swing 
with Ralph, and we drank our tea. When we were 
finished, Ralph said, "I have to get back to work, so 
enjoy your gift; your father must think a lot of you as 
that is a nice present."

"Stop back and I will let you drive it, and dad has one 
of his own, so we can ride together."

"Thanks, I’ll see you, Alice, and maybe someday I can 
stop by and see how your doing on your new gift." Then 
he walked to his truck, turned around and drove down 
the lane to the road.

When dad got home, he saw the open box, with the four-
wheeler still setting where the delivery driver and I 
had unpacked it, except for unfastening it from the 
bottom of the shipping case. "Dad, you got this for me, 
really, what does the card mean, "Happy Birthday and 
Homecoming?"

"Honey, you have a birthday coming up, and also for you 
moving in with me, and I know you must get lonesome 
during the day, so you can have something to ride 
around on, but don’t ever ride it on the road." Then 
dad and I went in the house, and as we walked to his 
room, he told me, "Just as soon as I change clothes, we 
will unfasten the unit from the box, and I will put gas 
in it, and you can drive your present."

I jumped up on the bed, as dad removed his suit jacket 
and hung it up, I watched as he removed his tie, shirt, 
and slacks, and he was standing in his underwear. 
Looking at him, I hope he would find it necessary to 
remove his shorts, but he took a pair of levis from the 
closet and slipped them on, and then a golf shirt, and 
taking a pair of white socks from a drawer, slipped 
them on, and then put his feet in a pair of tennis 
loafers.

It took dad about fifteen minutes to unfasten the four-
wheeler, and push it from the packing case, and then he 
walked to the barn and got a gas can and filled the 
tank on the four-wheeler. Dad checked to make certain 
the engine had oil in it, and then took my hand and 
told me to hop up on the seat. I climbed on the seat, 
and dad explained the various controls on the unit, and 
made me repeat them until I knew them by heart.

"Okay, now is the time to see what happens when you 
turn the key." I reached out and started the four-
wheeler, and I felt so proud, and I looked at dad and 
told him, "Daddy, thanks for buying this for me, I love 
you."

Dad climbed up on the unit and had me set on his lap, 
and we took off, and I was driving my own four-wheeler. 
For about an hour we drove around the field that dad 
kept mowed, and finally he told me to go back to the 
barn and he would get his unit out and we could ride 
together. It was nearly eight o’clock by the time we 
stopped riding the four-wheelers, and dad said it was 
late and we would drive into town and have dinner.

"Think we best take a quick shower as we got sweaty and 
dusty riding around in the field, and then we will 
drive into town and eat dinner," dad informed me. I 
undressed in my room, and when I got to the bathroom, 
dad was already in the shower. There was no illicit 
thought in my mind as I pulled the shower door open and 
stepped in the shower with my father.

"Little girl, you need to stop seeing you father, in 
the nude," dad told me. I looked at him, and replied, 
"Daddy, I’ve seen your thing and you’ve seen mine, so 
what’s the big deal?" Then I cupped my hands and got 
them full of water, and pitched it in dad’s face, and 
giggled as I did so.

My dad looked at me and said I needed my butt spanked, 
and he took my arm in his hand, and turning me around, 
lightly slapped my hips a couple of times, and laughed 
as he did. Looking at me, dad said, "I swear from the 
looks on your face, you enjoy being spanked."

"By you daddy, only by you," and I didn’t really 
understand the real meaning behind my comment, but I 
knew that it was sexy in some way.

Dad and I dried off in front of each other. I walked to 
my room, picked out the clothes I wanted to wear, and 
when I finished getting dressed, walked to dad’s room. 
We went to town and all I wanted to talk about was the 
four-wheeler, and how much I loved dad for buying it 
for me.

That night after we got home, I undressed and as I 
crawled into bed, I went to sleep thinking about my new 
gift.

The next morning around nine-thirty, I got my four-
wheeler and rode around the field. Before leaving to go 
to the creek, I went into the house and fixed myself a 
couple of sandwiches, filled a container with ice tea, 
and headed down the trail to the creek. Arriving at the 
creek, I stopped the unit and walked over to the creek 
and looked around. I could see some of the Canadian 
geese swimming a long distance away, and then I lay 
back on the grass in the shade of the large sycamore 
trees.

I decided to swim, and as I was down too just my 
panties, I heard the sound of another four-wheeler, and 
thought it must be my dad, so I stepped out of my 
panties and wadded out into the water. As I played at 
trying to catch the smaller fish in the stream, and 
swimming in the water, I could hear the motor of the 
four-wheeler and it was on the opposite side of the 
creek.

I forgot about the noise of the other four-wheeler, and 
I was playing in the creek when I heard someone say, 
"Hi, having fun, do you care if I get in the water with 
you?"

Turning to the sound of the voice, I saw it was 
evidently the boy who lived on the next farm over that 
dad had told me about. Being nude in front of the boy 
embarrassed me, so I sat down in the water so my body 
was covered. "Hello, what is your name, and do you live 
on the farm over there, I asked?"

"Yep, that’s where I live, and my name is Dudly Thomas, 
but everyone calls me Dude, what is your name?" The boy 
replied, and to my surprise, was soon undressing. I 
watched as he got in the water, and told him, "My name 
is Alice Mattson, and I’m eleven, how old are you?"

"Thirteen, and I will be fourteen in another month, is 
that your four-wheeler, Alice" Dude said in one 
sentence to my inquiry.

"Yeah, dad bought it for me and it was delivered 
yesterday."

When Dude walked to the water, I saw his thing was 
hanging down, and although it had hair around the spot 
where it was fastened to his body, it was only a small 
thatch of hair, compared to what dad had growing around 
his. Another thing I saw was his thing wasn’t as big as 
dad’s, not even half the size of dad’s penis. Yet it 
was enough to make me curious, and I watched as he 
walked into the water, and liked the way it bounced. 
"Boy, you shouldn’t be naked in front of me, and I 
don’t have a bathing suit on, you should leave," I told 
Dude.

Dude, knew I was looking at his penis, and he told me, 
"Its not fair for you to look at me with nothing on, 
and seeing my pee-pee, and I can’t see you, so you 
should stand up." Then I watched his face when I stood 
up, thinking I wanted him to see me, but I didn’t know 
why, other than just being in the mood to show off my 
body to a boy near my age.

Standing up, I faced Dude as he walked toward me, and 
as he walked through the water toward me, I saw his 
eyes looking at me, his thing started getting hard and 
pointing up from his body. Something in my female 
subconscious let me know boys enjoyed viewing girls’ 
nude, and I believed he must like me. When Dude was 
about a foot in front of me, he reached out and took my 
hand in his and told me, "You’re cute, and I’m glad to 
have a neighbor to play with, and we can ride our four-
wheelers together." Then Dude walked with his hand in 
mine and we got into the deeper water, but the creek 
was no more than shoulder high in this part of the 
creek. During the summer the creek isn’t as deep, and 
this is where the creek is deepest, dad had told me. 
When we were in the deeper water, we swam for several 
minutes.

When we were tired, I told Dude, "I have some iced tea 
and two sandwiches I’ll share them with you, so lets go 
eat." We sat down on the towel I had with me, and I 
gave Dude a sandwich and we drank the tea from the same 
container. For several minutes we spoke about kids 
things, and then Dude told me that there was a place on 
up the creek where it was wide and the water was not 
very deep, and you could drive across it with a four-
wheeler. "Tomorrow I will cross over and meet you here, 
if you’d like that, Alice?"

"Yeah, that would be nice, as I’m not allowed to drive 
on the road or off the farm, and it is nice to have 
someone to play with." Then I was surprised when Dude 
lay down on his back, and I watched as his thing was 
again getting stiff. "Lay down with me, Alice."

Somehow, I knew he wanted to touch me, even though I 
knew it wasn’t supposed to be right. I wanted to see 
what would happen, and especially seeing him becoming 
excited in viewing my nudity. I lay on my side, and 
Dude reached out and took my hand in his and asked me 
how old I was?

I replied, "I told you before, I’m eleven."

Dude, wanted to know if I would be his girlfriend?

"Sure, I guess, but I will need to ask my dad," I 
replied.

"Do you have to, that seems embarrassing in knowing I 
need your dad’s permission for us to be boyfriend-
girlfriend," Dude replied. "Alice maybe we shouldn’t 
tell anyone we like each other like that, or at least 
now yet."

"Okay, I’ll be your girlfriend if you think it is okay 
and you want me to be."

Then I wanted to know if Dude had seen other girls in 
the nude and asked, "Have you seen other girls without 
clothes, and how old were they?"

"Yeah, I have two sisters, and I seem then sometimes, 
and my cousin Judi and I swim here all the time, and 
she is my age, thirteen."

"How old are you sisters, are they my age?"

"No, Susanna is fourteen, and Jennifer is sixteen, and 
she has a boyfriend."

"You see them naked, really?"

"Sure, we only have one bathroom in our house, and 
sometimes us kids see each other when we need to wash 
up in a hurry."

"Do you swim here with them?"

"We used to all swim here, and sometimes we didn’t have 
bathing suits and other times we did, but Susanna and I 
still swim here in the nude." Then Dude told me, "Lots 
of times, mom tells us to shower together so we can get 
ready to go somewhere."

"Gee, you shower with your sister, do you wash each 
other?"

"That is personal - but sometimes we do, and I like 
touching her, and she has boobs, and hair between her 
legs, not like you, but you will get some."

As Dude spoke, he reached his hand down and touched me 
between my legs, and asked me to open them so he could 
feel me better. I moved one leg so Dude could feel 
between my legs, and I like his touching me on my 
favorite spot, and it was better than when I did it to 
myself. 

Then I reached out and took Dude’s, thing, in my hand, 
and how I knew to stroke my hand up and down on it I 
still didn’t know. But after maybe a couple of minutes, 
Dude made a high-pitched sound, and his stuff shot out 
from his thing and landed on my stomach and was all 
over my hand and arm. I knew it was the same stuff as I 
had seen in the books.

"You will get me pregnant, your stuff got all over me," 
I said to Dude, but I didn’t let go of his wonderful 
squirting thing. Before long Dude was hard again and 
this time he got up over me, and tried to put his thing 
inside me. When he pushed it, t the entrance of my 
thing, I got scarred and told him he needed to stop.

"Just like I’m like doing now, it feels good," Dude 
said as he was working his thing back and forth in the 
hand he was holding it in.

The end of his thing was trying to part my tiny thing. 
I moved my hand between us so he couldn’t push up 
inside me. I was afraid I would get pregnant. Then he 
shot his stuff again, and I loved feeling his warm 
stuff all over my thing. After a few moments, Dude got 
off me, and then he said we should get in the creek and 
wash off.

After we got out of the creek, and dressed, neither of 
us had spoken I realized, since we had messed around on 
the ground. I wondered if Dude was mad at me, and knew 
I was a little embarrassed at what we had done 
together. For some reason I believed we had broken the 
difference between friends and we were no longer 
innocent children playing together. Somehow the 
afternoon had become the day our naive young minds 
found what made boys and girls different.

When Dude got on his four-wheeler, he smiled at me, 
saying, "See ya, maybe tomorrow Alice." Then he added, 
"Later girlfriend."

Again I did not know we were being video taped until 
the next year, as I got on my four-wheeler and rode 
home. My emotions were keyed up and I could not get 
over the feeling in my thing, and I retained the image 
of Dude’s thing squirting his stuff, all over me. I 
loved the stuff on me, and wondered if I would become 
pregnant, but I knew from reading the stuff they had 
given me at school, and the health class last year I 
wasn’t capable of being with a baby.

For a week I was kind of afraid to return to the creek, 
and finally one day after I had eaten lunch, I rode to 
the swimming hole. When I got there, I saw Dude and a 
girl who I found out later was his sister, Susanna, 
laying on the ground. I had stopped a short way from 
where they were laying, and I guess they hadn’t heard 
me drive up. My engine was fairly quite, as was dad’s, 
and he told me it wasn’t fun to ride with the engines 
so loud you could talk with each other.

Just as I was about to drive to where they were laying, 
I watched Susanna reach out and take Dude’s thing, in 
her hand. Before long he was hard, and to my disbelief 
watched as he lay on top of her. I could see he was 
putting his thing in her, and he started to move it 
back and forth in her. When I saw Dude’s sister wraps 
her legs around his waist, I could actually view his 
thing moving in and out of her body. 

For three or four minutes I watched in shock as I saw 
the two of them having sex, and I knew that brothers 
and sisters weren’t supposed to do it with each other. 
Then the word, incest, came into my mind, and I had 
accidentally found it in the dictionary. Then I looked 
the word up on the internet, and found all kinds of 
reference to incest, and even about fathers and 
daughters having sex, and mothers and sons, and finally 
one site told that sex between close relatives wasn’t 
supposed to happen.

For a while, after they had sex, they lay on the 
ground, and then I saw Dude climb on his sister once 
more, and this time they did it longer. Unknown to them 
or myself, the video camera was capturing all their 
sexual activity. Finally I started my four-wheeler, and 
I drove down to where they were laying, and as I pulled 
up, Dude moved from between his sister’s legs. I 
watched in awe as the thick white stuff started running 
from her thing, as Dude pulled out of her.

"ALICE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE," Dude said in alarm as 
he knew I had seen them having sex?

Pretending to not know what they had been doing, I 
simply answered, "Just riding and planning on 
swimming." Susanna had not been able to close her legs, 
as Dude was seated between her knees after he pulled 
out of his sister, so I saw the stuff still running 
from between the lips of her thing. Finally Susanna 
moved, and pushed her brother with her feet so she 
could close her legs, and I could tell she was 
embarrassed at having been caught having sex, and 
especially with her brother.

Dude, told me that the girl was his sister, Susanna, 
and they were going to swim also. I looked at Susanna, 
and by now she was standing up, and I could see the 
stuff running down he legs, and it was thick. After a 
moment, I spoke to her, telling her she was pretty, and 
hoped I would look like her some day. That seemed to 
break the ice among the three of us, and as I 
undressed, we spoke about everything but what I had 
seem them doing.

The three of us swam in the nude for several minutes, 
and in just a short time, Susanna and I were enjoying 
being with each other. Then she asked me, "You won’t 
tell what you saw Dude and me doing will you, please 
tell me you won’t?"

"Why would I, but doesn’t it hurt when his thing is in 
you?"

"No, not anymore, but it hurt like heck the first time, 
and I guess that was because he got my cherry, and it 
hurts for some girls," Susanna told me.

I asked her lots of questions and I wanted to know what 
a girl’s cherry was, as a couple of my friends and I 
discussed about ours, but we never really understood 
why and what a cherry was. Susanna told me about the 
thin skin just inside my pussy, a little way, and when 
a boy sticks his thing in a girl for her first time, he 
splits it and it is medically called a hymen. Then she 
explained when the boy sticks it in and splits the 
girl’s hymen, it bleeds and so it is called a cherry. I 
didn’t understand it a 100 percent, but enough to 
satisfy my curiosity.

Then I thought I would have had my cherry split by Dude 
the last time I saw him if I hadn’t placed my hand 
between our bodies. After a while we got out of the 
water, dried off, and I went home as did Dude and 
Susanna.

From where I was swimming, it looked like Dude was 
feeling Susanna’s breast in the water, but the water 
hid his hands and her boobs from my view.

Then Susanna was swimming next to me, and she reached 
out and placed her hands on my two soft fleshy, tiny 
breasts. "Don’t be upset, with my touching you, Alice, 
but I remember when my breast had just popped out like 
yours, and I loved to feel them when they were the size 
of yours."

"Susanna, does, this may me gay, when you touch me?"

"No, you’re not gay, and you can touch mine if you 
hurry and don’t let Dude see you." Then I felt Susanna 
reaching between my legs and fingering my sex.

"Susanna, it feels good, but we better stop, or I, 
Susanna, that hurts, don’t push your finger in like 
that, it hurts." Then I reached my right hand out and 
touched one of Susanna’s breast, and my other hand 
reached down and touched her sex. I liked feeling the 
hair over her sex, and following her lead, I eased my 
finger inside her until I could reach no further. 

When I got back home, I was taking a quick shower to 
rinse off the water from the creek, and I heard the 
phone ringing, and I jumped from the shower, ran and 
answered the phone. It was my dad calling and he told 
me that we would eat out this evening, as it was 
Friday. "So be ready when I get home, and after I clean 
up, we will go out for dinner, how does that sound for 
my favorite girlfriend in the whole world?"

"Now, boyfriend, where would you like to eat," I asked 
in all innocence?

"You really want to know," then my dad laughed and told 
me, "The Y"

I didn’t understand the joke, and it was a restaurant I 
hadn’t heard off, I thought in my naive mind. In fact, 
I looked in the phone book and couldn’t find the 
restaurant listed.

When dad got home, I followed him into his room, and as 
he undressed, he said he needed to take a quick shower 
as he was sweaty from being in his suit all day, and I 
need to rise off. Seeing my dad pull his shorts off, 
and viewing his thing hanging down between his legs, I 
was amazed. When he walked into the bathroom, and 
turned on the shower, I walked with him.

After showering and dad was drying off, I asked him, 
"Dad, I looked in the phone book and I couldn’t find 
the restaurant you wanted to eat in, the Y."

My dad started laughing so hard, he got tears in his 
eyes. "Dad, what is so funny, I only asked about the 
restaurant, why are you making fun of me?"

"Honey, I thought you caught the joke on the phone, and 
if you promise not to repeat what I’m going to tell 
you, I will explain about the "Y."

I listened in stunned silence as my dad explained about 
oral sex, and that the "Y" was a term used to describe 
oral sex, when a man licked and kissed a woman between 
her legs, on her sex. "Some people do that, really 
dad," I asked in wonder about such a thing, even though 
I had seen the pictures in the magazines of men doing 
that to women and women doing it to other women, and to 
men. The magazines had gotten rained on, so I wasn’t 
able to look at them as they were a mess. My mind was 
going in all directions, after the experiences with 
Dude and Susanna, and now my dad telling me about 
eating at the "Y."

Then I decided to be a little ornery, and asked my dad, 
Do you mean my "Y"?

My dad looked at me, and smiled, and reached out and 
lightly stroked my right cheek. Wow, I wondered, does 
my dad want to lick me between my legs, because his 
looks sure say he does?

The weekend past quickly, and Wednesday morning, Alice 
wanted to do something different, but she wasn’t 
certain what. Alice had not yet dressed, and after 
putting on a long tee-shirt, fixed herself a bowl of 
cereal, then carried it out onto the porch to eat. 
While seated at the small mesh metal table, Alice saw a 
car driving down the lane to the house. When the car 
stopped, Alice saw Susanna and another girl get out, 
and as the other girl looked like an older version of 
Susanna, she knew it had to be Jennifer.

"Hi, Susanna, what you up to," Alice asked as she had a 
mouth full of cereal"

"Hi, this Jennifer, my sister, and we are driving to 
Charleston, to the mall, and wondered if you would like 
to go along?"

"I would love to, but I need to call my dad to find out 
if it is okay." Then she ran into the house and called 
her father. After a few minutes in speaking with her 
father, she was told it was okay, and he told her to 
take some of his hidden money, perhaps a hundred 
dollars and buy her some new shorts and whatever else 
she needed, as the two of them were talking a trip this 
coming weekend, as he had a business trip to take next 
week, so I’m combining the two.

At the mall, I enjoyed walking with the two sisters, 
and as we shopped, I found out what was the latest 
styles. Susanna helped me pick out a couple of tops and 
shorts that coordinated in color and style. When I went 
to try on the outfits, Susanna entered the dressing 
room with me. I was a little embarrassed, but 
remembered when we touched each other in the creek.

When I was down to my panties, Susanna watched me, and 
told me I was really cute, and no wonder Dude thought I 
was sexy. The first outfit I put on was just right, but 
the second one did not fit me properly, and was baggy 
looking.

After removing the second outfit, Susanna whispered to 
me, "Take you panties down, will you, for me?"

I knew she must want to see and touch me, and I thought 
it would be nice like it was in the water, so I eased 
my panties down. Then Susanna moved me so I was sitting 
on the small seat in the corner of the dressing room. 
To my surprise, she got down on her knees in front of 
me, and using her hands spread my legs open.

I knew Susanna was going to do what dad had said, and 
be at the "Y" and when she moved her lips on my sex, I 
went, "OHHH." Then I felt her licking me between my 
legs, and the feeling was really terrific, and I felt a 
warm and electric like feeling passed through my body 
after a few minutes. Then she stood up, and helped me 
to my feet, and then she was kissing my lips. I didn’t 
stop her, and liked what she had done. Then I dressed 
and we took the shorts and top I liked to the cashier 
and paid for them.

We went to another store and I found a skirt and belly 
blouse I liked, and when I went into the dressing room 
with the clothes, Jennifer went with me. As I was 
undressing, so did Jennifer, and I knew what was 
expected of me, and when Jennifer sat down on the small 
bench in the dressing room, I got down and I was soon 
kissing and licking her sex. Her hands pulled my face 
against her body, and she whispered out, "Oh, Alice, 
I’m getting it, I’m cumming." I felt her body shake and 
I knew she liked what I had done, even if I was only 
trying to copy what Susanna had done to me.

After trying on the skirt and blouse, I took it off and 
by the time I was dressed, so was Jennifer. Before 
exiting the dressing room, Jennifer looked me and asked 
me, "Did you like doing me and making me cum, 
sweetheart?"

After going into a couple of other stores, I found 
another skirt liked, and I didn’t try it on, as I knew 
it was fitted at the waist with an elastic band. Then 
we enter the lingerie store, and I bought the things 
and bikini panties that the sister picked out for me. 
Jennifer said she wanted me to model them for her, and 
I giggled and asked her why? I knew why, but I wanted 
to tease her. My only concern with what I had done with 
the two girls was simply, did it make me gay?

Walking into the food court, we picked out Mexican 
food, and as we ate several boys came to the table and 
flirted with us. Even 11-year-old caught the attention 
of Larry, and I found out he was eighteen. When he 
asked me where I lived I told him. We spoke about my 
four-wheeler, and he said maybe he would stop by and 
see me, and I could give him a ride on the four-
wheeler. I got home around two in the afternoon, and 
when I took my things I had bought to my room, I 
undressed and played with my thing for a long time.

Saturday morning, Alice and her father drove all day 
until they reached Atlanta, where they were going to 
spend the weekend, and Larry, her father had meetings 
from Monday morning until Thursday afternoon. They 
checked into the convention center hotel where they had 
reservations, and enjoyed the suite Larry had booked 
for them. Alice unpacked her things and put them in the 
dresser and hung up the two dresses she had brought 
with her.

Picking up the booklet that showed what was going on 
around the town, Alice found that was a theme park 
nearby, and she asked her dad if they could go there 
tomorrow? "Would you like to do that, but you will 
likely wear me out, but if that is what you would like, 
then so shall it be done?"

"Dad, there is a big pool we can swim in, can we do 
that?"

"I guess so, but not for to long, as I’m tired after 
driving all day, and you must be tired."

The put on their swimming suits, and wrapping towels 
around themselves, headed for the pool, where they 
spent about an hour swimming and relaxing in the pool, 
then in the large in-ground hot tub, which relaxed 
Larry’s sore muscles.

Back in the room, Alice undressed in front of her 
father, as he removed his clothes as well. They both 
got in the shower together, and Alice could not stop 
looking at her father’s large hanging penis. Alice got 
out of the tub first, and as she finished drying 
herself, walked out and turned on the television, and 
started channel surfing. When her father walked out of 
the bathroom, he was wearing his boxer shorts. Laying 
down on the bed, he stretched out and when Alice moved 
over and lay down next to him, he told her, "Turn the 
television off, because I will likely be asleep in a 
few minutes."

True to his word, Larry was soon asleep, and Alice was 
growing tired and turned off the TV. She was only 
wearing the towel she had wrapped herself in when she 
left the bathroom. She moved over and lay against her 
father, and looking down, saw his thing was poking out 
of his boxer shorts opening. Slowly, Alice unfastened 
the towel where she had tucked it in to keep it closed, 
and let it fall away from her body.

Alice moved her right leg up so it was resting on her 
father, and her sex was pressed against his thick 
thigh. Then the 11-year-old reached down and took her 
father’s growing erection into her hand. Within 
moments, Alice was also asleep, and when she awoke the 
next morning, found she was covered with the blanket 
and sheet. Looking around the room she did not see her 
dad, but looking she found a note, and she picked it up 
and read it.

"Alice, honeys, I went down to the restaurant, and when 
you get up, come on down, as I will be reading the 
newspaper, so I will assuredly be there when you come 
down. Love, Dad."

Going to the dresser where her clothes were, she picked 
out a pair of her new bikini panties, one of her new 
skirts and tops. After she did her hair, she took the 
elevator down to the first floor, and found her father 
reading the newspaper. Alice kissed his cheek, and told 
him, "Good morning daddy, ready for a big day?"

"Yes, guess so, if you’re certain you really want to go 
the thyme park." Looking at his daughter, he wondered 
if he should mention about her touching his the 
previous night, but decided not to as it was likely 
only a curiosity thing with her holding him in her 
hand.

Over breakfast, Alice could not help thinking of the 
trip to the park, and finally she pushed her plate 
back, and asked her dad, "Can we go now, Daddy, I can’t 
wait to go on the rides, and especially the monster 
ride?"

The day was tiresome for Larry, and by seven in the 
evening, he got Alice to agree to leave. When they got 
to the hotel, and inside their suite, Larry undressed, 
and walked into the bathroom and sat in the tub as it 
filled. Each time the water cooled, Larry would run 
more hot water into the tub. He was about to go to 
sleep when Alice walked into the bathroom, and climbed 
in the tub with her father.

"Dad, I need a bath also, and I’m ready for bed." After 
a few minutes, Alice got out of the tub and when she 
was dried off, walked out and climbed into her father’s 
bed, not even thinking of what she was doing. When 
Larry walked out and found his daughter in his bed, he 
simply ignored it, turned off the lights, and slid 
under the covers.

Sunday morning, and nearly seven o’clock, Larry woke 
and found his daughter was laying on his body. He knew 
the young girl was tired, as she had almost run the 
total time in the park, from one thing she wanted to 
do, to the next. It was only nine when he went to bed, 
and that meant they had slept about ten hours.

After a few minutes, he felt his daughter move her 
body, and she was now laying with her small sex over 
his erect penis. Slowly, she moved until he knew she 
was likely feeling a need to work against his hard 
manhood, as if she was working off. Larry knew he 
should stop her, but decided to let her stop the 
feeling when she wished. When he felt his young 
daughter, move slightly faster, then stop, she said, 
"Uumm, umm."

Larry wrapped his arms, around the young girl, and as 
he was holding her, went back to sleep. The next time 
Larry woke, his daughter was rubbing her small sex 
against the end of his erect manhood, and Larry knew 
she was trying to get his erection inside the opening 
between her thin legs. He lay still, and Alice found it 
was impossible to get her father’s penis inside the 
small opening between her legs. 

Alice felt the need to be stuck by the thick thing, and 
she wasn’t only small, but inexperienced in how to work 
the great thing of her father’s, up her only slightly 
wet holes. She knew a moment of frustration, and wanted 
her dad to help her, and as if she knew he was not 
sleeping, Alice spoke softly, "Daddy, help me, I want 
to have you do it with me, please?"

"Alice, sweetheart, I’m your father, it isn’t right for 
the two of us to be like this. Remember when I told you 
we shouldn’t be nude, well, this is the reason, I was 
afraid of your being nude with me." 

Then the tip of the thick penis was slightly caught 
between the small labia of Larry’s only child, and he 
felt the delightful grip of her tiny sex. "You’re, 
you’re certain, Alice, you’re sure you want me to do 
this with you" Larry asked as he was moving his 11-
year-old daughter onto her back, but ensuring the 
slight connection did not separate between his large 
and her small sexes.

Some distance and primeval instinct coursed through the 
body and soul of the young girl, and she thought of 
what she had seen her friends, the two siblings doing, 
and the image of Dude’s penis going in and out of his 
sister, in her hole. Susanna had told her later that it 
only hurt for a moment, but for Alice, the knowledge 
that she would feel pain, made her desire the thick and 
hard thing of her father. Her body was covered 
thoroughly by the bulk of her father.

Alice, remembered the time when she had been with her 
mom, and they were at someone’s horse farm, and Alice 
watched as the stallion had gotten on the hips of the 
female horse and the long thing under its belly was 
soon stuck up inside the small mare. Her mother had 
told Alice, when she asked what the horses were doing. 
"They are copulating, honey," and her mother had busted 
up laughing.

Her small legs were open, and Alice could feel her 
father use his hand to position his thing within the 
opening between her legs. Then a sudden move of the 
thick manhood of her fathers’ caused her to cry out, 
"OH, WHAT HAPPENED, I FEEL SO FULL?"

What Alice had felt, was the complete head of the thick 
penis of her father, presses inside her sex. The bulb 
of his cock had entered her so easily, that even Larry 
was caught unexpected by the sudden entrance into his 
daughter’s body. The intense pressure he felt around 
his cock was unlike he had ever felt when he entered a 
female previously. Then he started to make small jabs 
in his daughter’s body. With short in and out movements 
of his penis up the narrow channel of Alice’s sex, the 
hardened manhood was soon battering at the virgin door 
of her inner body.

The pain struck suddenly, and were the most unusual 
sensation and discomfort - somatic physical hurt - 
Alice had ever known. Alice knew her father was about 
to take her cherry, as Susanna had called her 
virginity, and she decided to be brave, and when her 
father pressed in once again, she forced her hips up to 
meet the short drive of his thick thing.

That action caused her father to enter her fully, and 
he tore open the virgin shield of thin membrane that 
had until that moment, kept her an innocent, young 
girl. That would never be again, as she was now an 
adult-child, with just that slight pressing deep up 
into her tiny gap, that had never been penetrated by a 
male stalk of a penis, her days as a virgin child was 
gone. A feeling of anguish and miserable suffering, 
caused Alice to cry out from the physical hurt in 
having her cherry burst from inside her sex, and she 
started crying tears of relief and pain.

"Daddy, it hurts, oh it hurts, and I feel like I’ve 
been split in half, ohhhhh," Alice uttered as she felt 
her father enter her completely. The most unique 
feeling of her father entering her body were the 
sensations of his hair around his thing against her 
hairless sex. 

For five minutes or more, Alice felt her father moving 
back and forth in her body. The feeling of his doing 
her was not bad, and not good, it was something Alice 
could not describe in her young mind. Then she felt her 
father moving faster, and it seemed deeper up into her 
belly. When he slightly jammed it, then held it deep, 
Alice knew she was getting his stuff up inside her 
small hole.

Once Larry had gone off, he realized he needed to worry 
about Alice’s blood getting on the sheets, so he pulled 
her up with him until they could get off the bed. 
Looking at the mattress, Larry, saw there was no 
evidence of his taking his daughter’s prepubescent 
cherry. With his shrinking erection about to put pushed 
out of his daughter’s sex, by Alice’s vagina muscles 
trying to push him out, Larry carried the slightly 
crying girl into the bathroom, still impaled upon his 
cock. After reaching the bathroom, Larry got a 
washcloth from the rack, and getting it wet, and then 
let his daughter stand down and he moved the cloth 
between her legs.

Looking down, Larry saw the cloth becoming red, and he 
knew he was viewing the evidence of having taken his 
daughter’s virginity. "Are you okay, sweetheart? I hope 
you’re not upset with me?"

"It kind of hurts, but I knew it would, and I’m 
bleeding aren’t I, from losing my cherry? Daddy, are 
you happy you were my first?"

How does a father tell his daughter he was glad to have 
gotten her virginity, and as he thought about the 
situation, words came on there own in response to the 
question, Alice posed? "You have given me something I 
had no right to have, but I will never forget what you 
have allowed me to have, and I’m more than happy, I’m 
honored by the brave way you took me, and, yes, I’m 
very pleased to be the first."

After showering, and once more washing Alice between 
her legs, they found she was bleeding slightly as they 
were about to get dressed, Larry took a washcloth and 
fashioned a sanitary pad for her to place in her 
panties. Then they went to breakfast and in whispered 
tones of voice, they spoke of what happened, and Alice 
wanted to know when they would do it again? At one 
point Alice wanted to tell about her and the neighbor 
kids, but decided it was something she shouldn’t tell 
her father.

For the remainder of the trip, Alice and her father had 
sex on two occasions, and on the last night they were 
in Atlanta, they did it three times, and on the last 
time, Alice experienced what was assuredly a climax, 
albeit not a large one, but enough for the young girl 
to know she would desire sex in the future.

After they were home a few days, Alice rode her four-
wheeler down to the swimming hole, and she undressed, 
and wondered if her friends would show up. Alice 
undressed slowly, and as she did so, someone was once 
more video taping her actions. Had she known she was 
being recorded, Alice would not have eased her fingers 
between her small labia, and pressed her finger up and 
into her sex. She had wanted sex since returning from 
Atlanta with her father, but he had said they shouldn’t 
do often, and she must be certain she wanted to 
continue the relationship they had shared on the trip.

Alice knew that tonight she was going to have her 
father between her tiny legs. Then she got in the creek 
and swam for about ten minutes, then got out and lay in 
the Sun. Her fingers soon were playing along the small 
lips guarding her sex, and her finger was moving in and 
out, as her father’s penis had done. After a few 
minutes, Alice fell asleep, but not without her actions 
being video recorded, and the close up images of her 
holding her tiny sex open, as if she was letting air up 
into her, was causing the person with the video camera 
hands to shake as he saw the action through on the 
small video screen on the back of the camera.

That night, she and her father had sex twice, and 
Alice’s young body was so highly pitched in need, she 
climaxed after just a short time of her father moving 
his thing in and out of her body. The moment she felt 
her father squirting his stuff in her, Alice told her 
father, "Yes, daddy, gives me you cream, I love feeling 
it in me, and when it runs back out from me and down 
over my rear."

It was nearly a week later, and as Alice was preparing 
a snack to take with her to the creek, and she hadn’t 
seen her friends since she returned, she thought she 
heard a noise. Then she decided it was likely the wind 
outside causing the sound as it pushed something 
around.

What Alice didn’t know, was her friends were taken into 
custody, by children services, after it was discovered 
both Susanna and Jennifer had gotten pregnant by their 
brother Dude. When their parents found out, they took 
the girls to have abortions, but as the doctor spoke to 
them, it was discovered they both were pregnant by 
their brother, and the parents were horrified in the 
knowledge their children having had sex together. The 
authorities were contact by the doctor, and they were 
removed from their parent's home until the courts could 
decide what to do with them.

Once more, the sound was heard by Alice, and just as 
she was about to turn around, a large hand closed over 
her face, and a voice told her, "Don’t scream or I will 
kill you, now put your hands behind you." As she did as 
told, her hands were soon tied with a small piece of 
rope, and then a cloth was placed over her eyes and 
tied behind her head. Alice felt herself being led up 
the stairs to what she determined by the number of 
steps as her bedroom. She was crying and begging the 
person who was with her to let her go, she felt her 
body shoved down onto the bed.

Alice didn’t see the man place a video camera on a 
chair he had moved to near the bed. Satisfied with the 
image he would get in recording the planned rape of the 
child, and he removes his clothes. Then he moved to the 
bed, and pulled Alice’s sandals and then her shorts and 
panties from her body. There was only one thing going 
through Alice’s mind, and that was she was going to be 
raped, and sex was something, she only wanted with her 
father.

Then her top was unbuttoned, and she felt the man 
kissing her tiny nipples, that until now only her 
father and her friends had done. "Please, don’t hurt 
me, and don’t rape me, please?"

A slap hit her face, and the suddenness of the attack 
startled Alice, and then she felt the man moving over 
her body. In spit of her not wanting sex with someone 
other than her father, she felt her sex responding and 
knew she was opening up to the penis that wanted in her 
young body.

For months now, since the girl first appeared where 
only the brother and two sisters had been his pleasure 
in recording and viewing in sexual unions, now he had 
seen her so many times, he had to have her. Unlike the 
other two girls, he never wanted sex with them. When he 
had seen this girl, with the boy, he thought was going 
to capture her cherry being spit on video, but she had 
stopped the lad from doing her. He had seen and 
recorded the two sisters both taken for their first 
time, and the younger one had yelled so loud, he had 
the sounds on tape, and he loved to listen and view the 
tape, as she cried like a stuck pig. The older girl had 
only cried out one word when she lost her cherry, 
"DAMN!"

Now he was entering the small gap between the shaking 
legs of the young girl, and he could feel she was 
small, but her cherry was gone he realized, when he 
shoved his fat cock in the girl. Hell, he wondered who 
got her first? 

Then he took the young girl hard and deep, and he was 
almost half again larger than the man who had been her 
first and only man, but the rapist didn’t know that. He 
only knew one thing, the burning urges in his warped 
mind wanted to screw this girl till she couldn’t walk 
straight, which is what he did, as he knew what time 
her father would be home, and by the time he left Alice 
laying crying and feeling sore between her legs, he had 
been up the girl six times.

For Alice the humiliation and hurt in being raped were 
terrible, but the size of the man’s thing was causing 
her untold discomfort, and her body was constantly 
subjected to the huge penis that penetrated her. 
Finally the man left, and as he untied her hands, he 
told her, "Don’t remove your gag for ten minutes, or I 
will kill you."

Not being able to see the clock on her dresser, Alice 
actually lay, with her eyes still covered for a half 
hour. When she removed the mask over her eyes, she 
looked at her sore sex, and noticed how much white 
stuff was oozing out of her. When her dad walked in the 
room a few minutes later, he saw his daughter crying 
and the same scene of the male liquid leaking from her 
body.

Larry spoke to Alice and soon discovered who had to 
have been the person who had raped his daughter. Her 
description of the massive "thing" the man had, let him 
know it had to be a man two farms over, and everyone in 
the neighborhood was always talking about how all the 
women on the farms and in the town had at least once 
felt the twelve inches of meat, so thick, it was the 
size of a woman’s wrist. If that was true, Larry didn’t 
know, but he decided to pay a visit to his neighbor.

Walking through the trees along the creek, until he 
reached the farm he knew contained the man who had 
raped his daughter, Larry understood only one thing, he 
would settle this on his own, and not contact the law. 
Using the stealth he had learned from being a green 
beret, Larry was soon standing behind the man, and his 
eyes saw the video being shown on the television of his 
daughter being raped, he knew he had his man. Larry’s 
eyes also took in all the other videos stacked on the 
tables.

His massive hands were soon holding the man, and using 
the military training from his past, he soon was 
applying pressure to a certain spot on the man’s head, 
and the man fell unconscious. Larry found a couple of 
burlap bags in the barn, returned to the house with 
them, and filled then with all the tapes he saw. Then 
he lit one of the cigarettes the man smoked, and saw 
that is was lit, and let it fall onto the newspaper the 
man had been reading.

When the sheriff and fire department shuffled through 
the completely burned farm house on Bethel Creek Road, 
they were surprised to see three gasoline cans that had 
evidently caused the fire to burn so fiercely, and they 
knew that Cliffs was nuts about gasoline and smoking.

Larry and Alice spent hours viewing video tapes for the 
rest of their lives. Even after Alice as married, had 
two children, she would sometimes visit her father, who 
had converted the videos to CD. The sex between them 
lasted until Larry passed away at eight-one. The 
videos, they lived on, and as Alice had become an early 
widow, the tapes gave her the relief, along with her 
fingers, she needed. Some months apart from each other, 
Alice would find a female companion to take up the 
needs she couldn’t get on her on. 

END

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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.
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