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      From: xxxxxxxxxx@hotmail.com              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              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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