From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: Frank’s Daughter   
      
   A Tale of Initiation g12   
      
      
      
      
      
   This story is simply a work of imagination...fantasy fiction that does   
   not portray anyone or anything that really happened, or should happen.   
   If you are under the age of 18, live in a jurisdiction where reading   
   erotic stories would be considered illegal, or are just plain offended   
   by material wherein young folks have sex, then stop now and don’t read this.   
      
      
      
   All others please enjoy!  If you like this story, then give me some   
   feedback at stevesaint@juno.com   
      
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   ©2005-2006 STEVESAINT   
      
   (Mg, anal, MF)   
      
      
   Him   
      
   Hi, my name is Eric, and I lead a very good life!  I run my own   
   business, where I can pretty much set my hours, with some accompanying   
   “fringe benefits.”  For one thing, my best buddy Frank has a fantastic   
   home with beautiful grounds and a tremendous Olympic-sized pool.  He   
   lets me “move in” any time he and his wife are away, which is great   
   since I live in a small apartment, and they travel a lot.  Then there is   
   his daughter...oh well, that’s the reason for my story.  I guess you   
   would say I’m a good-looking guy.  I just turned 29, but my workout   
   regimen has kept my body pretty buff—better than when I was 19!  Sounds   
   good, but don’t think I’m some kind of egotistical chick magnet.  I   
   guess I’m too shy to be real good with the women.  Although I do OK, I   
   have yet to meet Miss Right.   
      
      
      
   As I was saying, Frank lets me stay at his house when they are on   
   vacation.  Their daughter, Tracy, usually stays with a friend when Frank   
   and his wife Lisa are gone, and this is where Tracy was supposed to be   
   today as I took in some sun next to the pool.  Since their house is   
   pretty isolated, I always know I’ll have privacy around the pool, so   
   today, as I’ve done many times, I stripped off my trunks and did some   
   real sunbathing...   
      
      
   Her   
      
   “My God,” slipped from my mouth in a whisper as I stood looking through   
   the hedges at Uncle Eric’s tanned and muscled body lying next to the   
   pool.  He’s not really my uncle, but I’ve been calling him Uncle Eric   
   ever since I was a little girl—of course I’ve never looked at him in   
   THIS way before.  All those muscles! ...And that “thing” of his...draped   
   against his thigh...and so huge!  I bet you’re wondering how I can know   
   it’s a big one?  Even though I’m only 12, I’ve seen a few: Billy   
   Hopkins, his brother Jimmy, and their nerdy friend Ralph showed me   
   theirs last month—they wanted me to touch them, yuck (but I   
   didn’t)—like, they were tiny little things compared to what Uncle Eric   
   had.   I’m not really sure what’s happening to me, but as I stand here   
   peeking at Uncle Eric, I’m starting to feel a little funny, especially   
   between my legs.  In sex-ed class, my teacher told us all this stuff   
   about sex, about when a man puts his penis into a woman’s vagina and   
   where baby’s come from and stuff like that, but like, she didn’t tell us   
   anything about this funny feeling I’m having and how I’m getting all wet   
   down there.  All I know is it feels good...but like something’s still   
   missing.  Oh, I don’t know how to describe it, but I just had to touch   
   myself...   
      
      
   Him   
      
   Wow, I can’t believe what I’m seeing.  I didn’t realize Tracy was home   
   until I glanced over at the back yard hedge and saw her playing with   
   herself.  She had her hand down in her bikini bottoms, and she was   
   really stroking it!  It was an amazing sight!  I really didn’t believe a   
   12-year-old could have that kind of climax, but it must have been a   
   beauty; when she came, she let out a low moan and I could see her body   
   shudder, but I tried not to let on I saw the whole thing.   
   Unfortunately, my cock can have a mind of its own.  Watching the   
   marvelous sight, I got what must have been the stiffest hard-on I ever   
   had.  Man, it actually ached...   
      
      
   Her   
      
   I couldn’t help myself.  I had this picture in my head of Uncle Eric’s   
   muscled arms holding me, and his big penis touching me.  I kept rubbing   
   my finger harder and harder against the little piece of skin down there,   
   and the feeling kept getting better and better, and my finger went   
   faster and faster, and before I knew it the feeling just sort of   
   exploded.  It was the most fantastic pleasure I think I’ve ever felt in   
   my life.  My whole body shook, as a giant wave of this pleasure swept   
   through me over and over again.  I think I even made some noise, it felt   
   so good.  I should have been worried about Uncle Eric hearing me, yet at   
   this point I couldn’t think straight.  It took me a while to settle down   
   from that surprisingly super feeling, but when I did, I got an even   
   bigger surprise.  Uncle Eric’s penis was now hard, and sticking almost   
   straight up into the air!  I couldn’t take my eyes off of it.   I didn’t   
   really know what was going on, but I can tell you that feeling was   
   coming back.  I started to figure it out—maybe Uncle Eric did hear me,   
   so I wasn’t going to worry about it.  I know one thing, I just have to   
   get closer to his “thing” since it must be causing these feelings, and   
   the feelings are GOOD...   
      
      
   Him   
      
   Oh, shit, Tracy’s walking toward me.  Here I am naked with the biggest   
   woody of my life and I’m afraid to let her know I saw what she was   
   doing.  How do I play this one?   I’ll just pretend I was sleeping, and   
   not let it bother me that she sees me naked...   
      
      
   Her   
      
   As I walked over to Uncle Eric, I got the feeling he was only faking   
   sleep.  Did he see me?  Is that why his penis is so hard?  Did I do   
   that?  I guess I still wasn’t thinking straight—what do I say now that   
   I’m standing over him?   
      
      
   Them   
      
   “Uncle Eric, like, do Mom and Dad know you lay out here without any   
   clothes on?”   
      
      
      
   Eric looks up; “do you’re parents know about that tiny little bikini   
   you’re wearing?”   
      
      
      
   “Sure, my mom helped me pick it out.  It’s not like I’m so big up top   
   I’m showing off or anything.”   
      
      
      
   “I think it shows off a lot.”   
      
      
      
   “Is it why your penis is all hard and swollen?  Have you been thinking   
   of me in my bikini?”   
      
      
      
   Eric couldn’t help noticing that as Tracy was talking to him, she kept   
   staring at his cock.  “Were you thinking about me when you were behind   
   the hedge over there?”   
      
      
   Her   
      
   Oh, no, he did see me!  What if he tells my folks?  Shit, I’m screwed.   
   But I guess he can’t really tell because then he’ll be admitting he   
   watched me, and wouldn’t my mom and dad think that was bad too?   
   Besides, I’m so close to him the feelings are starting to come back real   
   fast.  I wish I could touch myself again to bring the feeling back, but   
   I can’t do it here in front of Uncle Eric.  I’m so mixed up right now...   
      
      
   Him   
      
   Boy, did she turn red when I said that I saw her.  Her blush didn’t last   
   long though, replaced by something else.  She is light skinned, with   
      
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