Little Miss Bloom
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Note : This story is completely fictional.
It was a day like any other day and Mom had had to leave town on a business trip and of course trustingly, left me in the care of my Father. I was 12 and as daddy was not ashamed to admit and often did in front of my brother and sister, his favorite. He would call me his raven haired blue eyed beauty, with a big smile on his red flushed, Irish Catholic face; much to the rescentment of my brother Jack and my sister Pam and I often sensed, my Mother Elinore.
Since Jack and Pam had moved out of state to pursue their own lives, the house was very quite. There was only, Dad, myself and Mom now and Mom was rarely ever home.
Dad had his own home based business and so he could afford to spend more quality time with his little girl. He would often bounce me on his knee, my breasts flip flopping up and down, as he tickled my sides until I laughed so hard, that I almost peed. As he gingerly helped me to ride his knee, he would whisper in my ear, "Who's Daddys girl?" "Who's Daddy's litte Irish bloom?" "I am Daddy, I am!" I would gleefully reply.
Well, it was on one particular day, that my whole world changed and would never be the same again. I was in my room alone, sitting up against my headboard, with my legs neatly tucked beneath the covers, as I watched TV. I was doing what most 12 year old girls do when in a thoughful daze; I was not really watching the faces or hearing the voices on the screen, but more like looking through it and lost in my own little world.
It was a Saturday and so I was lazily, lounging and wasing the day away. I was wearing a pair of clean white cotton panties and a white tank top, that I'm afraid was much too small for my very big overly developed breasts. It was my favorite top however and I refused to put it away just yet. As my mind began to wonder, I allowed my hand to do the same. I reached down under the covers where I lay and slid my hand down under my panties and began to fondle my fresh bald and slightly sticky , for the first time. My heart was pounding loudly in my ears and was the only sound in the room, next to the low hum of the voices comming from the television set.
For some reason until this day, I had never had an intrest in touching my own body. At that particular moment, I was over come with the desire to touch myself, to relieve the ache comming from my tender moist cunt. I moved my finger slowly, weaving in and out of my delicate folds and finally, I slowly and carefully inserted a finger into my secret place, moving my probing digit, in and out of my tiny tight hole, carefully measuring what I felt, wondering to myself, what it all meant...these stirings that flowed throughout my body.
I closed my eyes for only a moment and there he was, my Father standing in the shadow of my doorway. I hadn't even thought to lock the door, as the impulse to explore my own young body, took me by complete surprise. My face felt hot and flushed, I was embarassed and unable to say a word. He was 40 and a towering man who stood a healthy 6'4" and more than 200 lbs of pure Irish muscle...a very strikingly handsome man, with dark raven hair and the most beautiful grey blue eyes that even to this day, I have ever seen. Those eyes however, would forever leave their sweet and hard mark on me, for all time to come.
He slowly walked in from out of the shadows and into my room, closing and locking the door behind him. "What were you doing just now lass?," he said in his very thick Irish accent. I was careful not to meet his eyes, as his stare was intense and hard. It was as if those pearcing grey blue eyes, could see right through me. I pretended not to hear him, looking past him and then bowing my head, as if studying my hands. "Nothing Da, I was...I was watching cartoons," I said.
He only smiled, looking down at his heavy dirty boots and then as his face slowly came up to meet mine once again, his smile soon turned into a very wide, grin. My Father had pefect white teeth and when he grinned he looked like a Great White Shark, who spying his prey, is about to move in for the kill.
He came over and sat down at the edge of my bed and repeated his question in an intentionally low and somewhat sinister tone. "What were ya doin' lass...ANSWER ME CHILD". His voice had always had a loud and booming quality to it and had always managed to shake me to my core, but now it almost seemed as is if the Devil himself were speaking.
"I...I...I was playing with my...with my...down there Daddy." He slowly removed his heavy dark blue P coat and laid it neatly on the edge of the bed and then began slowly remove his boots, one at a time. I watched in silence, not being able to read him. His face looked rough as he had not yet shaved and it made him look ruggedly handsome. He then began to remove his shirt, all in silence. I brought my knees up to my chest, and placed my pillow on top of my knees, resting my head on the pillow, as I watched and wondered where Daddy was, as he appeared to almost be in a trance.
He moved in closer to me and looked at me for what seemed like an eternity, studying me, looking me over completely. He abruptly pulled my pillow away, leaving me no security and then moved in even closer. "Da, what is it...what's wrong?" He brushed away the hair from my face and softly kissed my lips. He pulled me to him close; so close, that I thought I might faint, as the air momentarily left my little body. His smell was masculine and musky, rough and clean all at the same time. I closed my eyes and burried my face in his wide burly chest.
He took my little face in his big callused hand and forcfully parted my lips with his thick and wet Daddy tongue. My eyes were open the whole time and I watched him as he kissed me, his daughter the way I had seen him kiss my Mother. He kissed me deep and with his tongue, invited me to join him. I was innocent and did not at once heed the call. He pushed his tongue in deeper, forcing me to respond, as he gave me his soul kiss. My mouth began filling up with saliva, as I tried to match his fast moving tongue and eager lips, doing my best to catch my breath.
Soon, I could feel an even stronger sensation stiring in my tight pink and wet hole. I could feel my very sensitive and wet pussy, sucking in and out, pushing out fresh cream, as my diolating slit, reacted to my Daddy's wet taboo kiss. Soon, he was reaching down and fondling my aching bud. He began gently probing my clit and then moving his finger about, in a quick circular fluttering motion, making my whole body come alive.
He then slipped two thick fingers into my now honey drenched and dripping cum hole. He pushed in hard and rough, forcing his fingers in deep, making me bare down in pain, wincing, as his hard thrusts rocked my body, forcing my tiny tight hole to submit to his deliberately hard finger fuck thrusts.
My mouth was wide open and in the shape of a big O, as he pumped in deep, making my tiny pink wound, oooooozzz thick with nasty wet pussy pre-cum cream. The tip of my tongue sticking out, he put his mouth back on mine and began kissing me again, sucking on my tongue with his full lips. Soon, he had his tongue half way down my throat, as he now slid three fingers in deep, being careful not to bust me...not quite yet; his thick finger pads, touching my plump dripping wet berry and causing it to pulse.
He came away and quickly pulled off my pussy pre-cum soaked, little white
panties. He then unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the
floor. I had never seen a man's penis until that day, not even in pictures. I
couldn't believe how big my Daddy's cock was. "Did I do that?", I thought. His
dick reminded me of a picture I once saw in a magazine, of a Stud Stallions penis and as big as it was, it could not even begin to surpass my Daddys masterful massive errection; it was magnificent.
Daddy's was 10 inches long and 5 in circumferance. It was angry red and dripping wet from it's purple mushroom head and had thick bulging veins, that covered the entire shaft. I looked at it in awe and felt my clit become just as hard as my Daddy's perfect wet dong. At this sight, my mouth began to overflow with saliva and a small drop slowly slid out and down the corner of my mouth, over my chin and managed to work its way down and onto my fat tender to the touch, ripe nipple, until finally falling away.
He moved in between my legs and pushed them back over my head and reaching down and he began to skillfully lick first my pussy lips and then delicately at first, probed my clit, taking it in his mouth and sucking it like a baby sucks a Mother's tit; hard and rough, until it was raw, and finally sinking his thick, wet hot tongue deep into my begging hole.
I had never experienced such a sensation. The feeling of his wet tongue up my little hole pushed in deep, was almost too much for me to bare. It was pure nervana and soon I was forced to pump and move on my Daddy's rough stubbly face, as he forced more hot flesh up my ripe little cunt. "Pump on Daddy's tongue lass...come on bitch...pump hard girl." I willingly did as Daddy said, and began fucking his mouth without care. I pumped and wiggled on Daddy's face, my tongue sticking out and wagging wildly about in exstacy.
I could see Daddy, stroking his massive tool as he licked his little girl into complete submission. I wanted to watch him stroke his wet meat, but couldn't quite see from my angle. The thought of what he was doing, was turning my body inside out and making my acheing snatch throb and swell with desire. When he finally came up, his face was covered in my little girl mess and he took his twitching rod in his hand and began rubbing my hole with it, slowly and with focus. His knob alone was almost as big as my fist, which was TOO big for my little wet virgin wound.
He crawled on top of me and his weight was crushing. He adjusted and I felt instant relief. He took my heavy tits in his hands and began to suck and kneed them firmly and I could almost feel them expanding in his hands, his touch felt so good and unlike anything I had ever felt or would ever feel again. As my Daddy cupped and sqeezed my breasts in his big meaty hands, his cock was firmly fixed at my hole. He was waiting for just the right moment to enter me, as he gently, but firmly teased me, biting down on my swollen .
He kicked my legs apart with his massive muscular thighs and sticking his tongue in my mouth, he RAMMED his mighty wet cock in deep without warning and with full force.
"Ahhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrr...Daaaaaaaaddy..it hurts...ooooooooh." The pain was pearcing and intense. I could feel my cherry burst as he fucked me hard and without pause. I tried to hold on tight, as he violently forced his way inside me. I closed my eyes tight and took his rough rock hard hoarse dick and bared his deep pumping fuck, biting down on my bottom lip, causing it to bleed. His whole body was covered in sweat, as he grunted and groaned with each thrusting blow, pushing in and up my wet bald little girl snatch.
I was in a rapture of pain and strange new pleasure, as I could feel the blood rushing to my clit as my first climax was approaching. As his lower stomach was riding my little clit and rubbing it to peak, I whispered hot in his mouth, "Daddy, I'm gonna pee...oooh Daddy, it's...it's in deep...oooooh it's so good Daddy, I'm gonna pee." I had never felt this kind of pain and even more pleasure before and in my erotic splender, couldn't help but suck my thumb wet, pumping with my Daddy, as he fucked his little Irish bloom raw and right.
"Oh lass, your Da's gonna cum...I'M GONNA cum hard LASS, real hard...PUCKER YOUR HOLE AND SUCK YOUR DADDY'S COCK...DO IT BITCH...SUCK...SUCK IT N MILK HARD WIT DAT BITCH HOLE...DO IT LASS!"
Just then, I had the urge to pump fast...fast..faster, wildly moving my hips with reckless abandon, matching my Daddy's masterfully long thrusts. My hole dripping wet with my fresh nectar and Daddy's meaty wet mess. We were both close to cumming and cumming hard.
"DADDY...FUCK ME...FUCK YOUR LITTLE GIRL DADDY, DEEP...OH GOD...DEEP," I screamed out loud, before I realized what I was saying.
I felt myself wanting to pee and cum at the same time, he was so far up my prepubescent wet hole. I couldn't help it, it was so hot, I peed hard as he fucked me good, his thrusts getting faster and more intense, as his ass moved at top speed, bunny fucking his little wet bitch.
"AHHHHHHHHHH LASS, DADDY'S GONNA CUM....PUMP GIRL..FUCK YER DADDY...PUMP BITCH, HARD...HARD..MOVE YER ASS..RRRRRRRRRRRR...I'M CUMMING..I'M CUMMMMMMING SWEET BITCH..RRRRRRRRRRAHHHHHYEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR...FFFFFFFFFUCK
I could feel his hot thick jism, shoot in deep, causing me to pump harder and faster yet. As I watched my Daddys hard handsome face, I could feel my climax on it last leg and about to errupt. He kept pumping and bringing it out of me, his stomach rubbing my clit wickedly good, in just the right way and in just the right circular motion.
"AHHHHHHHH DAAAAAAAAADDY, I'M...I'M CUMMING...YOUR LITTLE GIRL'S CUMMING DADDY...OOOOOOOH PUMP..FUCK ME...FUCK ME...OH GOD , I LOVE YOU DADDY...I LOVE YOU FUCK ME!!"
I could feel my hole climax hard, as my body shook and shuttered, my wet pussy sqeezing tight around his FAT pumping dick. Small drops of blood and eurine, mixed with his cum and mine, pushing out of my hole and coating his hard meat. As his thrusts began to slow, he kissed me for the last time, in a way a Father should never kiss his little girl and like no man would ever kiss me again, my pussy continued to stroke his dick, sweetly milking it dry.
He then pulled slowly out and picked me up and carried me to a hot shower, where he washed me off tenderly with a clean white soapy wet, terrycloth hand towel, wiping away all the cummy mess, still ooooooozzzzzzing from my little gagping cunt.
He then gently guided me down onto my knees, where I took my Daddy into my mouth and licked myself off him,
eagerly. We spent the rest of the afternoon soaking in the tub quietly reflecting, on the days events. After that day, we never spoke of it again, but I'll always remember the man who helped this Irish bud to bloom.
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LauraIt was my turn to wake early. I took advantage of my internal alarm and set up my camera to capture the dolphins. As I was setting up, I was also mulling over the previous night and the day before. Tommy and I had talked a little more as he held me in bed last night. He had confided that although it had a happy ending, at least for me and the girls, he had been a little upset when we didn’t have the pool to ourselves last night. I could see his point, it had been an intense twenty-four...
IncestWednesday, June 16, 1971 The sky was overcast, I observed, as I lay in my berth. I had forgotten to close my curtains again. As was my routine these days on waking, I first scanned the train, checking on everyone, then around the train for any signs of danger. Most of the girls were still asleep, except for Jessica, who was busy doing something at her drafting table. Anna, I noted, was in Izzy's room. Evidently, they decided not to bother making up the second berth, because Anna was curled...
While safe-sex was practiced during the making of this fantasy, condoms and such don’t make an appearance here, it is assumed that in real life, those rascals would be wrapped. The producer would also like you to know that no animals were harmed during the making of this epic. ———- I was sitting on the super king-sized bed of the hotel room, propped up by the cushioned headboard. Both my hands were pumping a rabbit vibrator in and out of my steamy pussy. With the extension head just rubbing my...
Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By Megan Campbell (Released: April 11, 2011) Chapter 31 - Golden Friendships I had hoped to sleep in on Tuesday morning, since it was the only day I had off. But Emily wasn't going to let that happen. It was the first day that we both had off in several...
Blane closed his eyes, letting the warm sun bathe his face. He kept his eyes closed for a moment, a bit longer than a standard blink. Sighing, he opened his eyes and made his way back to the classroom. It was five minutes to 8 and the students had yet to arrive. He sat down at desk, opened up his bag, and pulled out the tests for the morning. Just then, the students started filling in. ‘Hi Mr. Stone.’ Blane looked up from his desk. Smiled his hellos, causing causing more than one of the girls...
Two singles meet at a party that leads to anal weekends.I had been divorced for about a year before I went to my first singles get together. It was held at a local bar and restaurant in town. The bar was closed to others and only those that attended the singles meeting were allowed in. I did not know what to expect since I had never been to one of these meetings, however I needed a break from the normal bar scene.When I first arrived I checked out everyone that was there. They all seemed to be...
I am a househunter and I have booked an appointment with an estate agent to look over an empty house.I arrive at the house and knock on the door, the estate agent opens it, it is you. The house is totally empty with no furniture.You invite me in and say let`s look upstairs first. You begin to climb the stairs and I walk behind you. I immediately notice that your long, tight skirt has a long slit up the back, I can`t believe my eyes. The slit goes right to your arse. You are wearing black,...
The rain was sheeting across my windshield while the wipers barely kept the road visible. I laughed to myself because I couldn’t believe I was actually going to drive three hours in this shit just to see her for a few hours. Lori and I had known each other for years and she only called me when she wanted to fuck. She had a boyfriend but I think he was a little too conservative for her sexual appetites. At least that’s what I used to tell myself. I had the radio on low. For some reason I...
Hello everybody here I am back with another story. I hope you like it; do send in your feedback at This story is about a guy Vikram who works in a company. He is 27 years of age has a perfect athletic body due to his past involvement in gym and sports enjoy. I was absentmindedly flicking through the pages without really reading them and cursing myself for taking up a task that was so easy at a glance but when I sat down to accomplish it got the shit out of me (not literally) 2 days ago: My...
Today, her 17th birthday, was perhaps the worst day in Manya's life. Her life before her 10th birthday was an unknown to her, she knew she was adopted. Her father had brought her from the small but holy town of Benaras and she had lived in this house ever since. But ever since she could remember, she was highly charged up - sexually. She knew she was also built differently than most other girls her age. Whereas others had small breasts and thin waists, she had started growing boobs at the...
As i kneeled before my Black King as the flavor of shared cum still rested on my lips. I watched as he leaned over the beauty tied to our bed. He kissed her lips and removed her blind fold. While one hand reached between her thighs and massaged her pussy, the other skillfully removed her bound wrists.I watched as he inserted his fingers into her wet pussy and she road them, thrusting her hips upwards to meet his pounding fist. In awe i watched as she climaxed and her body quivered. Master then...
Out to the MoviesI sat in the living room, waiting for my wife to finish dressing for our evening out at the movies. I heard the closet door close upstairs then her steps to the stairway. She emerged at the bottom of the stairs looking very ravishing in a sheer white blouse, her red, shelf bra visible through the sheer blouse, her nipples about half visible; her black mini-skirt, form fitting around her small waist, flared out at her hip line, and ended just below the lace of her nose tops. ...
Baseball Star to Baseball Wife Chapter 5 The Interview The week between her transformation and her job interview was like a vacation for Gina. She enjoyed trying on all of her new clothes, changing clothes several times a day. An unexpected thrill for Gina was shopping in the stores at UTC and Del MarHighlands and going to the women's departments and trying on clothes.She loved picking out several articles of clothing and going into the dressing room and trying on outfit after outfit....
The Taxi Makes Its Rounds By Eric and a Friend (Eric's note: This was written almost totally by my friend. I just did some polishing, editing and minor changes) I should have known there was something wrong with Nick the day he took a taxi to my apartment just to tell me that he had passed his bar exam. I really shown have known! He could have just told me over the phone, but Nick has been like a child for most of his life, he couldn't wait to share the news with the whole...
This story is based on something that really happened to me. Yesterday i cam out of the shower and, as always, looked at myself in the mirror. i always get pleasure looking at my soft little impotent cock resting on top of my ball sac. My fat titties bulging out to the sides and my rolls of flabby fat!! i've always said i look like i'm pregnant!! My pubic hair is gone and my underarms are smooth too. However my wife will just not allow the rest of my body to be smooth. Anyway, getting back to...
Every few months the wife and i book into a hotel for a bit of a child free sexual getaway where the wife can have fun with other guys without any fear of getting caught out. This saturday was one of those times and we made bookings at our favorite venue, the observation city hotel by the beach in scarborough. Sometimes we arrange guys from contact sites to join us, other times we rely on our own resources, sometimes both. We booked in around two and did the usual thing, a swim in the pool...
Selena reached the docks the following afternoon to find them in a state of near pandemonium. It took her a while to locate the Arabia among the various craft that were anchored nearby. She was somewhat surprised that it wasn’t a larger boat. The Arabia was twenty nine feet wide by one hundred and seventy feet long. She was built of wood and painted white, with two full decks and a pilot house perched on top. The lower deck accommodated the cargo, and there was a large paddle wheel at the rear...
Vanessa Vega is so stressed from work. Paperwork and more paperwork. This girl needs some relief! What is a better way than to spread open those legs and let those fingers work their magic on her clit and deep in her shaved pussy. If Vanessa is not careful she will make a mess on her chair and worse yet she may get busted by a coworker or the resident mail stud Alex. One way to really move up in the company though is to prove your loyalty to your boss and show her you have the skills to help...
xmoviesforyouLate Night Business CallI want to share a naughty story about Jackie. She was married for how long I don’t remember, and while she stayed in the marriage, sex was boring and there wasn’t much affection.Together they operated a multi-million dollar business in Jamaica where labor was cheap. Data input of those manufacturer coupons, rebates etc. you know the kind. The data was then sent stateside to generate the checks to be mailed. I suspect that they stayed together for business reasons. The...
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