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Subject: {ASSM} Happy Little Girl (Mf play, Enema)
Date: Mon, 15 Apr 2002 08:10:04 -0400
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Im all grown up now and i have 2 lovers, my husband Doug, and my
girlfriend Cindy. I have a wonderful love life. I get what i need.

It wastnt always this way. When I was 8 my mother ran away with
someone she met at work, i didnt see her again til i was 13. By then i
had a boyfriend and my Dad was remarried to a wonderful woman named
Barbara, whose children were in college. Barb was still very young at
35

For 2 years i lived with my Dad alone. I was always very short for my
age. I may as well have been a midget.  We could go visit my
grandparents and my aunts and uncles because they all lived in town.
The only trouble is, i had night mares sometimes, or couldnt fall
asleep. So Dad started playing with me at bedtime to relax me and make
me laugh, and fall asleep. It worked like a charm usually. He would
bathe me, dress me, and tell me "no panties." Then he would put me to
bed, my nitie up around my shoulders as he rubbed my back, butt and
legs....it felt so heavenly.
In about 5 minutes i would be snoring away. 

Sometimes i was too wound up for the massage to make me sleepy
Once this happened, Daddy seemed upset like he didn know what to do.
He turned the bedroom light as low as it would go, and put my radio on
a classical music station, or whatever i wanted to hear if i had a 
preference that night.  Then as i lay on my back eyes closed, he put
his hand under my nitegown, and rubbed my legs slowly, he parted my
legs and rubbed the inside of my thighs too. Oh my this felt good. He
would say does that feel good Midge? And usually I fell asleep
quickly. (His pet name for me was Midge, or Midget because i was so
short and tiny.  I looked much younger than i was.) The next nite,
after he got this far with me, he spent much more time on my thighs,
inside and out, he reached up and rubbed my tummy , chest, and tiny
nipples. His other hand was going down where my panties should be,
lightly stroking my crotch. Then he lubricated his fingers with spit
and rubbed me inside my pussy lips and the outside of my hairless
vagina. He played with my clit a little. He NEVER penetrated my vagina
or rectum. My Dad had class.  OH MY. IT FELT SO GOOD. I knew what a
vagina was because i read it in my sex education book my  mother had
given me once. I was vaguely aware that Daddy shouldnt do this. But i
loved the feeling. He never made any moves that hurt me. so i would
lay there and enjoy myself as i drifted off.

My Dad liked to fondle me, and continued doing so for about 2 years.
He once had to take my rectal temperature when i had a cold. He pulled
my gown up to expose my bare bottom. Rubbed me, then inserted the
vaseline tipped thermometer. I cried because i thought it was
humiliating.
To make me feel better he rubbed my butt some more, rubbed the ring of
my pink asshole with a rhythm and said "doesnt that feel nice? Mommy
always liked it."  I stopped crying and said "Yes Daddy, Im ok" By
then i had begun to experience the beginnings of sexual pleasure. I
never came from my Fathers sleep  fondling, but i did begin to
masturbate, and when i was about 10, had mild orgasms. Sometimes he
would put a gob of vaseline on my anal opening and just rub the
outside for the longest time.

Turning 10 did not stop my father. By now, he rubbed me fore and aft,
each nite at bed time. Looking at the clock, i saw he took 7 or 8
minutes with my "therapy." I think he masturbated as soon as he left
me, i used to hear him moaning in his bed before he fell asleep.

Barbara, a registered nurse worked weekends. My dad married her when i
was 12. Barbara is a firm disciplinarian,  fun and very  nice. The
only thing she used to do to me that i didnt like was ENEMAS. At first
i hated them. I would cry. She would coo "youre ok, youre alright."
and hug me close. She began promising to give me $2 if i would behave
myself. Soon i took my enema like a trooper, every Friday after school
before my dad came home for dinner. Barb would finish my treatment and
then take me to the Five-And-Dime store where i would get a record or
some candy. Sometimes I spent one dollar and saved the rest in my
little metal bank.

I masturbated nearly every night now. My father had certainly taught
me how to console myself with the treatments and rubs he had given me.
After he married, he never fondled me again.

I grew to be so fond of Barbara and her sexy enemas. I think she knew
my feelings, as she usually had a twinkle in her eye when she popped
in with the enema bag or bulb. She would sit on my bed, and put me
over her lap naked except for my bra, raising the red bag as needed.
"OOOOOOOH" i would moan, "I dont think i can hold much more". But i
always held much more, til i had been filled with the entire 2 quart
solution Barbara firmly suggested.  Then after i expelled, she would
put me in the warm bath tub and wash my bottom, anus, and labia, as if
i were a baby. I would get so hot  that sometimes i would give myself
a mini-enema after she left the room so that i could masturbate to
orgasm.

After a few months went by, I was 14, Barbara still did the over the
lap enema and  bathing routine, to wash my erotic zones.  Once over
her lap, i would already be panting and trying not to squirm. I tried
so hard not to come, i didnt want Barb to know. Somehow she sensed my 
desires and need, and with the enema tube teasing my rectum, she
reached under to masturbate my clit and nipples on my double D breasts
so that I had to come. "Thanks Barb", i said. Then i expelled and felt
even better. I had to take a nap before i could eat my dinner.

When i started high school Barbara made me submit to an enema orgasm
daily. But only 1/2 a bag full of solution. This was her idea of
keeping me from getting too intrested in boys and getting pregnant
real young as she did. I guess she figured if i got my satisfaction at
home, i would be a good girl.

When i was in college, Barb always gave me an enema as soon as i got
in. Whether i needed it or not. She would always enemize my boyfriend
Doug too if he wasnt feeling well.

Once we had a double header enema when Barb enemized me and then Doug
in the same room at the same time. We lay side by side as she plunged
the giant enema nozzels into us. Leaving us alone in my room to rest,
she didnt realize i was still horny after she gave me my orgasm. Doug
had always wanted to try anal sex on me. And now was our chance. We
had plenty of lube.  Removing only our pants down to our knees he sunk
his brown  6" slender penis into my ass, i thought i would pass out.
This was the best orgasm i had ever had. I guess i owe this all to the
start i was given by parents Barbara and  Dad.

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