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Getting Away

{ASSM} (Mg, cons, rom)



By Simple Man (C)2003



[I have long wished to write this story, because it is almost true, and up
until now I had not the nerve, nor the desire to do so.  This story is rated
the way it is because it is true.  You may judge me as you like, but this is
after all fiction, the soul of a man coming clean.  Should glorious sex
between a father and his daughter offend you, then skip this tale and avoid
my stories in the future.]









     I was tired of the rat race and longed to be in the wilderness that I
had known as a Boy Scout.  I left work at noon, knowing I was never coming
back, my wife dead now, resting in her grave, my three year old daughter in
tow, I packed all that we would need into the GMC Sierra and headed out onto
the road.  Bitter memories left behind.  She slept peacefully in her car
seat, oblivious to what lay ahead, her little legs already shapely, she was
of course completely female and I delighted in looking at her tiny body, she
was beautiful, just like my wife had been.

The long drive was uneventful and only marked with an occasional rain that
settled the dust on the road.  Me and my daughter made our way to the
wilderness that lay beyond civilization and up the mountain that loomed
ahead.  There in the pristine forests I would find the peace I so
desperately needed and the proper place to raise my daughter.

     I had not bothered with the radio, I did not want to hear other voices,
and I only wanted peace of mind.  My baby girl needed to go potty and I
stopped the truck and carried her into the brush to let her relieve herself.
Watching her pee was wonderful.  Seeing her little pink pussy was the kind
of thing a father dreams about.  When she was done I pulled her panties back
up and snuggled them onto her smooth bottom.  I had the strongest desire to
lick and suck her completely clean, but that was just the deviate in me and
part of the reason I simply had to get away.

     By nightfall, I had driven as far as I could go, even the trail ended,
what lay beyond was virgin forests some 30 miles deep.  Carrying my daughter
into the forest until daybreak, I set her down on a log and surveyed the
area, it was perfect.  She watched in mild interest as my axe cut down
mighty trees that would make our home.  I knew she was hungry, and the
forest was rich with food if you knew what to look for.  Gathering supper
was what I was born for, here in the forest was food aplenty and my baby
girl ate like she had never eaten before, rich, healthful food from the
forest.  As nightfall came we lay out on the supple grass with the smell of
fresh cut wood filling the air and fell asleep.

Having a little girl in your arms is simply heaven, her soft body, all you
could ever desire.  While my daughter slept I kissed her full on her lips, a
long passionate kiss because I was feeling that way.  Unable to resist any
longer, I pulled down her panties and sucked her tiny pussy into my mouth.
She tasted wonderful, fresh and musky like the forest.  Today I would finish
the cabin and work on the inside building tables and beds.  The forest
creatures came to watch, fawn and bear cub, raccoon and rabbit, all came to
visit, for in the forest, life is simple and clean, the way all life should
be.  The river offering its sustenance to us.  I built a fire and the fish
were roasted in time honored tradition.  My little girl ate like she was
starved, well it was pretty good and tasty, I ate too until my belly was
full and the two of us slept on our bed now and she was naked as the day she
was born, so was I.

The years passed and she grew into a beautiful girl, so much like her
mother, but one thing was different, she was my lover.  Her soft beginnings
of breasts and the gentle changing of her waist brought out the Lolita in
her, a childlike woman, and I loved her so much.

     "Daddy, I'm pregnant?  Isn't it wonderful?"

     Yes it was wonderful, she was growing into a young woman and I was the
father of her baby.  Forest creatures from near and far gathered in the
cleared area in front of the cabin to await the birth of one of them, a
child of the forest.

For all matter of men, the forest holds life in the simplest terms, the
running brook, the vegetation, needed for life, the quiet solitude to
understand everything that is needed.  The stumps of the trees cut down are
now tables that the visiting wildlife can eat at.

Her father passed away tonight, and hundreds of animals gathered to pay last
respects, the man they had come to know and now lay dead and the forest
would reclaim him, providing new life, its always been this way.



End



885 Words

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