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Megan Revealed 
by Ho Masubi


INRODUCTION

WARNING:
This story is sexually explicit in nature and should not be read by
anyone who is under the age of 18 or a not ready or willing to read such
material. 

First Amendment: 
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of 
religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging 
the freedom of religion or of the press; or the right of the 
people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the 
Government for a redress of grievances. 

Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. All information is the creation of the
author's imagination. All persons, alive or dead, or events portrayed or
depicted in this story are fictional and any resemblance to real people,
organizations or incidents is purely coincidental.

Preface

1.   About the story Megan Revealed:  The story is not advocacy fiction
it is a way to explore the issue of incest and underage sex. The story
involves consensual sex between a 12 year girl and her father. The story
is not pornography but it involves explicit sexual activity. 

2.  Do not try this at home.  The characters in the story are
professionals and can not be injured or killed.  The events depicted in
the story are dangerous, possibly immoral and are illegal in most states
(check your local laws.)   

3.  Statement on incest and under age sex: I would not want these events
to take place in this reality. I have never had any interest in real
incest but fantasy incest seems very different. Actually there seems to
be a biological aversion to incest.  Usually people are only attracted
to close relatives when they have been raised apart. However there are
exceptions.


Laws against incest and underage sex seem to make sense because the
potential for abuse is too great. In an incestuous relationship or a
relationship with someone who is under age, the difference in power
between the two maybe so great, that there can be no consent.  This is
not always the case but laws are made for the greatest good for the
greatest number and are not made for any one individual case. If an act
is kept private and no one is harmed then it's no one else's business.
Once it becomes public or once someone is hurt then it become society's
business.      


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Megan Revealed 
By Ho Masubi

I feel anxious, standing in front of a full length mirror drying
my hair. I can't stand being unimportant or ignored, I would
rather kill myself.  I am not going to wear something see through
and short that wouldn't make sense.  My nightie is long and
opaque. This way I can control what he sees and surprise him. Men
don't seem very smart when it comes to clothes.  Knowing him, he
will really be surprised when my nightly slides up over my knees
and he sees my pussy.  And then daddy will beat the heck out of
me. I am being silly he never beats anyone so either he won't
notice or he will make me go upstairs and put on underpants. It's
a rule you have to where panties with a nightie and daddy never
allows anyone to break the rules especially that one.

If I get in trouble it's really Courtney fault. The kids I hang
out with at in school are nice but they were of no help. Courtney
is smart and funny and I really like her even if she hangs with
the whores.  Of course, if you ask for advice from a whore what
is she going to say?  "Listen Megan, if you want your dad to pay
attention to you put on something pretty and spread your legs."
"My dad isn't like other men: He is a strict Catholic; he always
wears a jacket in the house and he never raises his voice."  "All
men are alike and they never turn down a chance for sex." "But my
dad doesn't even like sex." Courtney laughed and said, "Your dad
has five kids." 

I try to think what it would be like if he did take the bait.  I
think he won't, if daddy wanted to see girls pussies he wouldn't
have a rule about wearing panties with a nightie.  I force myself
to think about it and it doesn't seem so bad. Daddy is big, he
has jet black hair and rosy cheeks I actually think that he is
kind of handsome. 

I feel nervous about trying it but I think about how I hate
Emily, the oldest, for being daddy's best friend and Samantha the
next oldest for working on a software project with him for a
science fair. I think that it would be great to have a guy like
daddy help me with a science project. Everyone says he is a
computer genius. I even saw stories about him in computer
magazines.  He is designing a super fast search engine that will
make us rich and that's why mommy is away all the time working. I
used to be her favorite but I am no body's favorite now.  I am
mad at her because she abandoned me.  I think how much he likes
Crystal, who is younger and how he likes to watch her dance for
him. I guess he likes Tommy who it the youngest because he is a
boy. They do boy stuff together like going to ballgames and go
fishing.  I wonder why he doesn't take me fishing, I know, it's
because I'm a girl.  Then it hits me, he took all the girls to
ballgames and fishing too, all except me. He asked me to go with
them but I say no because he never wants to be alone with me. He
spends time, alone time with everyone else but me. 

I wonder what is wrong with me: I work hard; get good grades; I
do my chores; I look like everyone else but daddy ignores and
avoids me. I know that I'm not ugly because everyone says I'm
prettiest girl in school.  When the newspaper wants a picture of
a pretty girl my age, they use my picture.   I am being silly
thinking about this because when my friends and I analyze each
others faces everyone says I'm the prettiest.   

My hair is dry and I check myself out again.  The girl in the
mirror is a blue eyed blond: with white gold hair, a curvy figure
and a nice butt. Lately people, men grown men, look at my butt
when I wear something tight. I catch them doing it all the time
when I am at the mall. I know they want me and it makes me proud
even though I know it's a sin. It also makes me a little afraid.
If one of them got me alone he would probably rape me.

I look at my tits; why couldn't they be bigger. I do wear a bra
when I go to school.   I finish bushing my hair so it looks nice.
I put on the lipstick that I stole from Emily. We both have the
same coloring but I am prettier then her. I don't use too much
lipstick; I am afraid that she will see what I am doing. 

I take an emery board from my bureau. I feel the carpet on my
bare feet when I walk to the stairs. We are supposed to wear
slippers too but there are carpets on the floor. Besides, I think
bare feet are sexier. As I walk downstairs, a breeze wafts up the
stairs, under my nightie which caresses my pussy. The whole thing
makes me feel sexy and afraid. 

Everyone is watching TV except Dad and Emily. Dad is sitting on
the sofa between her and Samantha. He is saying something
privately to Emily. I wonder what they talk about but I was never
welcome when I try to join their conversations. I sit in the
upholstered chair across from the sofa. I pull my nightie up so I
am completely exposed and my bare butt is sitting on the cushion.
 Then I file my toenails with the emery board. 
 
The cloth cushion feels funny rubbing against my bare bottom.  I
realize that I am only having these feelings because of what I am
doing. I forgot my panties before and it didn't seem like this
because I wasn't trying to get his attention.  Whenever I forgot
to wear panties daddy sent me upstairs. I wonder if he is going
to do it now. I worry that he won't notice me. That is why I have
pulled my nightie up so much. I am being totally obvious but I
have too because men miss a lot, even daddy.   

I keep looking up but daddy continues to talk to Emily, which is
bad. No one else notices anything either. I wonder what a girl
has to do to get noticed around here. I kick my legs like I have
a cramp and go back to filing my nails. Now he notices me. I mean
he is staring at my pussy. I can't hear what his is saying but I
can see that he isn't listening to Emily any more because he
keeps getting mixed up. He looks at Emily and tries to listen but
he keeps looking back at me. I don't think he knows that I am
doing this on purpose.  I don't want Emily to see what I am doing
so I turn sideways and pull down my nightie. He calms down, and
returns to talking the conversation he doesn't send me upstairs
to put on my panties. Courtney is right about dad being like all
men. The whole thing seems so funny that I want to laugh but I
don't dare. My dad: the saint, ha, ha; the rule enforcer; is like
every other man but this is the first time he notices me and I
like it.

I sit down normally and it's more comfortable. I watch TV for a
while. I don't want him thinking that he saw my pussy because I
was stupid or rude.  I want him to know that I am controlling him
by deciding if he can see my pussy or not.  I want to make him
commit a sin over me and I want him to know that I know.

I point my knees at him and see if he looks.  He keeps looking
back and forth.  He looks sad.  He doesn't realize that even
though my nightie drops well below my knees I can make it ride up
just by innocently shifting around in the chair, and I do. He
watches my nightie ride up until it is just over my knees. He
really can't see anything and I look at him until he sees me
looking at him. He looks away and I catch him looking right back.
 I smile at him and look at the TV.   I slowly let the nightie
rise up to the middle of my thigh and slowly spread my legs. 

I know just how much he can see because I have practiced this in
front of a mirror, every girl does.  This is my first time doing
anything like this.  I have let a guy or two a look up my skirt
now and then but never like this. It's so exciting. I love what I
am doing. I feel sexy and important.

I slowly let him see more and more until he is seeing a lot. Then
I close m legs so he can just barely see my pussy. I want him to
catch me looking at him out of the corner of my eye. I want him
to learn gradually that I know what he is doing.  If I look at
him suddenly and stare at him he will be ashamed and stop but if
he learns I know what he is doing slowly he will accept it and
not feel guilty enough to stop.  I want him to tell me that he
wants me with his eyes.  

Ok, he sees me looking at him but he still goes back to looking
at my pussy. I look at him and smile and I put my hand between my
legs. I act like I know that he can't help himself.  He looks a
little guilty and starts watching TV. I look at him and he is
looking at my legs again. I got him. I make him wait. I let him
sweat a little and then my hand slips way. I spread my legs and
give him a good look. I look at him but he is so busy staring
that I have slam my legs together to make him look up. When he
looks up and sees me looking directly at him.  I open my legs
again and he looks right up my nightie.  I look directly at him,
open, and close my legs real fast.  I move my pussy up, down and
sideways as I sit in the chair giving him different views when I
open and close my legs.

He is out of control and I am in controlling him. It's so
exciting that I don't want to stop. I realize that I am out of
control too but I am the girl so I have to prevent us from
getting caught. Poor dad like most men he is a slave to his
emotions. I look around and it's lucky I did because Emily is
looking right at me.  She knows something is wrong and being a
girl, she is smart. She doesn't know what's happening, but she
will soon if we don't stop. I catch dad's eyes and look over at
Emily so he knows why we have to stop. I pull my legs under my
nightie, turn around, and watch TV. 

When the show is over dad says, "Megan it's time for bed." I am
disappointed and head for the stairs. I must have struck out.
Maybe he was testing me to see what kind of girl I was and he
knows that I am bad. Then he tells all of other kids to go to bed
and I know that he told me to go to bed first as a signal. He
also tells them to turn out their lights and go to sleep.  
Everyone is in their room and I bet their lights are off.  My
light is on because he didn't tell me to turn mine off. I know he
is coming. When I hear him walking to the door I turn down my
lamp down low.  He opens the door and I think:  What is he going
to do? I have no idea. I hope he sits down on my bed because if
he does then he isn't mad at me. I move over a little and he sits
down on the bed. He asks me about my day.  Then he starts
smoothing back my hair. All I can think is how sweet he is to
care about me. He says that he likes my hair best because I am
the only girl in the family with platinum blond hair.  I think
that he must think that I am pretty and it makes me feel proud.
Then he says he really likes my legs and pulls back the covers.
It's the first time someone pulls something away so they can look
at me which makes me feels excited and exposed. 

He says that he can't stop thinking about me. It is shocking to
find that I am important to him.  He treats me like I am some
woman who he wants for a girlfriend. I feel like a deer caught in
the headlights. I am too frightened to move or say anything. He
smiles, and says he loves me, which gives me a sinking feeling in
my stomach. Then he put his hand up my nightie and starts rubbing
my tummy. It feels kind of strange because he is touching me in
new way.  Then he moves to the foot of the bed and bends over and
starts kissing the soles of my feet.  He asks me to lift up my
knees and spread my legs. I don't know what to do but my legs
obey. He licks my feet and looks right at my pussy.   

I was shocked to see how much he has changed. Is he really daddy
or an alien pretending to be daddy? He strokes my thighs and
moves closer and reaches up under my nightie and starts caressing
my right breast. He has crossed the line. This is bad touching
and we both know it. It feels wonderful to have him touch me in
this way. This is the first time anyone plays with my nipple
openly in a sexual way. I think that he is in love with me. 
"Daddy, why do you ignore me?" "Sweetheart I was afraid of what I
would do. You are very sexy and I was afraid that I would do
something wrong and go to jail but now I can't help myself.  "
"Daddy I won't tell."  Then he bends over, kisses my vagina and
tells me to take off my nightie. 

I sit up and pull it over my head. He takes off his shirt and
jacket, kicks off his shoes and takes off his slacks. He lies
down behind me on his side and we spoon. He cups my breasts in
his hands and I feel possessed by him. He plays with my tits. It
feels wonderful. He kisses the side of my face and I feel loved
and warm inside. He is wearing underpants when he grabs my hips
and rubs his penis in my ass crack. I feel like I am being
fucked. I push myself back against his prick so he doesn't have
to hold my hips. I want him go back and play with my tits. He
fondles my breasts and humps my butt and I love it. I have my
father and he is hot for me. I like feeling his rough hands on
me. Then he grunts and I can feel his underpants get wet. He
turns my head and gives me a long deep kiss. He puts his tongue
in my mouth and I love it.  "Sweetie I love you but I have to go
to down to the work shop and write code."  I sit up, wrap my arms
around him. "Daddy I love you." We kiss passionately.   
I feel tired on the bus. I also feel wet and frustrated. Last
night after daddy left, I kept waking up and rubbing myself but
it just made me feel more frustrated. I wonder if everyone will
know what I did last night. 

I have new eyes when I get to school. I see sex all around me.
Girls flirting with teachers; Teachers flirting with each other
and wanting the students; Woman teachers wanting boys; And I also
see people using sex to get things for themselves and to control
others.  About half the kids are innocents. The girls I have
lunch are all innocence; none of then notices anything.  
May be I will get new friends. Maybe I will start hanging out
with the whores.  Courtney could introduce me.  I see Courtney
after lunch in English Class and the minute she sees me she
knows. I sit next to her but I won't look at her or talk to her.
I am afraid that I would laugh and tell her everything. I also
know just by looking at her, that she has been screwing her
father too and she likes it. I keep thinking about daddy the
whole day.  How much I love him; how wonderful the sex felt; how
special he made me feel and how wrong it was; that I don't want
to be a whore and go to hell. 

I have my speech ready. None of the other kids will be home for 2
hours.  They all take lessons but me. No one ever thought I could
be good at anything, I guess.  Daddy always avoids me after
school. Today I plan on talking to him first thing.  I bet he is
in the basement working on his search engine. I am going to tell
him that I love him and I love doing what we did but we can't do
it anymore; it's just plain wrong, especially between a girl and
her father.

I open the door and there he is. He never waited for me before. I
am so shocked that he has to close the door for me. I turn; he
kisses me and picks me up.  I can't talk with his tongue down my
throat. It's so romantic being carried to my room I guess maybe
he is carrying me his room I am not sure.  He makes me feel so
special that I can't do the speech which is fading from my mind.

"Megan I haven't been able to think of anything but you since
last night." What speech? Instead, I say, "I have been thinking
about you too, Daddy." I don't say, 'I have been thinking that we
shouldn't have sex.'  Having sex with me seems so important to
him that I don't want to disappoint him. No, it's that I love his
paying attention to me and I don't want it to stop. I just don't
want to spoil it: I don't have the nerve.  

"I was afraid to do very much last night. I worried all day that
something would happen.  But you are here and we are totally
alone." I feel excitement between my legs caused by him saying
"totally alone."  It is pure bliss to go from a girl ignored, to
a girl who Dad can't get out of his mind. He opens the door. And
I smell the classic mixture of dad's cologne and mom's perfume.
"Where are we daddy?" "Honey you have been in my room before."
"But I thought?" I look around and it's clear that he was been
working on the room all day. He even has flowers and pink silk
satin sheets on the bed. "Oh God: Daddy do I mean that much to
you;" "That and more far more. You are my obsession my beautiful.
I want to show how much I worship you."  I realize that he wants
me more then he wants mommy and her room is now my room. As they
say pay back is a bitch. No, I love mommy. I just don't know what
I feel.  What we are doing is wrong but I don't want it to stop.
He sets me down on my feet next to the bed. I feel him fumble
with the buttons on my shirt; it's kind of funny his wanting me
so much. He rips off the rest of my shirt but before I can feel
afraid, he is kissing me on my chest and feeling my tits through
my bra. I wonder; what's going to happen? Will it feel good like
last night? Will he hurt me? There is something that I wanted to
say something but I can't think, instead, he is taking off my
bra. My bra is small but I have one to take off which makes me a
woman. He pulls my pants down to around my knees and then he
yanks my panties down. I feel embarrassed. He kneels before me
and grabs my ass.  He tries to kiss my pussy.  He is so excited
he doesn't know that he can't do it when my legs are held
together. I think the poor guy needs my help so I lean back.  It
hurts a little but I twist my legs outward giving him access to
me.  I push my pussy in his face and he takes it gratefully and
gives it a beautiful tongue kiss. I feel like someone knocked me
out with pleasure. Then next thing I know my feet are on still on
the floor but my back is lying on the bed. He is holding my butt
and is licking my pussy. Then he gives my pussy a kiss. I want to
laugh at his passion but he breaks the kiss and stands up.

I look up and he is across the room taking off his clothes. I get
up and watch him as he takes off everything but his pants. Then
he sits down and looks at me. I don't want to seem like a jerk so
I take off my shoes and my jeans. Then, caught up in the moment,
I start to pull off my panties. Dad is looking at me. I feel the
soft material rub against my long legs.   I think here I am
stripping for a man so we can have sex. I wonder if I will be
doing this for Daddy every day. Will it seem routine after a
while, I know sex will always be exciting, but am I going to do
this everyday.  I think, here I am acting like woman who is ready
for sex: A woman who had seduced dad and betrayed mom. 
Before I can say anything, he pushes me down on the bed and
kisses me again and again. It's so exciting. It reminds me of
last summer when I stole some wine when my parents had a party. I
only had two drinks but it feels kind of like that.  It is like I
feel drunk; drunk on love. He sucks my tits and licks my nipples
and the feeling drives me crazy. "Roll over on your tummy honey."
"Ok daddy." I feel him spreading my butt cheeks and oh, my God he
is licking my ass.  "Daddy that's wrong. You're sick" "I have to
do it I want to show you how much I want you. I know you like
it."  "Oh God you are making me so hot but this is so dirty:" "I
love your ass hole it a privilege to kiss and lick it."  He
kisses my ass and licks my crack.  "I wouldn't do this to anyone
else. I have wanted you for years and now I can do it." "But
daddy it's a sin." "Megan I only wish God were here to see this."
His licking increases and I am too excited to talk. This act more
then any other shows me that he is going to fuck me soon, unless
I do something. I want to say something but I am so excited that
I can't talk and I wonder if I will ever get the chance to say
something. 

He is moving down my ass crack licking and kissing me. Soon he is
licking me between my ass and my pussy.   We move together as he
moves over to my pussy I swing my leg over his head. His tongue
is entering my pussy. A man, my dad, is in me it's the first
time. I am taken. I feel like I am in heaven. I know I want him
and I am proud that he is the first one in me. He licks my pussy
and makes slurping and sucking sounds as he does. The sounds made
me even hotter and I feel like I am losing my mind. 

His tongue is exploring my pussy and then licking my clit. His
hands are moving all over me.  He rolls my nipples back and forth
with his thumb and forefinger like he is rolling a cigarette. He
cups my breasts and runs his hands all over my body giving me
goose flesh. His fingers are running through my vulva and he
plays with my clit. He keeps changing what he is doing and that
makes me very hot. He brings me close to an organism time after
time and backs off. I never had an organism. Its torture being
stimulated this way without relief.  

I tell him to take me because it felts so good that it's torture.
 I feel like I am beginning to come but he stops and just holds
me. I clam down enough to think. I blurt words that I regret even
as I say them. "Daddy please stop.  What we are doing is wrong."
Daddy jumps up and starts to leave. Only then do I realize how
hot I am. He tricked me into thinking I was calm when he stopped
because he over stimulated me first. I wasn't calm; I was calmer
then I was before he stopped but I am still blazing hot. The next
words out of my mouth are, "Daddy, I don't mean it please come
back." He ignores me and heads for the door.   
  
The next thing I know I wrap my arms around his waist and pull
him back in the room. "Daddy please don't' stop." But you asked
me to stop?" "I need you. I couldn't stand it if you didn't take
me." He tries to pull away but I hold on.  "Please daddy I want
you." He said, "Ok start begging."  "What do you mean?" "If you
want it, start fingering your pussy and beg me to fuck you." I
obey him; I must. "Daddy I am begging."  He walks back across the
room and sits down on the side of the bed. "Kneel down in front
of me, whore." I kneel.  "Ok tell me that you are a dirty cocking
whore." I am kneeling before him, masturbating and I know that I
am his bitch. I can't help saying, "I am a dirty cock sucking
whore." "Lair you haven't sucked my cock, yet. Tell me Megan, do
you me want to fuck you?"  "Yes, yes I never wanted anything so
much in my life." "Kiss my feet and beg again."  I kiss his feet
and say, "Please daddy fuck me."  "Do you want me to commit
adultery with me?" "Yes Daddy, please fuck me." "What about
incest? Do you want to commit incest with your father." "Fuck
me." "Say the words first you little cock sucker." "Daddy I want
to commit incest and adultery with you. I would gladly go to hell
if you just fuck me." 

"Ok cock sucker, pull down my fly and put my dirty cock your
mouth."  I unzip his fly.  It's so gross and exciting.  He shows
me how to stroke his penis.  I hold it with two hands like I am
holding a snake.  I kiss it and put it in my mouth. I push my
head forward and it slides down my throat. Part of me wants to
puke and another part feels like I am doing something great. I
feel like I am in heaven but I know I am going to hell for this.
I want to please him and soon he is coming in my mouth.  Gobs of
hot come fill my mouth. It doesn't taste good but I'm not
thinking about what it tastes like, instead I am swallowing as
fast as I can.  He's yelling and out of control because of me
which makes me so excited that I just keep sucking.   
Then daddy picks me up and put me down on the bed.  He starts
eating me again. Soon he squeezes my clit with one hand and with
the other he rubs the base of my pussy.  I feel a rhythm inside
me and I know I am coming.  

Once I start to come he reaches up on the headboard and grabs a
jar of Vaseline. I am still coming and all I can do is look up at
him.  He puts the Vaseline on his dick. Now everything seems
scary and little gross.  This isn't a dream.  This is happening.
I also realize that dad has planned the whole thing. I know I
should be mad because he is using me. He isn't protecting me. He
needs me too much. I am about to be penetrated by his flesh,
stabbed like every girl that ever was made into a woman.  Because
he came before and I am coming, I couldn't be more ready.  It
still hurts. Dad is so excited over me that he is kind of rough
but he tries to be gentle. Dad played the hell out of me.  He is
a genius, after all.  I know I should feel angry but I feel proud
because he wants me so much that he can't help himself. 
Once he gets inside he goes crazy fucking me. I stop coming and
get even more excited. He just keeps fucking me and I feel like I
am in another world. I feel like I am glowing. I have no past or
future, only pleasure.  I am coming again and this organism is
infinitely more intense. Something is pulsing inside of me and
now I am pulsing all over.  The feeling is so powerful that I
think I will die from pleasure. I am in ecstasy. Then I hear
myself moaning and dad yelling.  Ah ahh ooh ooh aah. Ahha ahha
ahha aaaa. Oooou aaa. 

We keep holding each other. 


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