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Bestial Brother is copyrighted 2007-2008 Rachael Ross all rights
reserved. Intended for adults only.
Story Codes: f/m, roleplay, mast, petting, romance, femdom, D/s,
consensual
Note: You should read the first five chapters before continuing beyond
this point. They may be found at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/high_school_sweetheart/www/index.htm
email: rache696@yahoo.com

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Bestial Brother
by Evil Little Sister

Chapter 06


"Lilith?" mommy said, rattling the door knob and finding it locked.
She knocked then and I looked at my dog.

"Woof?" he whispered and his brown eyes went wide with fear.

"Don't move, doggy," I told him softly, then a little louder, "Yeah
mom?"

"Open the door, I'd like to talk with you," she said and my mom wasn't
a patient woman.

"Just a second," I said, hopping off my bed. "I'm changing clothes."

"Woof?" my dog barked again and he probably wanted to hide under the
bed. But that was why he was a dog.

The sound of his voice barely reached my ears and the poor thing was
trembling, naked on my bed with his doggy cock hard as a rock. He was
on his back and it would jerk every so often, adding to the puddle of
sperm cooling on his stomach. I'd been squeezing his big balls with my
hands and sucking on them with my mouth, not touching his cock at all,
and after more than a month he was used to that and we both liked it a
lot. My dog liked having his big balls played with enough that he'd
cum for me after just a couple minutes and I'd been lapping up his hot
sperm with my tongue; feeding it back to him with deep sloppy kisses
as a reward.

"I said, don't move," I pointed a finger at him before reaching for my
bathrobe. It was much too short and faded pink and I'd had it since I
was ten years old.

My doggy just closed his eyes. He didn't ever disobey me, not anymore.
He was the best trained dog anybody ever had, I figured. I'd spent a
lot of time making him perfect and this was the proof. He was gonna
lay there no matter what. He loved me more than he was afraid of my
mom, and in our house that was no small trick, believe me.

I wasn't scared of her at all, but that was just me. I'd never been
scared of anybody. It was what made me different than most other
people, although I hadn't appreciated that until recently. When I was
a little kid I just figured everybody was like me, but now I knew
better. I'd deal with my mom and I'd been sorta expecting it. Sooner
or later, she was gonna ask and so I wiped my mouth and chin and
cheeks on the sleeve of my robe, took a deep breath, and giggled as
the woman knocked again. She wouldn't be in such a rush if she knew
what was coming.

"Yeah, mom?" I opened the door just enough so I could see her eyes,
brown like my dog's. They resembled each other quite a lot, but mommy
was no dog. I knew that.

"Open the door, Lilith," she demanded. "Let me in. What are you doing
in there?"

"Mom," I sighed and rolled my blue eyes at her. "I'm just getting
ready for my bath. What is it?"

"Is your brother in there?" she asked and her voice dripped with
suspicion.

Ever since our parents had gone on their little trip, mom had wondered
why my brother was acting so strangely. She wanted to know why he
called me Miss Lilith all the time and why if I told him to do
something, he didn't argue or anything, he just did it and right away
too. She wanted to know why she found him sleeping on the floor, at
the foot of my bed, sometimes. She wanted to know about all the little
things that we couldn't hide; the looks and smiles, the little
touches. Yeah, she was really suspicious and probably figured he was
fucking me.

"My brother?" I gave her a blank look. "No mom, he's not in here. He
don't ever come into my room."

"Don't lie to me, young lady," mom said, cause she'd seen him in there
plenty of times, but she didn't know he was my dog.

"I ain't lying," I said. "If I was gonna lie I'd make up a better one
than that, mommy."

"What do you mean?" she asked, pushing on the door with her hand, but
I was leaning against it and she'd have to push harder than that. I
couldn't keep her out, not if she really wanted to come in, but it
wasn't that sort of contest.

"I mean, like, I dunno," I shrugged. "Probably I'd say something like
how you like to touch my private place sometimes."

"What?" she blinked at me and her pretty face turned a little pink
like my bathrobe.

"Like when I'm in bed? Already sleeping and then I wake up cause
you're touching me...Down there," I dropped my eyes for a second. "That
would be a pretty good lie, wouldn't it, mommy?"

"What are you talking about?" she was pale now, white as a ghost as
all that color in her cheeks ran away. "I never..."

"I'd tell how you like to kiss me with your tongue and tell me that
it's okay," I said softly. "How it's the special way a mommy tucks her
little girl into bed. The Secret way."

"Lilith, I don't know what you think..." mommy swallowed hard.

"I know you made me promise not to tell, mommy," I made my face sad
and sorry. "But it hurts sometimes, like when you put your fingers
inside me too far? I get so scared, mommy. I had to tell. I'm sorry."

"Oh, no. You can't be serious..." she was shaking her head, looking at
me like I was a stranger. She didn't know me at all.

"Is that the kind of lie you're thinking about, mommy?" I asked her.
"Or do you just wanna go back downstairs and leave me alone now?"

My mom didn't try to stop me when I closed the door and locked it
again, pushing the button on the doorknob with a loud click. She had a
lot to think about now, but I knew it wouldn't last forever.

"Woof?" my doggy blinked at me and he hadn't heard what I'd been
saying to mom, but he was curious.

"We can't trust her," I told him sadly. "Mommy doesn't love me
anymore."

My dog opened his mouth like he was going to speak, but I shook my
head and smiled. I was crawling back onto my bed after shedding my
bathrobe and I curled up next to him. I had a lot to think about and
it was there, like an idea or a shadow at the edge of my memory, but I
couldn't draw it into the light. The harder I tried the more remote it
seemed to become and so I tried it the other way.

I tapped my index finger against my dog's smooth tummy, into the semen
there, and I moved it around slowly like I was finger painting. It was
still warm, still slippery and sticky all at once and we were both
watching my finger move around and around. I scooped up some cum
finally and brought my finger to my mouth, sucking on it and tasting
my doggy's salty sperm.

"We're not the same as we used to be," I decided and when my dog
looked at me I shrugged. "I mean, you're the same. You're just a dog,
but I'm different."

"Woof," he agreed and moved his hips, trying to rub his cock against
my hand as I gathered more cum on my fingers.

"I feel different sometimes," I told him. "Like there's something
inside me trying to get out. You ever feel like that?"

"Woof," he barked and I giggled.

"I got a surprise for you," I told him. "I bet you can't guess what it
is either. Not in a million years."

"Grrrmmm?" he made his inquisitive growl and I shook my head.

"Nope, I'm not gonna tell you," I said. "Hmmm..." I sucked more cum off
my fingers, smacking my lips just to tease him, "...Otherwise it
wouldn't be a surprise, would it?"

"Woof!" he smiled at me.

"Friday night, you'll see," I told him. "That's not too far away. Do
you wanna lick my pussy, boy?"

"Woof! Woof!" he really nodded then and I stuck my tongue out at him.

"You're a really good dog now, huh?" I asked, but I wasn't looking for
any kind of an answer. "Such a good doggy. I'll suck your cock too,
okay? But you gotta lick me good."

"Woof!" he replied eagerly and I moved so I could lay on top of him,
putting my little pussy right over his mouth and it was nice cause my
dog's cock was right there in front of my face.

It was big and hard too and just that one quick orgasm wasn't enough
for a healthy dog like him. I hadn't let him cum in more than a week.
That was a long time for a teenage doggy. He could probably cum three
more times at least, but I wasn't gonna let him do that. He had to
save himself up for Friday.

"Ummmm...Like that, boy!" I sighed happily, wriggling my butt and
working my pussy against his mouth. "Good boy!"

My dog was really good at licking my pussy now. He was better than
Ellen was, but she'd gotten me all excited for other reasons.
Emotional reasons. This was mostly just physical for me, but that
didn't make it bad, not at all. My dog's tongue was licking all around
me at first, tasting the buttery soft skin between my wide spread
thighs. He teased me on purpose, I think, but I didn't complain. It
made me almost giggle when he kissed and licked and nibbled at the
taut hollows on either side of my pussy. I didn't laugh though, I just
moaned softly and that made him do it all the more.

I held his dog cock in both hands, since I was so little and he was so
big. I didn't kiss it or anything, not right away; I was licking the
sperm that was on his flat belly. I gathered it up with long slow
licks across his skin, wishing my doggy had real fur. I swallowed it
down and cleaned every drop before bringing my lips to his cockhead.
It was swollen and dark with excitement, smooth and wet with precum. I
kissed it and felt him throbbing beneath my fingers. He was gonna cum
pretty quickly again and so I knew I had to take my time and make it
last.

My doggy was gonna make me cum quickly too, the way he was going. He
was working his tongue around my pussy now, not touching it directly,
but just kissing and nibbling at the soft skin right next to my tight
little slit. I was already wet and had been ever since I'd gotten home
from school and made my doggy lick me clean. It was the first thing I
always did and now that he was trained, my dog was always there in the
bathroom waiting for me. I didn't really make him drink my pee so much
anymore, not unless he wanted it. I'd done it before just to teach him
that he had to love all of me, like I'd done it with bitch in her
bathtub. Now that he was trained pretty good it was enough to have him
wash my pussy with his tongue. He'd wash me everywhere too, if I let
him, and it tickled when he licked my underarms, but he sure liked the
taste. My butt too and I tried to get extra sweaty at gym class just
for him.

He was pretty serious about licking me and I knew Ellen was gonna be
the same way. It was gonna be so much fun when I got the two of them
together, my big male dog and my little bitch of a puppy. I couldn't
think about that too much though, or I'd cum really quick! It was hard
not giving my dog the good news, that I'd found a girl dog for him to
play with, but the look on his face was gonna be awesome and I didn't
want to spoil it or anything. The look on bitch's face when she took a
big hard dog cock in her pussy for the first time was gonna be pretty
cool too.

I had my dog's cock in my mouth, or as much of it as I could anyway.
That was the problem with being a little thirteen year old; I could
just get the head and an inch or two more between my tightly stretched
lips before I ran out of room. I was messy too, slobbering wetly all
over the head of that doggy dick with my tongue, dripping spit and
precum from the corners of my mouth to run down the shaft. I worked my
hands back and forth, getting that big dick all wet and slippery and
ready to cum. I'd be glad when I was older and I could really suck his
cock good. I bet my mom was great at it, since she had a big mouth
anyway. She was probably a real piggy when she sucked daddy's dick.

That thought made me giggle, but then I mostly forgot about it as we
were both getting closer and when my dog's kisses finally found my
buzzing clitoris, it made me jerk wildy with pleasure. I was still
trying to get used to even having a clit and sometimes it seemed
almost too sensitive, you know? Especially if I was all worked up
before she even got touched, then it was like hitting a switch and my
whole body would buzz and all I could do was cum. My dog knew it too,
that's why he'd teased me like he had, getting me primed to explode as
soon as he licked my stiff little clitty.

I came hard, pushing myself back against his mouth and grinding my
hairless cunt against my dog's face. I wasn't sucking him anymore. I
was sitting almost all the way up with my hands on his stomach,
gasping for air and shivering with delight. My body was bathed with
sweat, flushed pink and hot all over. I was burning with pleasure and
my eyes were shut tight against it so that the world was black and
there was light coming down from somewhere above me.

The light was pale and tinged with blue maybe, and it was cold and I
looked around. I was alone and still naked, but my bedroom was gone. I
was standing outside in the moonlight. I looked down and I was holding
a knife in one hand and a root in the other, mandrake I thought. It
was brown and dirty and squiggly in my fist. I cut it and the root
bled across my skin, the black ichor dripping from my fingers to the
cool grass at my feet. I turned around and saw my house and it was
dark but for the light in my parents bedroom and I knew what I had to
do.

"Oh Gods!" I gasped loudly, the air bursting from my lungs as I
collapsed onto my dog's chest and stomach.

"Woompphhh..." he was struggling to breathe as well and I relaxed my
legs which had been tightly clamped to the poor dog's wet and flushed
cheeks.

"Sorry," I breathed and I was staring at his cock, which hadn't yet
cum and the way it moved slightly reminded me of..."Mandrake. I need
mandrake," I told myself and the rushing of my blood, the fever in my
head, wasn't only because of my orgasm.

"I need you to do something," I said after a few minutes, when we were
both recovered. "Tomorrow, right after school. Are you listening?"

I was kneeling on the floor with my brother sitting on the bed. I was
between his spread knees, holding his cock in my right hand, stroking
it with the head touching my lips, while my left hand caressed his
thigh. I'd told him to be my brother and like Ellen, he didn't want to
be anything but my dog when we were alone. But I needed his help.

"I'm listening,Miss Lilith," he said. "I'll do whatever you want me
to, you know that."

"Then do this," I said and I explained what I wanted, holding his cock
tight and squeezing it every so often to punctuate my instructions.

"So, I get the car tomorrow and drive downtown, to Chinatown, by the
stadium," he repeated back to me. "Find one of those herbalist places
and ask for mandrake. I buy a root, a fresh one, not pickled or
dried..."

"One with the dirt still on it," I agreed.

"...and I just bring it back here to you," my brother said. "How much do
you think that stuff is?"

"I don't know," I shrugged. "Just bring some money, how much do you
have?"

"I have like forty bucks or something," he said. "I gotta buy gas.
Dad's gonna get pissed if he finds out I took the car downtown."

"So don't let him find out," I said. "This is really important."

"What do you need mandrake for?" he asked, kind of smiling and the
look on my face changed his mind. "I mean, I'm just wondering, Miss
Lilith."

"I just do," I told him. "You need it too; it's for both of us."

"For us?" he looked into my eyes and his voice got soft. "Miss Lilith...
Lily? I love you."

"I know," I returned his gentle voice with a thin smile. That was all
that mattered and I could probably ask him to do just about anything,
he wouldn't say no.

"And when you said you were different?" he said slowly. "You were
always different. It's not just now."

"Heh," I grinned at that.

"I want to...." he hesitated, looking away from me.

"What?" I stopped smiling and pulled his swollen cock firmly in my
fist to get his attention. "Say it. What do you want?"

"I want to make love to you," he whispered, "Mistress."

"Someday," I shrugged. "Maybe. I think I gotta stay a virgin though,
for a little while."

"What? Why?" he asked and I just shrugged.

"I don't know," I said. "It just feels important. I can't explain it,
okay?"

"Okay," he said.

"Be a dog now," I said. "I'll let you cum in my mouth, if you want."

"Thank you, Miss Lilith," he smiled and then barked happily. "Woof!"

"Good boy," I giggled, bringing my mouth back to his ruddy penis and
licking it like an ice cream cone while my doggy watched me.

I liked sucking his cock a lot and I did wish I could fuck it
sometimes, but from the very beginning I knew I couldn't. I don't know
why or how, except at first I'd been worried about getting pregnant or
something, but it was more than that. Like there was a little voice in
my head that told me to wait. I was gonna fuck somebody someday, but I
had to wait for it. I'd know when the time was right, just like I
always knew about stuff like that.

My little cunt did feel so empty though and I rubbed it while I sucked
the head and a few inches of my dog's cock in and out of my mouth. I
felt my pussy hot and wet, throbbing inside and feeling especially
tight because there was a hole there that wanted to be filled. I was
thirteen and I'd had my first period almost a year before. I was ready
for sex and sometimes it felt like my pussy was aching for it. Like if
I didn't get a hard cock inside me I was gonna die or something.

I felt my pussy lips slightly fat now from being sucked and nibbled by
my dog. He knew how to do it. They were pulled out of me and I pushed
a finger between them easily, finding the wetness inside. I'd cum a
lot and it was still there, some of it, running down my finger like
the blood in my dream. Hot and oily and just...There! I could feel my
hymen. It was just a bit of flesh barely two knuckles deep and I
coulda broken it myself anytime I wanted.

"Mmmph..." I sighed around my dog's fat cock, bobbing my head up and
down, swallowing as much of the wetness in my mouth as I could. The
rest of it ran down his shaft and I massaged it into his skin, dark
and silky soft over the firm muscle beneath. I could feel his veins
and his heart beating beneath my fingers. I mouthed him the best I
knew how and my doggy was growling with pleasure, leaning back on his
front paws, watching me with his doe eyes. He was beautiful then and I
wriggled my tongue against the underside of his cock just to see his
smile.

I pulled my fingertip away from my cherry reluctantly, finding it
impossible to ignore the voice in my head, the feeling in my heart. I
couldn't break it, so I rubbed my clit instead, breathing heavily
through my nose and sucking the head of that cock harder, making loud
wet noises to fill our ears. He was fidgeting and lifting his butt,
getting ready to cum and I worked the dog harder. I was eager to
swallow his cum, urgent to fill my tummy with his strength and I
grabbed his balls in my hand, giving them a squeeze to pull the
animal's orgasm that much closer.

"Grrrrrmmmm..." my dog let out a deep throaty growl and then winced as
his balls contracted in my fist and finally loosed their creamy load.

My mouth was quickly filled to overflowing and I choked on it at
first, coughing as my cheeks bulged outward and thick sperm escaped my
lips. I fought it down and swallowed hard and fast, trying in vain to
keep up with my dog's spurting cock. He was cumming a lot and so much
of it was running down the length of his cock, but I managed to
swallow a lot too. It was thick and hot, salty as well and the flavor
made my tongue curl as I wriggled it against around the head.

I swallowed all I could and then spent several minutes cleaning my dog
up with loving licks and kisses. I gathered his semen with my tongue,
licking and sucking my fingers clean. I got as much of the animal's
musky semen as I could find and held some of it in my mouth, climbing
on my bed and then on his body as I pushed my dog onto his back. I
straddled his softening cock, rubbing my pussy against it as I pressed
my smallish breasts against his chest. I covered my dog's mouth with
mine and he opened immediately, welcoming my spermy tongue as I pushed
it between his lips.

We kissed for a long while and this had become my favorite part of our
sex. I liked to fuck my dog's mouth with my tongue, keeping it stiff
and hard, working it in and out while my dog sucked it. I kissed him
until I felt his doggy dick growing stiff once more, poking against my
pussy as he moved his hips. He'd fuck me if he could, I knew that, and
it was hard not to let him. But he was a dog and I was a girl and I
was saving myself for someone else.

I let him jab his swollen cockhead against me three or four times,
until he came just a little too close, and his cock actually split my
labia as if it would enter and then slipped out, rising behind me so
that my dripping slit rode the shaft. That felt pretty good too and I
forced myself away with a grunt and a giggle, chiding my dog with a
look and he grinned at me as if to ask me what else I might have
expected from him.

"Bad doggy," I teased and we both knew he wasn't really bad at all.

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"Oh!" I bumped into my dad, literally as I was coming out of the
bathroom after my shower.

"Oops," he smiled at me and I'd been sorta drying my hair as I walked
down the hallway, so I peeked up at him from under my towel.

We didn't move for a second and then another as time seemed to stop. I
was naked under my bathrobe, the too small one that barely covered my
butt. It was way too short and I'd only tied it loosely and not in any
sort of real knot at all. It was mostly open in the front and with my
arms up I knew daddy could see my pussy. He had to see it, cause he
was looking right there and I caught him. My thirteen year old cunt on
display, still pink and red, raw from my doggy's loving attentions and
the gentle scrubbing of soapy fingers in my bath.

I shoulda covered myself up, but I didn't. I didn't even lower my
arms, I just started moving them again, rubbing the towel through my
hair with a slow, languid motion. I was giving daddy my big blue eyes
too. They weren't shy. Daddy called them Elizabeth Taylor eyes, cause
he said they sparkled the way hers used to, but I didn't know about
that. I liked the idea though and everytime he said it I got a little
tingle down in my tummy. Nobody knew where my blue eyes came from.

That tingle was back and daddy swallowed hard and then looked up,
jerking his brown eyes to mine like I'd said something. He was turning
red and trying to think of something to say. Trying to find the words
to make this alright somehow, which seemed sorta funny to me. There
wasn't anything wrong with it, so far as I could tell. I didn't mind
letting him look at me and this was probably about the first time in
our lives it had happened. It felt sorta electric and I had goosebumps
on my damp skin.

He'd seen me naked before, a thousand times as I was growing up, but
not lately, not since I'd started menstruating, like that was some
kind of an invisible line between us. Before that I was just his
little girl. After that I was something else, or maybe not. I was
still his little girl probably, but now I was partly a woman too. I
was a sexual being and he was a boy and I was a girl, and the bonds of
blood are largely a human invention and rarely found in nature. I knew
all that as surely as I knew my own name and I thrust my hips forward,
giving the man my sex if he'd take it. There was no little voice in my
head, no warning in my heart. Daddy could fuck me...Maybe. I was in a
happy confusion.

"Roger?" mommy's voice floated out of their bedroom and the spell was
broken.

"Night, daddy," I said softly, stepping around him and I knew he was
watching me so I looked over my shoulder at the last moment, just to
make him blush.

That night I slipped out of my room, smiling down at my dog as he
snored softly at the foot of my bed. I padded down the carpeted
hallway in my bare feet, wearing my robe once more, but nothing else.
I hadn't been able to sleep. I could hardly ever sleep and sometimes I
wondered what was wrong with me. It wasn't that late anyway though and
I slipped to my knees near my parents' bedroom door, turning my head
and listening.

I could hear the house creak, since it was very old and the wind was
blowing. I could hear the trees outside, their weathered branches
rubbing against each other, the leaves fluttering and being pulled
away one by one with the approach of winter. I could hear moonlight
falling through the clouds, caught in the dew already forming as the
earth gave up her warmth. A few crickets still chirped and it was
calling me, all of it like a Siren song to my heart and I slumped
against the wall, closing my eyes and smiling.

They were rutting like pigs, my parents in their bed. I heard their
soft grunts and nasal snorting, the slapping of damp flesh only
muffled through the door and walls between us. My daddy's cock
stretching my mommy's cunt, reaching for her womb over and over. I
could smell them like a tropical breeze, heavy with the brine of lust
and it made my skin crawl with desire. I pressed my hand between my
legs, stroking my pussy with all four fingers, like scratching the
taut skin of an overripe tomato, splitting the fruit with my efforts
to find the pulpy flesh inside.

I was moist and then wet, and my nipples grew stiff and I brought my
other hand to my chest, feeling my skin smooth and soft, the bare
lumps of my newly formed breasts. They were firm and round, peaked
with turgid points of ice cold flame. My nipples ached and no matter
how I rubbed and pinched and pulled at them, they wouldn't stop. I
masturbated in time with the sounds of my parents' fucking, working
myself towards an orgasm to match their own.

"Little piggy," I whispered, feeling my clitty thrum as she grew stiff
beneath my fingers.

Mommy was crying softly, with her face pushed down into the pillows, I
imagined. Daddy was fucking her in the ass now, the way a man will
take an animal sometimes. He imagined she was me, but he'd found her
cunt too big and wet and easy for his turgid prick to pluck. Daddy
wanted her small and tight, a hot little hole to suckle his cock like
a virgin mouth. He took her in the ass and dreamt of my small body
beneath his, my sex clasped around him with my legs high and my body
bent to reap his desperate penetration.

"I'll bleed for you," I promised silently, trying to feel his cock
sheathed inside me like a dagger. "I'll die a little, just for you,
daddy and then you'll bring me back."

"Oh!" I heard his sharp gasp and then mommy's squealing reply as daddy
spent his useless seed within her muddy bowels.

I was cumming too, lifting my eyes towards the ceiling with my mouth
open. I wanted to scream as my orgasm ripped through my belly, but I
held my breath and gripped my cunt in my hand, squeezing it like a
greasy rag as the juices spilled out of me. This was good and what I
needed and I was trembling, fighting to regain my breath as I wiped my
wet palm across their door. I left my mark and returned to my bed,
well satisfied and tired now, ready for a few hours of sleep and the
dreams they would bring.

Dreams of daddy I hoped, because now I understood that he was the one,
and I dreamt of him before, many times. He looked different in that
other world, that was why I hadn't recognized him at first, but I knew
him now. The look on his face, in his eyes after my bath, it was a
vision from my dreams. I hugged my pillow and closed my eyes, seeing
daddy with horns and a long thin beard, florid skin and long sinews of
muscle when he moved. His cloven feet beat the earth like distant
thunder and the air was filled with his arousal.

He was chasing me through the forest, through the moonlight, and I ran
unseen paths long forgotten. But not because I was afraid. I was
laughing happily and tossing belladonna blossoms into the air, the
reddish bells leaving a path for him to follow. He would catch me soon
and my heart was pounding, my long black hair flying behind me as my
robe, my golden peplos was caught and torn and ripped away by the
overgrown brush through which I passed. The chase left me naked and
breathless and I fell upon the grass in a high meadow, laying on my
back and laughing at my brothers and sisters in the deep dark sky
above.

"Don't be shy," I whispered, pulling the long grass to cover me like a
blanket. "I'll make a bed for us here. Come to me. Quickly, before my
father awakes."

"I'm already here," he said, thrusting his cock inside me all at once.

The sudden pain jerked me upright in my bed and I blinked at the
sunlight coming through the window. I was wet and I licked my lips,
reaching down to touch my pussy. It wasn't blood that stained my
thighs and I smiled at my foolishness, letting myself fall back to my
pillows and waiting for my heart to slow down as I tasted myself on my
hand. I'd cum in my sleep, right at the end when daddy had taken me.
He wasn't my father though. I remembered and thought about that, but
the meaning was beyond my reach and that made me frown. I was growing
impatient and yearning for the truth.



End of 06
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