Message-ID: <6916eli$9801011737@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Tom Subject: Annie (M/f) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: tje@mail.nls.net MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <01293798419574@nls.net> The girl was a battered child, abused and unloved. She lived with her mother and her two older sisters, who hated her for no immediately identifiable reason. Perhaps it was because she was so pretty, young and vulnerable. Perhaps it was because there was no sense of family among them. Annie had endured this abusive treatment for her entire life, yet it had not broken her spirit. She was then eleven going twelve, an age at which she had come to feel that she could leave the ugliness of her family and find something better elsewhere. Annie had no friends; she shied away from anyone who showed the least interest in her. She was fearful of the slightest criticisms and personal rejections. She was a very unhappy little girl. Yet, she was very beautiful. Her face was that of a child, fresh and full of wonder, but her body was almost pubescent, with small titties poking at her shirt and limbs which were well formed, slender and shapely. Within a year she would be young woman and stand five inches taller. For a very long time Annie had found refuge in Mr. Watson's hardware store, where she felt welcome. She knew that Mr. Watson liked her alot. He spoke softly to her and patted her head. He smiled at her. Annie tried to help around the store with small tasks, like sweeping, but Mr. Watson didn't let her do too much, because he didn't pay her. To Annie Mr. Watson was an old man, although he was only fifty years old. She thought that he was a wonderfully nice person. She wished that he were her daddy and that she lived with him in the apartment above the store. Then all Hell broke lose on Annie. Her mother was drunk, her older sister discovered that she had gotten the clap, and the other sister found out that she was knocked up. They all turned on Annie in a rage, perhaps because whe was so innocent and guiltless. They drove her from the house and warned her never to come back. She sat on the curb in front of her house and bawled, not knowing what to do. Mr. Watson then drove by and stopped, when he noticed his little friend in such distress. She climbed into his pick up and cried against his shoulder. He didn't hear her story until much later, when Annie wakened from her nap on his couch. Mr. Watson was shocked at what she told him. He called her mother on the phone, and the woman said that she didn't ever want to see the girl again. She was still drunk. Mr. Watson, Jack, had two bedrooms in his apartment. He gave one to Annie and they settled in for the night. Jack didn't know what to do with the girl. The next morning he went to her house and asked her mother about her. Her mother was then sober. With the other two daughters behind her, Annie's mother told Jack that they hated the prissy little girl and that he could have her. Jack went away from the house very depressed by having met such ugly people. Annie experienced menarche in Jack's apartment, about six months after having moved in. She told him, and he felt almost helpless, but he coped. He got her a box of Tampons. They lived together for those months peacefully, although Jack could not foresee the outcome. Annie was blissfully happy living with the older man, whom she now thought of as her dad. She had indeed grown taller and she had filled out wonderfully. Her breasts pushed at her blouses, which had become too small for her. Jack had to buy her larger clothes, especially because he was unnerved by the way her skirts covered just half of her lovely thighs. She was then twelve years old. Jack had returned to Annie's mother a number of times, but the loutish woman wanted nothing more to do with the girl, whose father was one of her johns. She didn't know which one. Jack, who was clever and devious, got papers that proved that Annie was his daughter. He felt more comfortable about their relationship after that bit of fraud. He put her into another, private school and joined the parents association. They were very happy living together, and there would have been a story book ending had they not fallen in love with each other. Jack had known about his illicit love for the girl for some months, but he dared not touch her. With Annie it came all of a sudden. She awoke one splendid morning in May, when the Sun was warm and the trees were abloom. She came into the kitchen and saw Jack drinking his coffee and reading the newspaper. She already loved him, but at the sight of him that morning she knew that she wanted him as a man. She knew about sex. Her friends at school were all atwitter about it. Jack was not at all pretty like some of the boys in her class, but she felt that she was indebited to him. She wanted to give him pleasure, and she knew that her young body was attractive. She wanted to give him happiness, although she knew that it would hurt at first. She did not anticipate any pleasure, but felt just devotion and the purest love. Besides, she could not imagine trusting anyone else to take her virginity. Jack noticed that Annie was especially affectionate that day, and it troubled him, because he loved her so much. Her closeness, her touches and her quick, gentle kisses casused him distress. He wanted to hold her, to kiss her passionately, to fondle, to . . . He forced himself to stop thinking about those things. He went into the bathroom and masturbated. That helped a bit, for a while. That night Jack lay awake in bed, naked as usual. Bright moonlight illuminated the room. It was a warm evening in May, and Jack had the window open so that he could smell the fragrance of Spring. Annie then opened his door and stood in the doorway. Moonlight fell upon her. She was naked. Jack gazed at the beautiful girl, and his hand embraced his cock, which had suddenly come to life. Annie moved to the edge of the bed. There was so much beauty there, that Jack could not decide what to ogle first. She had almost no pubic hair. Annie got under the sheet and snuggled to the naked man, who could resist her no longer. Jack did not penetrate her that night, because he feared getting her pregnant. Annie was willing to risk it, but Jack said that they would have to wait. Annie had experienced orgasms ever since she began to masturbate a year and a half before, but she never before felt the monstrous ones that Jack gave her with his tongue. That night Jack explored every square inch of her flesh with his mouth. He sucked her fingers and toes. He nibbled her inner thighs. He licked her anus. He taught her to use her tongue when kissing. He went on for almost two hours, licking, nibbling and kissing. He interrupted his feast several times to attend to her clitoris and to give her an orgasm. Annie was a screamer. That night Jack taught Annie how to masturbate him slowly, using a lubricant, making it last for fifteen or twenty minutes before he finally let himself explode in ecstasy, clutching to the beatutiful girl. In the middle of the night they showered together and washed each other lovingly. Afterwards Annie was willing to suck Jack's cock as he licked her between the legs. He ran his tongue across her anus and kissed it. He licked the girl to another wild orgasm. When she was finished she returned his cock to her mouth as Jack nibbled on her inner thighs. Jack warned her when he knew that he was about to come, but she still kept on sucking. His first blast caught her in her mouth and the rest spewed on her face. She coughed slightly. They showered again together. She clung to him, totally submissive, as they returned to the bed, where Jack licked her to yet another orgasm. A few hours before dawn they fell asleep in each other's arms. The next morning Annie slept late. It was a Saturday. Jack quietly left the house and visited a drug store, whose proprietor was a dear old friend. When they were thirteen and fourteen years old, they had been homosexual lovers. Jack got some birth control pills and some condoms from his friend. He would use the condoms until the pills became effective. When he returned home, he found Annie still asleep, lying naked on the mattress,her blond hair in a tangle, a thumb in her mouth. Jack undressed as he stared at her beauty. She awoke as he lay next to her, smiled brightly and kissed her lover. They embraced, kissed and fondled each other, and they both became very aroused. Annie looked on in delight as Jack rolled a condom onto his cock. She became extremely excited and wanted him at once. Jack placed her feet flat on the bed and spread her raised knees far apart. He climbed between them and lowered his body onto the eager girl. He positioned his cock at her vagina and pushed steadilly until he broke through. Annie cried out in pain, but she clutched her lover and pushed against him, wanting it all inside of her despite the hurt. Jack penetrated her fully. He had never felt such tightness before. He fucked her slowly at first, but Annie wanted it harder and faster. The girl both moaned in ecstasy and cried in pain, as they fucked forcefully. Annie screamed in orgasm after just a little while, and Jack came before she was finished. They lived together as lovers for fifteen years, until Annie graduated from medical school. Jack insisted that she do her residency far from him and that she find a good man and get married. His sexual drive was waning. She did get married, and it was a splendid wedding. For the next twenty years, until he died at age eighty five, Jack occasionally snuggled naked with Annie in the room where they had first made love. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ |