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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Female / 19
This may not be the exact place, but here goes...
Bruce: Mom's first husband. Mom married at an early age (17), and six months later Bruce was sent to Viet Nam. He was in the Army, and a gunner in the door of a helecoptor. He was 21, and his choper was shot down, all of the bodies except Bruce were recovered. The troops on the ground saw one person jump into a rice paddy, about 40 feet below, but no one saw what happened to him. Bruce was listed as MIA (missing in action). Now mom had just turned 18, and moved back home to Redlands, CA. and was helping her dad, Grandpa Willy, as her mom, Gma Hannah who had just been told she had cancer. Now this is 1966, so cancer almost always ended in death.
Now Richard: Mom met Richard in the Commisory at Norton AFB, San Bernardino. The isles are one way, and Richard turned into one the wrong direction, and their carts bumped. Richard was emberessed, but turned around and went on. Once outside, mom's old car, '56 ford, would not start. Richard was parked near, and gave her a push, standered shift, 3 speed, (3 on the tree they called it), and he followed her home. Said if it died, he would push her again. Richard was 28, a AF pilot, flying F-4 fighters, home on leave before going to Viet Nam. Mom told him everything about Bruce, and that she thought he was dead, but could not do anything until 7 years passed. They went out a few times, Richard shipped out, and now I am on the way. March 2, 1972, I arrive into this world. Mom and Richard had staied in touch, letters, phone calls when he could, and he knew about me. Mom also visited his parents, and they knew all about the sitituation, not happy about it, as Richard was 10 years older. April 13, 1972, Richard's plane shot down over north Viet Nam, and he didn't get out.
And now my Daddy, Billy: Mom met Billy at a Baptist church Friday night singles meeting. This was 1974, I'm two, and they start dating. Bruce has been offically declared dead, and after a few months, mom and Master Sgt. Billy get married. He is an Air Traffic Controller at Norton, and has lost two wifes. One in a care accident, 1966 when he was in Viet Nam, hitch number one. The second in a drowning at the lake when in Viet Nam, hitch number two, 1974. Mom is now 25, and Billy is 37, and he has found that he can't have kids because of an accident while playing baseball in high school. He was a catcher, and the ball took a turn off the bat, and hit the ground, and bounced wrong into him, even though he was wearing a cup, still did not help. Fast foward 7 years, I'm 9, and mom gets cancer. A year she dies, and I'm left with my step dad, and all the leagle stuff starts. Gpa Richard is there, and he is rich, (ownes a pontiac dealership), And helps me and dad so dad gets to adopt me. I turn 12, and my dad and I go on a vacation, France, Paris, and there is a mix up on our hotel. Only one bed, when there is to be not only two, but two rooms too. The hotel is sold out, and they give us a week free, because the mix up is their fault. During the night, I roll over next to dad, in my sleep, and he puts a leg over me. He is also asleep, and I wake up, feeling him agenst me, Now rember I'm a 12 year old girl, hormons are raging, and I feel that thing down between his legs. I reach down between our bodies, and feel his dick, half soft, half hard, about 6 inches. As I start playing with it, it starts growing, now it's hard and 8 inches long. I take off my PJ's, and roll dad over onto his back, and slowly get over it. I start lowering myself onto his dick, letting it start up inside of me. As my cherry pops, I feel the pain, and drop completly down, filling my tiny pussy with dad's big dick. He wakes up, and knows what is going on, and says is this really what you want?? I say yes, so now we fuck and he makes me come three times before he comes inside my pussy. Now 7 years later, I am still living at home with dad, we still fuck almost every night, I am in my first year of collage, and have never fucked any one else in my life. I think I never will. I Love my daddy, and believe it is not wrong, as he is not my blood dad.
Bruce: Mom's first husband. Mom married at an early age (17), and six months later Bruce was sent to Viet Nam. He was in the Army, and a gunner in the door of a helecoptor. He was 21, and his choper was shot down, all of the bodies except Bruce were recovered. The troops on the ground saw one person jump into a rice paddy, about 40 feet below, but no one saw what happened to him. Bruce was listed as MIA (missing in action). Now mom had just turned 18, and moved back home to Redlands, CA. and was helping her dad, Grandpa Willy, as her mom, Gma Hannah who had just been told she had cancer. Now this is 1966, so cancer almost always ended in death.
Now Richard: Mom met Richard in the Commisory at Norton AFB, San Bernardino. The isles are one way, and Richard turned into one the wrong direction, and their carts bumped. Richard was emberessed, but turned around and went on. Once outside, mom's old car, '56 ford, would not start. Richard was parked near, and gave her a push, standered shift, 3 speed, (3 on the tree they called it), and he followed her home. Said if it died, he would push her again. Richard was 28, a AF pilot, flying F-4 fighters, home on leave before going to Viet Nam. Mom told him everything about Bruce, and that she thought he was dead, but could not do anything until 7 years passed. They went out a few times, Richard shipped out, and now I am on the way. March 2, 1972, I arrive into this world. Mom and Richard had staied in touch, letters, phone calls when he could, and he knew about me. Mom also visited his parents, and they knew all about the sitituation, not happy about it, as Richard was 10 years older. April 13, 1972, Richard's plane shot down over north Viet Nam, and he didn't get out.
And now my Daddy, Billy: Mom met Billy at a Baptist church Friday night singles meeting. This was 1974, I'm two, and they start dating. Bruce has been offically declared dead, and after a few months, mom and Master Sgt. Billy get married. He is an Air Traffic Controller at Norton, and has lost two wifes. One in a care accident, 1966 when he was in Viet Nam, hitch number one. The second in a drowning at the lake when in Viet Nam, hitch number two, 1974. Mom is now 25, and Billy is 37, and he has found that he can't have kids because of an accident while playing baseball in high school. He was a catcher, and the ball took a turn off the bat, and hit the ground, and bounced wrong into him, even though he was wearing a cup, still did not help. Fast foward 7 years, I'm 9, and mom gets cancer. A year she dies, and I'm left with my step dad, and all the leagle stuff starts. Gpa Richard is there, and he is rich, (ownes a pontiac dealership), And helps me and dad so dad gets to adopt me. I turn 12, and my dad and I go on a vacation, France, Paris, and there is a mix up on our hotel. Only one bed, when there is to be not only two, but two rooms too. The hotel is sold out, and they give us a week free, because the mix up is their fault. During the night, I roll over next to dad, in my sleep, and he puts a leg over me. He is also asleep, and I wake up, feeling him agenst me, Now rember I'm a 12 year old girl, hormons are raging, and I feel that thing down between his legs. I reach down between our bodies, and feel his dick, half soft, half hard, about 6 inches. As I start playing with it, it starts growing, now it's hard and 8 inches long. I take off my PJ's, and roll dad over onto his back, and slowly get over it. I start lowering myself onto his dick, letting it start up inside of me. As my cherry pops, I feel the pain, and drop completly down, filling my tiny pussy with dad's big dick. He wakes up, and knows what is going on, and says is this really what you want?? I say yes, so now we fuck and he makes me come three times before he comes inside my pussy. Now 7 years later, I am still living at home with dad, we still fuck almost every night, I am in my first year of collage, and have never fucked any one else in my life. I think I never will. I Love my daddy, and believe it is not wrong, as he is not my blood dad.
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