Bleeding Innocence

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As I crept silently up the stairs,
My heart began to pound,
My stomach began to tighten,
At the fear of being found.

Step by step, I climbed,
Wife asleep, in the downstairs room,
Careful not to wake her,
The thought of my fantasy, being fulfilled so soon.

As I got to Mary`s door,
The floorboard, underneath my feet began to creek,
My heart skipped a beat,
As the door-handle, in the dark, I did seek.

I grasped the handle, carefully,
And with it I began to turn,
Quietly, not to wake her,
As my desires, began to burn.

As the door swung open,
I saw the moon-light shining in,
On her young naked body,
Her innocence I would win.

Slowly I crept into her room,
Walked toward the side of her bed,
Knowing that soon, her innocence,
Would very soon, be bled.

Removing my gown, carefully,
I let it fall to the floor,
The sight of her body was beautiful,
But I rightfully wanted more!

Every visible inch of her body,
I gazed upon, with lustful eyes,
Every movement in sleep, innocent,
Including her erection, inducing sighs.

I moved my hand toward her,
Gently stroking her hair,
But still careful not to wake her,
Her innocence, not yet, ready to tear.

Gently I sat down beside her,
On the very edge of the bed.
My thoughts, my dreams and my fears,
Could by facial expression be read.

Lying asleep on her back,
Her curvacious legs apart,
Her long-brown hair, flowing
Could itself, be classed as art.

Placing my hand, gently on her groin.
My finger on her vaginal-lips
Rubbing her off very slowly.
She sighed with a moan of bliss

Slowly, she began to awake,
Looking upon me with innocent eyes.
The pleasure she was getting from me,
Proved by her lustful sighs.

Fearful in this moment.
Would she keep silent, or would she scream.
Waking her mother, down the stairs,
From her peaceful nights dream.

Silent she kept, but her mouth began to move
"Shh!" I said, "don`t tell your mum"
"This is our litle secret"
"She would only spoil the fun"

"Okay, daddy" she replied.
"I won`t say a thing"
"But what if she found out in other ways?"
"She`d throw you back her ring"

"Don`t worry, dear" I said
"She will never know!"
"This is our little secret"
"You can count on that, my darling", innocence was her only foe.

"Open your legs, my dear" I said
"Open them wide apart"
As she replied "Ok, daddy" and did
I could hear the beat of my heart.

I grasped both legs, and moved my head down.
Kissing and licking her sweetness.
I knew that my only daughter,
Was now my only weakness.

As my tongue, gently probed inside her,
Her innocence I could taste,
To loose her virginity to anyone else, but me
Would sinfully, be a waste.

As my tongue probed deeper inside her
Her back began to arch,
Writhing her body timely in pleasure,
As if in step to a march.

Sipping at her sexual-cup
Drinking down the juice,
More relaxed, I did feel,
My taught muscles began to loose.

Moving my head from below her,
Her forehead I did kiss.
Moving my penis, on her groin
Probing her sexual-bliss.

Slowly, and carefully I entered her
Feeling the innocene of hymen tear,
Deeply, I thrusted into her,
Her body, now, I did wear.

She jolted her body upward,
And moaned in pleasureful pain.
As from her sexual-darkness,
Her innocence began to drain.

Staining the pure white sheets beneath her,
I whispered to her, her name.
"Don`t stop now daddy" she whimpered
"Oh, Mary, I said, I won`t", A woman now, you have became.

"Fuck me daddy, fuck me hard"
"I want all of your come"
"Give me a minute, dear," I replied,
"Soon it`ll be done"

Faster and faster, deeper and deeper,
Inside her I did thrust,
My muscles tensing near orgasm,
Her silence in this, I did trust.

Quietly, I gasped, as I shot deep inside her,
Removing myself from her hole.
Her face she moved toward my manhood,
Over the head of which, her lips did role.

Sucking every last drop of come from me,
She sucked me dry.
She swallowed my load, and looked up at me,
And asked "Why, Daddy, why?"

As she lay back on her bed,
"Because I love you, my dear," I replied
As she kissed me good night.
Sexually contented, and now satisfied.

She turned her head sideways,
And fell sound asleep.
The memory of this first night,
We both treasurely, would keep.


Leo Hopkins, 17th Janurary 2001

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