Angel 1

©This is a fantasy; any resemblance to real places or people is coincidental. This series of stories is loosely based on fairy tales and nursery rhymes.

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Angel skipped down the path enjoying the bright spring day. Everything was so green and smelled fresh. The flowers were in bloom and filled he air with a sweet fragrance. It was the day after her fourteenth birthday. Her tutor had given her the afternoon off so she thought to explore the rest of the grounds of the estate her parents purchased last fall. The winter had been cold and filled with snow.

Angel smiled as she skipped along. She was thinking about what one of her older friends had told her yesterday. It was something that a prim and proper girl like Angel should not know about
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June told her about what she had seen her father doing late one night. June had seen her father doing something nasty with one of the cooks helpers. He had the helper up against the wall of a back corridor and was doing a naughty with the girl. “He was fucking her!” June said giggling. Then June described in detail what they were doing.

Angel giggled thinking about it, now she though she thought she knew what those sounds coming from her own parent’s bedroom were.

She found a large oak tree to rest under and to think about what June described to her. Presently she had her blue dress up and around her waist. Her white cotton panties were around her ankles. One hand was fingering her, almost hairless tender young pussy. The other one was rubbing her growing breasts. When she touched her clit, she wished she had brought her favorite hairbrush, the one with the round smooth handle.
Even though she was just fourteen her tits were nearing a ’B’ cup in size. Her slim hips were starting to fill out. Angel Had startling green eyes, long light brown hair, a triangular face, and a straight nose.

Suddenly a large white rabbit, in a waistcoat, dashed past, it so close it brushed her dress. Before she knew what was happening it vanished into a hole that opened behind her, in the tree. Startled she screamed and fell back through the hole
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Angel tumbled in the air a few times loosing her panties in the process. Then she fell feet first. The fall was not a precipitous drop, as one would expect, it was more as if she floated downward in the air. She had to hold her dress down because even the slow descent made it rise up around her body and face. After she fell for a few minutes, she calmed down enough to look around. Roots and twigs lined the hole she fell through
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She floated past bookshelves tables and chairs. Shortly she spotted a rocking horse below her. It was descending too, but at a slower pace. As she dropped closer to the rocking horse there was a gust of air that blew her dress off over her head. Then like a kite, it drifted off out of sight. Angel now was all but naked except for black Mary Jane shoes with white ankle sox and a light short top that just barely covered her tits
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“Oh, dear.” She thought. “Whatever am I going to do?” The next thing that happened she plopped astride the rocking horse.