Holly Loves Her Daddy

The town that I grew up in was a rural community that was growing fast. It was across the great Mississippi in the state of Illinois, the nearest big city was St. Louis, MO. My parents were average people. My mother worked full time as a nurse, and my father had his own business in construction. So most of his time was spent at home, calling customers or arranging new jobs for his employees to work. There were 5 of us in the family. My mom, dad , my little brother Sean who was 1, my sister Stephanie 4, and I was 7.
By the way my name is Holly. Really and truthfully I never knew any other life than what I was raised at. I always thought it was normal to have the life I did. I didn’t ever question what was right or wrong. I did what I was told and that is the way I dealt with my life. When your little how are you suppose to know what is right anyway.
It started when I was six years old. Since mom worked the late shift at the hospital, she was never really home to raise us kids. Dad took care of us, he’s the one who seen to our scrapes and bruises, fed us and loved us.
Dad had just fed us a wonderful dinner, and gave Stephanie and Sean a bath. Daddy always said I was his big girl and that I could take a bath by myself, but he would help me get the soap and shampoo out of my hair. After Sean and Stephanie were put to bed for the evening. He would then tell me to get ready to take a bath. I couldn’t wait bathtimes were always fun, I had lots of toys and I could sit in there for hours and just play.
After dad had ran the bath water, he helped me undress myself. Slowly he would undo my buttons on my shirt, and then when my shirt was off he would take his fingers and run them up and down on my belly. He would take his fingers and run them across my little nipples. He said I was a pretty girl an I was never to be afriad of him touching me. I knew my daddy loved me, and I didn’t care if he did touch me or not. I told Daddy it’s okay, you don’t have to worry, I love you daddy, you can do that. So the he took his mouth and gently sucked on my little girl nipples. I was little I thought all daddy’s did that. He told me I was his special little girl an that he always wanted us to be close. An I said Daddy we will be.
He told me that he missed Mommy alot. But since she worked, she wasn’t there to be his friend. He missed loving mommy. I told him he could love me like he loved her. An he said well I don’t want to hurt mommy’s feelings. When mommy is home Holly I don’t want her to think I don’t love her anymore. I want to cuddle with her in bed and love on her too. Daddy was so nice to mommy, so I said, Daddy well when mommy isn’t here then she won’t have to know that Im taking her place. We will keep it our little secret. He said he would like that just fine.
After we talked for awhile, he undone my pants and put me in the bathtub, I got all nice and wet, and he took a cup and pour water over my head. An got my hair all wet, he put the shampoo in my hair and scrubbed my hair nice and clean. Then he would rinse my hair under the faucet, so all the soap would come out. Then my hair was nice and clean. After washing my hair, he took the soap and started washing my body. He washed my face and my arms and even my little girls parts. He said that needed to be cleaned too. He would open my little girl parts to make sure all the soap was out. Daddy said he didn’t want me to have a bladder infection with all that soap still in me.
After the bath, he got me out and dried me off with the clean towel. I was all nice and clean. He even put some of mommy’s nice perfume on me, so I would even smell prettier.
Every night he gave me a bath. I enjoyed it alot. It was me and daddy’s special time together. After a few months went by, he told me that Mommy would be working the night shift. I got to lay on mommy’s side of the bed. He would read me stories, and then we would talk, and he asked if his Holly girl would raise her night gown up so he could rub my belly. I knew he liked rubbing my belly, because I liked it too. He felt so good, nice and soft, and he would do it really slow.