How it all started_(1)

I was a quiet little girl who kept to herself. My dad was raising me alone. I didn’t know much but I soon learned alot.

It started one night when I was 8 years old. I was sleeping in my bed facing the wall with my knees drawn up. Suddenly I woke with a start. Someone was touching my bare bottom. The sheet has been peeled back and my nightie had been raised to my waist and I felt a hand running up the back of my legs to my bottom. I didn’t wear panties to bed because my dad had told me it wasn’t good to sleep with them on and I always did what my dad said. I felt a finger between my cheeks touching my anus and then it was gone only to return moistened and probing into me. And then it was gone, my nightie pulled down and the sheet replaced. I went back to sleep thinking maybe it was a bad dream.

But it wasn’t. Next night I awoke again and felt the hand on my legs. My nightie was pulled up above my hips and I was exposed almost to my shoulders. The hand ran up and down my legs feeling the soft downy hair that was too fine to shave at 8 years old. My anus was probed again and I heard breathing close by. I felt a soft kiss on my hip. The finger was deeper inside me and I didn’t move. This wasn’t any dream. I felt another kiss on my ear and the side of my face as the finger worked in and out of my anus. And then it was over again just like before.

The next night I was barely asleep when the door to my room opened allowing in light from the hallway. I kept my eyes closed and waited while the sheet was peeled back and my nightie raised above my hips again. Hands ran up and down the back of my exposed body. I felt a kiss on my face and then a tongue licking my ear and behind it while the finger rubbed my anus and found its way inside of me. I opened my eyes as the finger went into me and I heard him exhale.