Little Girl Lost_(1)

Here is a young love / incest story I wrote over a year ago. It was well received on another site, so I have copied it here. Tell me your thoughts.
Cheers.

I have been with Gina for about three years now. She is all the woman a man could ever dream of having. Sweet, kind, considerate, with a considerable desire to please! We had been living together most of that time, living as a family, Gina, her daughter and I, with only the marriage part missing. See, Gina had been through a rough life. Shitty childhood, crappy marriage, an all around rough time, and she was showing it when we met. She had no self esteem, working a dead end job, no future and no hope of a future, but I saw something in her that I thought was special, a special caring that was only partly obscured and, I felt, only needed a little polishing to really come out, and in time I was greatly rewarded for my efforts. With some loving and a little time she came out of her funk and began to have dreams and goals again. She still wasn’t ready to marry me like I wanted, but she wasn’t about to let me go either so I was content.

Gina was a petite strawberry blond, about five feet in heels, trim figure, B cups, and she never once complained about my eight plus inch cock being a problem, in fact she always attacked it with gusto, and even after all day or night fuck sessions she didn’t admit to being sore.

Her daughter Kari was already a few inches taller than Gina, her body was very thin and flat chested, but with a nice well rounded ass. She kept herself plain, no makeup to hide her freckles and her strawberry blond hair was straight and shoulder length, she would probably be a slightly taller version of her mother.

One early fall day Gina and I both decided to play hooky from work, as it was a warm day and we had not had much private time away from her daughter Kari. I loved Kari as if she was my own, but she did have a habit of interrupting me and her mom’s more passionate movements, frustrating the hell out of me. We began that day as soon as Kari was out the door, our clothes a trail from the kitchen to the bed room, shorts, then socks on the floor, shirt on a chair, bra on a door handle, you get the idea. We were both horney as hell so once the love making began it only took us a few minutes to complete, but that was OK because we had all day.

As we lay there, me on my back, Gina with her head on my chest, our breathing slowing, our skin cooling with sweat, Gina began to speak, “Joe… you remember that time I asked you what it was you always wanted to do, but didn’t think you would ever get the chance?

“Which one, see the top of Everest or screw a young Rachel Welch” I teased?

Gina slapped my chest and said “I’m serious”.

“Sorry” I replied. “I’m not sure, remind me”.

“A few months back, you and I were down town that warm afternoon… you were a little buzzed…” she paused.

It came back to me, one of those throw away statements you use to get a reaction out of someone. I had said I always wanted a virgin, but had never been with one and it looked like I never would. I asked “the virgin thing”?

“That’s it” she said.

“What about it? You gonna tell me you were a virgin and Kari’s not yours?

“NO” she said and slapped my chest again, “but what would you think if I said you could get that wish”.

Wondering what the trap was, I proceeded cautiously, this kind of teasing could be fun or get me in trouble! “I would wonder if you were trying to tell me to pack up and go”.

Gina lifted her head and looked at me “I have no plans to let you go, you’re stuck with me for the rest of my life so try again”.

“Oh no” I said, I’m not looking for trouble, especially exposed to you like I am, motioning to my cock with my eyes, “If I answer wrong I could be in a world of hurt”.

Gina smiled and gently grasped my cock, her hand seeming tiny in comparison, she smiled and said” relax, I’m not done with this yet…. Do you remember what I told you about my first time”?

“Yeah” I said “Sounded pretty typical, a lot of anticipation and a big letdown, at least for you”.

“Well… that’s not the whole truth. I never told the real story to anyone, but I have no doubt the others involved told a whole lot o’ people”. She became quiet again, then she lifted herself up and sat facing my cross legged, hands clasped together between her legs. “I was running around with this group at school. I thought I was so cool that they accepted me. The popular kids had their friends, the nerds had theirs, and I just didn’t fit in anywhere, so I found this group of losers. They played me like a fool! I would steal stuff from the store for them, I stole money from my parents for them, I did whatever they wanted because I wanted them to like me… I needed them to like me”.

I remained quiet, she didn’t unload on me like this very often, so when she did I knew how important it was to her. I let her go on.

“One day my FRIENDS invited me to a party one was having at his house. His parents were gone, and left him alone. Wow I thought a REAL party, with beer and maybe pot, man was I excited. It was Friday and we went straight to his house with four other guys, they said there would be some of the girls in the group coming later. God was I an idiot….” Again she was silent, staring at the ceiling, I saw a tear on each cheek, in a whisper she said “They raped me….”

I sat in stunned silence. I knew her parents had been losers, the best thing they ever did for Gina was both die the same year she turned eighteen. This was not the time to speak, I had nothing to say, this was beyond my experience and what happened was way beyond my control, all I could do was give her all my attention. “I’m listening sweet heart”.

She dropped her eyes to me and gave me a smile “I know you are my love, and that’s why I knew I could trust you with this. I never even told this to Kari’s father…. All weekend they kept me in that house. When I tried to scream they stuffed a sweaty sock in my mouth, when I struggled they slapped me, they hit me… and when I kicked at them….” Again she paused, sobbing, her tears ran freely down her cheek, she sniffed and absentmindedly she ran her nose across her upper arm. When she composed herself some she continued “They held my legs open and each took a turn with me, one after another, hour after hour, again and again. They called me names no young girl deserves to be called, said this was all I was good for”. Now she was becoming more animated, angrier “They called their friends and more came over, some with their girlfriends who watched and didn’t do a damn thing to stop it. It didn’t stop until Monday morning….” She stopped and sighed then again quietly continued “They threw me my clothes said if I told anyone they would just say I asked for it, or their parents were lawyers and a loser like me couldn’t get them in trouble, that kind of bull shit. They kept saying that shit, and other stuff while we walked to school, well half way there I took off running for home, all the while them laughing and saying ‘run home loser, run home to the drunks’, hell they knew my parents wouldn’t do a damn thing. When I got home I ran inside and my mom was in front of the T.V., vodka in her hand like always, and her eyes glassy and shit, all she did was look up at me and spit out ‘what do you want’”. Again Gina stopped to collect herself, wipe away her tears, and to swallow her sobs. I didn’t know what to think, this was pretty heavy stuff, and I was feeling helpless and I wasn’t even there. Eventually she went on “If EVER I needed the love of my mother, or just another human being, it was that moment, and my mother was so involved with her booze she didn’t see her own daughter standing in front of her crying out for help. I was still covered in their filth, I couldn’t out run the smell of their sex, so I went to my room, stripped out of my clothes climbed into the shower and washed it off… I washed my clothes not feeling anything at that point, I just felt numb. Mom was blotto by then, so I took one of her half drunken vodka bottles and polished it off myself, puked and then climbed into bed for two days… and you know what”? Her sobs returned and she struggled to finish “my parents never checked on me”.

Wow, I was emotionally drained after that and still at a loss for words so I continued to be silent.

Gina broke the silence by saying “Now you know why I’m so fucked up” and she gave a little laugh.

I reached for her, all I wanted to do was fold her into my arms and protect her from the demons I now knew had been, and were still tormenting her. She melted into me and her sobs grew to a full cry and I just let her cry, stroking her hair, and giving her the love she had been denied as a child, and loving her all the more for telling me her story. “I don’t know what to say, I’m afraid I just don’t have an answer for this”.

Gina pulled back finally with a weak smile “you don’t need to say anything silly, your love has helped me more than you can imagine”. Placing a hand on my chest and running her fingers in my chest hair she said “I never knew love until you came into my life…. I mean, I knew the love of my child, and the love I had for her, but the rest of me was empty, and I was afraid of what my life would be like without it”. Gina began to pat my chest, and looking down she said “which brings me to the question I need to ask you”.

“Anything” I said.

“Kari is so much like me. She is always complaining about being unhappy at school, you know, no one likes her, she’s not pretty or popular…. You know she hasn’t even had her period yet”.

“That’s no big deal, what did the doctor say her last check up”?

“It doesn’t matter what the doctor said, to Kari she is still inadequate, and it’s just another thing to be self conscious about. She’s going to be fourteen next week, she’s in the eighth grade and all this is important to her, and I don’t have any answers that she likes”.

“OK… well we will work together and get her through this. You can ell her your story….”

“Are you kidding? She’ll just think I made it up to keep her away from the losers she hanging out with….”

Now it was my turn to interrupt “Wait, how do you know she’s hanging with losers”?

She dropped her head again and said sheepishly “I spied on her” and quickly added “I’m her mom and I have a right to”.

Laughing I said “Whoa there little lady, I think you should keep tabs on who she’s with and what she’s doing, you’ll get no argument from me”.

“Well, I thought you might not understand so I didn’t tell you. I volunteered at her school a bunch of times and I saw who she was with and I saw myself about her age.” Gina looked into my eyes and continued “This is why I want you to be Kari’s first”.

“WHAT” I said, incredulous? “I love her as my own daughter, and what you’re asking is definitely a violation of that kind of trust”.

“I know, I know, but hear me out. Of all the men I have ever known only YOU have shown me true love, and of all the men in Kari’s life only YOU have shown her true love. Look… her insecurity is binding her to these losers, ties that I can’t break. I’ve been trying since I found out….”

“How come I haven’t heard about this before” I asked? “I haven’t seen any troubles or heard her talk about these guys….”

Gina jumped in and said “Because she loves you, I’m just her mom, but you’re a man, a big strong mysterious man”. Then smiling she added “The bringer of happiness AND pleasure, she knows there is something special about you. I wish you could see the change when you come home at night. Before she is all doom and gloom, she argues and moans about EVERYTHING, when you come in it’s like a switch and she is suddenly all sweetness and nice, and everything is great. She loves you and she wants YOU.

I sat there stunned again “Did I mention it’s illegal? Look, I know you’re worried, but if we work together we can solve this without a lifetime on any sex offender list”.

“That won’t happen, I can guarantee it” she was adamant.

“How” I asked? “How can you? How can you know what she wants, what she feels”?

Sobbing again she answered “Because I KNOW…. Do you know I went back to hanging with the sons o’ bitches who raped me? I didn’t even have sense enough to stay away from them…. I didn’t think I was worth anything and Kari is just… like… me. She doesn’t think she is worthy of love and my love just isn’t enough to save her, I need you…she needs you…. Please Joe” she said “Take her, take her like you took me, show her a man’s love just like you showed me, show her she really is worthy of a man’s love before it’s too late, just like you showed me”.

I stared at Gina, not blinking, and she stared back until she broke the tension by taking hold of my cock and saying “Do it or I’ll bite this off”.

I gave a nervous chuckle “You might have to, I don’t think I can do it….”

“Please” She begged. “Look, I know I’m asking a lot, but you are the only man I trust with my daughter. I sure as hell don’t trust the kids she’s hanging out with…. Please Joe…. I don’t know what else I can say”.

I sat a moment then said “OK, I believe you mean everything you say, and I believe you really are worried, but sex… my god that opens a whole can of emotional worms doesn’t it? What if she doesn’t want it, or worse, what if she does, and she likes it? Too many what ifs… I don’t think you have really considered all the possible problems.

“The hell I haven’t” she answered seemingly offended. “Look, I know you pretty well and after all I have seen I know you won’t force yourself on her, no matter how turned on you are, I can trust you to make the best decision for Kari”.

“OK, I agree, and that’s why I’m against this now, I’m thinking of Kari, but now consider if she does like it, if she really enjoys it….”

“She will” Gina interjected.

“Maybe, maybe, but what happens when she does and after she has tasted it she wants more, if I don’t give her what she wants she could end up right back with the people you don’t want her to, and now she’s even more lost.