Janet’s Journey


He’d be coming again…Janet stared into the dark and couldn’t think of anything else…It’d only been a week but she’d learned so much about herself and him in that short time…At 12, she knew things and it was freely discussed among her classmates but she wondered what they’d say if she blurted out that her father was taking her into womanhood while they just tittered and speculated…He hadn’t fucked her yet but that was only a matter of time and she wondered if her excitement was fear or expectation…Her mother had cautioned her so often about not letting anyone touch her but she had never mentioned that it might be in her own bed and by her father…

She’d heard them when they thought she was asleep, heard her mother pleading and imploring…Telling her father to fuck her, harder, then HARDER…Finally her curiosity overcame her fear and she had crept to their door and pushed it slightly ajar…He’d been on top, her legs locked behind his thighs and she watched his muscles clench as he drove strongly into her and she mewled…Janet had strange feelings and when she touched herself, it seemed the most natural thing in the world…She knew how good it felt to rub herself but this was different…Her clit was swollen and she could feel moisture…She abandoned herself to the rising sensations until she thought that she was going to pee and fearfully stopped…Her father grunted and shoved strongly as her mother bit off a wail and strained to meet him…

Creeping back to her room, to her bed; the picture of them in her mind tortured the 12 year old until she sighed and reached for herself again…This time there would be no stopping and she prepared for it…it was an old towel and if she peed, she could sneak it down and wash it…The sensations came back with a rush…She’d thought that it would take more time but when she touched herself, her slit opened softly and she ran her forefinger it’s moistened length…When she circled the still swollen clit, sparks flew behind her eyes and she gasped…This was what it was all about, what some of the older girls had whispered about…The girl had never felt anything so wonderful and she sped her fingers, feeling the waves of it rolling over her and becoming stronger…Again that sensation that she was going to pee began and this time it was overwhelming…Her hips had risen to her fingers of their own accord and she bit her lower lip as she ran them through her slit and then swiftly on her clit…It was if a dam had exploded and she groaned as it hit her…Her whole body shaking and breathing gone ragged as her entire being centered on her cunt…The waves of it retreated and when she could think coherently again, she realized that she had cum for the first time…Now she knew what her mother had felt as she watched her father’s glistening cock slamming into her…She wondered if it could possibly be stronger when a man made that happen and giggled…Janet wondered if she’d die of it…


She didn’t have long to wait to find out…She became besotted with playing with her cunt, ran home after school with her panties drenched with her thoughts…She’d found magazines and pictures in her father’s drawer, things he’d tried to unsuccessfully hide and now she took them out from under her mattress where she’d hidden them….The ones that moved her quickly were pictures of woman’s faces…Constricted, as if they were in severe pain but Janet knew now what made them look like that…She’s even taken a hand mirror and watched herself emulate them as she came…Her little features screwed tight in concentration and then her mouth opening as she writhed and came…It was on a Friday, a few weeks after the girl had found her new and compelling interest…Lying on her bed, she was idly turning pages and rubbing her cunt softly, still wearing her panties…Janet was learning to prolong her sessions now…Make the need unbearable before she allowed herself…The more she did that, the stronger her orgasms became and she thought of herself as an orchestra leader…She’d started on pictures of women sucking on men, not really sure if she’d enjoy that or not…From the expressions on the men’s faces, she could see that they certainly did…There were pictures of a man masturbating a young girl and his fingers were deeply inside her, his palm against her groin…Janet had tried a few times for deeper penetration but it didn’t give her the same sensations as just running her finger through her slit, delving shallowly and then attending her waiting clit…She supposed it would hurt if a man did that to her and sighed…She knew that sooner or later she was going to find out…

She’d turned to her favorite page…The man with his face buried in the woman’s neck and her head thrown back on the pillow, eyes screwed shut, mouth agape…Janet knew she was cumming as the picture was taken and just that thought made it begin for her…Her hips rose and her eyes stayed riveted on the picture as it bloomed for her…The beautiful orgasm, exquisitely timed; roared through her and she first whimpered and then couldn’t help the guttural sounds she made…When she was able to focus again, she looked up and her father was standing at the foot of her bed…Panic gripped the girl and she threw the magazine to one side and tried vainly to cover herself, tears springing to her eyes…

“It’s alright Janet”

He whispered and she felt an almost overwhelming shame wash over her, unable to speak…

“It’s something natural”, he continued…”I didn’t think you’d started yet and I guess it’s partly my fault for leaving those things where you could find them”…

He’d come around and sat on the bed next to her as her tears began…She’d managed to pull the coverlet up and buried her face in his neck so she wouldn’t have to look at him as he cradled her and told her over and over that it was alright…He was asking her…

“How long”

She couldn’t bring herself to answer and he began smoothing her hair and whispering…

“You’re very beautiful when you cum like that, Janet” he said quietly and the girl couldn’t believe her ears…Had no idea how to respond…Feeling the cool air on her thighs as he moved the coverlet down, she stiffened as he held her tighter and had no idea what to do….

When she felt his fingers touch her thigh, she shuddered and whispered…”Please…please don’t, Daddy”…He didn’t reply but his fingers spoke for him…He touched the sodden cotton panties and Janet thought she’d die of shame….She tried to clench her thighs but he moved them easily apart and started…

“It’s so much better if someone does it for you, Janet…Stronger…

His finger was sawing at her slit and he was circling her clit with his thumb…The girl beside herself with humiliation tried once more feebly to voice resistance but it fell on deaf ear and the pressure was increasing…Despite herself, Janet felt it start…She knew if he didn’t stop, that she’d be powerless to prevent what was going to happen…He seemed to sense the weakness in her and kissing the top of her head, slid her panties aside…That first touch of him was electric and the resistance drained from her as he worked her passion…

She was gripping his shirt and groaning as his finger goaded her swollen lips and clit…it was like hearing a train in the distance, drawing closer and Janet began to pant…

“That’s my good little girl” he said and she could hear the strain in his voice…”Such a good little girl for her Daddy”…Those words inflamed the girl and her hips hunched to his hand…She was cumming and she knew that nothing in the world could stop it…Her whole body went rigid and he pulled her even tighter as it overwhelmed her…

“Yesssss, baby…That’s right…cum for Daddy…Just let it go…CUM”!!!

Janet’s mind when blank as she spasmed once, then quickly again…It was as if he knew exactly what her body was feeling and he became tender, just his finger softly helping her ride the crest and then whispering to her when he stopped…

“You see what I told you…It was better, wasn’t it…It’s just the start Janet…I’m going to teach you everything…I’m going to make you love what I do to you, beg me for it…I want you to think of how this felt…Think of how I’m going to make you a woman”…Now, you get a quick shower…Mom’s got dinner on…

***To be Continued***

Janet’s Journey
Chapter Two



She could hear his measured step now…He was never in a hurry and she felt a shiver flow through her like an electrical current…At dinner, things had been tense and his secret glances told her all she needed to know…Janet knew he’d be coming and she’d be learning something new…Pleading homework she fled to her room and then quickly to the shower…As she soaped herself the thoughts of what was going to happen made her tingle and the nubs of her nipples stood stark…Pinching one and remembering the first time he was slightly cruel to them sent a current directly to her cunt and she wanted desperately to masturbate…She’d just began to touch herself when there was a soft knock and her Mother’s voice asking if she was almost done, that she wanted to shower and turn in early…