Forbidden fruit makes the sweetest salad ... Thats what daddy use to say. Just before he touched me in his special way.
    His trembling hand upon my trousers he gently touched my thigh,
   I led him slowly upward and looked him in the eye... Touch my ***** daddy, you need not be so shy, not a single soul is watching

alone .
strong, wise, driven, loyal.
He has lived and loved,
and chosen to be alone until something better comes along.
something better than physical love.

He found what he was looking for.
Her soul was vibrant and beautiful;
a goddess muse.
She kissed him and knew it not;
her naked words and firm young flesh of substance splashed bravely across the page excited him...
his wealth of wisdom and experience mocked him for falling in love with a soul ...

the old man had a need to feed,
she was a hungry young goddess needing to be fed.
Where is her champion? Who cares for this young sprite?
He reminded himself again that it was only her soul,
but still, he touched himself... saying her name to make it a little more real, "Chloe," he whispered.
Then he listened ... just in case.

We lay on the same bed that night and I couldn't sleep,
I felt that smoldering desire again ...
The one I can't control ...
or tell people about.

I like to violate the fragile abyss of taboo.
I didn't intend to do it, I really didn't... but fragile it was.
And as soon as my fingers touched it's hardness
magic began to tingle through my body.

I felt every ridge and dent,
I caressed the fullness of it's shaft,
and wanted to claim it as mine,
but it belongs to my brother...

I liked the feel of it in my hand ,
and one thing usually leads to another.
I kissed it's pink tip and caressed its length.
I whispered into the cacophonous dim ...

"Let me put you in my mouth ... "
and then I just did it.
It tasted nasty like earwax.
All the No.2's are the same ...

It's in the open now. We had an awkward talk.
mom and dad and I ... on a nature walk.

She yelled, I cried, she called me names,
decided she couldn't hide my body,
so she'd simply have to love me still,
as young and hot and naughty.

So late that night as I lay awake,
there was soft knocking at my door,
I played asleep like my journal said,
my ******* on the floor.

I stirred a bit, to let the sheet slide down,
so they could see my budding *******,
hard pink ******* rising up and down
with every hungry breath.

I saw my mother kiss my dad,
watched her tease his swollen horn,
I watched her bring him to my bed
to see my naked form.

I looked at her, she looked at me,
I saw her lick her lips
I whispered "Touch me, Mother"
as juices slicked my slit.

I turned my face to father's ****
mother watched me slurp it in,
then she kissed my *******, caressed my ****,
and  slid a slender finger in...

My legs fell wide, I raised my hips,
my teddy bear clutched tight,
mother licked my ravenous ****
and daddy ****** us both tonight.

I like it when you **** me,
I  like to make you ***,
it makes me squirt and tremble
and all of us are one.

No more secrets from each other,
no more guilt or shame,
because of all the pleasures
we've added to the game.

I love you mom and dad.

Give me your dark and decadently delicious desires,
the things you would never share with anyone you love;
those things in which you invest huge regret and gulit and shame...
yet secretly treasure because they make something in you ***.
        All of your unspeakable let it be spoken. embrace it, indulge it...  feel the hardness of your pen, how it throbs and pulses as your long slender fingers curl around it, working their way to the tip, teasing it to a wild frenzy.   Make every stroke of your pen spurt its steamy threads across the vulnerable nakedness of the ****** page and leave your passion dripping from its needy *******.

I know you read my journal,
I see the hunger in your eyes,
At night, when Mom is working,
I hear your trembling sighs.

I say a silent prayer for you,
and push my ******* to the floor,
I pray you'll have the courage ,
to step in my room and close the door.

I'll pretend i'm sleeping soundly,
you'll drink in my youthful naked form
exposed and unprotected,
it's just the two of us...alone.

as if in gossamer mists of slumber,
i'll caress my hairless **** and moan.
Come a little closer Daddy,
Mother's not at home.

Shhhhhhhhh, pretend your not there,
standing by my bed,
your **** all hard and throbbing,
glistening pre-*** on its swollen head.

I'm watching you rub and stroke it,
your nuts are tight and filled with ***.
and now you see my eyes are watching,
see my cherub lips ...extended tongue.

I know you read my journal,
and I know you know I've known,
don't waste the precious moments,
when Mother's not at home.

I wanna be your daddy's girl
and let you touch me all the time,
anywhere you want to that makes me beg and whine
... to be your daddy's girl.

It's hot it's wet, it's hungry;
It's young and smooth and tight,
It's longing for my daddy's touch,
so wrong but  OOOOOhhh so right.

Please me, tease me, I'm such a ***** girl!
Spank me, lick me, **** me,
pound my throbbing pearl.
Touch me any way you want to,
take me to your bed,
tie me, try me, taste me
all desires will be fed..

Daddy, read my journal.
It's all here for you to see,
Your Princess has a hunger,
and you're my remedy.