I put a hand to her breast, waiting for her to tense as she had the previous day but she just smiled at me. She then lifted her top a little which I r...alised was an invitation to put my hand inside. Her breasts were lovely, bigger than Mary’s and obviously Jane’s. I caressed gently as we kissed, occasionally tweaking a nipple. I could feel them stiffen and grow as I played. I slowly raised her top until her beautiful breasts came into view, then lowered my head and took a nipple in my mouth. Some say they are better off with their mothers, as she would know what they are experiencing, but as the following story shows, something else happens, jealousy.Then there are the girls brought up single handed by daddy, his needs are different and the girl suddenly finds herself in a more demanding and in some cases, a more rewarding experience, as my second story shows.Perhaps after reading both you might have experienced either or either, and wish to comment, and if so, thank you in. I'll never know for sure; it's not something that we discuss.It was some months after Aida's funeral, that I received a very strange letter from her solicitor. My father was acting as executor to Aida's will, so I couldn't understand why the guy wished to know who my solicitor was. When I called him to ask why he wanted to know, he gave me some bullshit about wanting to know who represented Emily nowadays and knowing that she was using the same guy I was he was asking me instead of upsetting. Unruled, unparalleled, unmatched, untamed.Two new stories will be coming hopfully by the end of the weekend. The Moon, Immortal Night.I hope you like the stories as I put a bit of oldfashioned horror into my collection of mostly original stories.Tanya hurried down the the street. She had a sense someone was watching her... Stalking her... Hunting her. Tanya, who had just graduated highschool, was one of the most popular students. She was on the basketball team and track team. Everything seemed.