I told him I wish I had a dad to do it for me. " not all dads do." He said, " most don't want to know about it, and others know their sons play with i... but don't want to say anything". Well I wish my mother would do it then. He said" moms are different, they think it's naughty and boys that play with it should be punished so they'd stopI. But it's natural, and as you get older you're going to want to play with it even more". Really? I said. Yes, he answered. I started shaking and I had a funny. Trapped In, by Amy Spencer** My first Fictionmania story! I've been reading for years, and finallydecided to put some fantasies on the page. Writing something short to getsome practice, I hope you all enjoy I give a little gasp when I gently push the end of the brush into my sopping cunny. Matching the pace of the sexy couple on the screen, I try hard not to moan my delights of pleasure. Grunting inwardly, I press my fingers rapidly against my clit, stimulating my impending orgasm even more. Just when Im about to explode around my beloved hairbrush, I hear knocking at my bedroom door. Acting quickly, I pull my hands away, push my legs down, and close my computer. My father peeks his head around. Slowing his thrusts, Wayne reached for my ankles, spreading my legs wide in front of him to pose me for his wife’s photos. She took several shots from a distance, slowly moving closer until the camera was capturing Wayne’s cock spearing into my anus. Returning my legs to his shoulders, Wayne raised himself up a little before leaning down over me, his cock penetrating even more deeply. Bending forwards he went to kiss me on my lips, and when I tried to turn my head to the side he grabbed my.