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 The Unfortunate Incident by NorthernGent {M/F, M/f, first, oral, toys,
incest}

   Ever notice more often than not, when it rains - it pours!  When you
hope for a half an inch or so, five inches in six hours fall.  That is a
little like what David Berkshire is experiencing right now.  But before you
can appreciate that, we should talk a little about David's past.  David is
very smart.  He graduated high school with a 4.82 GPA.  He excelled in math
and science classes.  In high school all his classes were honors and/or AP
classes.  Many were college credit classes.  Needless to say, he was the
Class Valedictorian.  In five years at collage, he completed studies and
received his BS as well as Masters in with a double major in Structural
Engineering and Architectural Design.

   In college is where he met his wife; Wendy Turner.  Or should we say
that she met him.  If truth be known, her parents sent her to college to
pick up her MRS.  Degree.  Besides her incredible beauty that most would
score 8.75 to 9.33 on the ten point scale, Wendy didn't have much going for
her.  She handled social situations like a champion.  Wendy always hung
around with the popular crowd, smiled at and hugged the `right' people, and
at all times befriended the less attractive and duller females in the
group.

   She continuously had a group of jocks hang around her.  If you were in
athletics, chances are you had been in Wendy.  She especially was partial
to Football and Basketball players, and would do Swimmers and Gymnasts if
they were built right.  She was eye candy for the others to see when she
was escorted by a jock.  The jocks knew it, and Wendy relished the
attention.

   Wendy's major was an English Literature.  Nothing else worked for her.
Either it taxed her brain too much or it cut into her social activities. 
At best you would say she was marginal with a 2.12 GPA, but when your
parents are paying for college, and you have no real interest to being
there anyway (other than the boys and beer) it was good enough.

   Mrs.  Turner had a different point of view though.  She knew the
athletes were fun and great party animals to have on your arm, but she also
knew that most would not have a professional career in athletics and a BS
in business may get you a job but it won't get you rich.  She also knew
that the extensive partying along with her sexual habits would take its
toll on Wendy's physical appearance.

   As Mrs.  Turner's grand-father often said, "It looks like it has been
rode hard and put away wet too many times." Mrs.  Turner knew all too well
what was at stake.  You see, college was where she found Mr.  Turner and
got her MRS.  Degree.

   During the summer between Wendy's sophomore and junior year, Mrs. 
Turner had long conversations with about lifestyle, financial security, and
the difference between a BS and a MS Degree can bring in a year. 
Explaining the monetary and economic facts of life to a shop-o-holic seemed
to be the best course of action for Mrs.  Turner.  She also explained that
Wendy only had two years to find a fellow, start a relationship, get him to
propose and marry the guy... otherwise she would be meeting guys in the bar
to try and find a suitable mate.

   When Wendy returned to college in the fall, she had a new set of
priorities with a goal of a MRS.  Degree in two years.  As it would happen,
Wendy and David would meet in a class that was required for the both of
them to receive their Bachelors' Degree.  It was a Humanities Course. 
David was taking it more as a make-up course to get the Humanities credit
(and as a required course for some classes he would be taking soon), while
Wendy thought it would be decorating dorm rooms.  Besides, in the catalog
it said "Humanities courses are good places to meet other people." On the
first day of class, the students would file in one by one and occasionally
in a group of two or three.  People would watch the entrance to see if
anyone they knew was also attending this class.  The room was pretty much
full with almost fifty students.  About two-thirds of the class was male
and one-third female.

   Then with just two minutes before the start of the lecture, Wendy walked
into the lecture hall.  There was an audible gasp from the male students as
she walked forward progressing down the aisle looking for a place to sit.
Her model like stature was a picture to behold.  She stood over 5'10" high.
She was slender, perhaps 110 to 115 pounds.  She had medium dark brown
hair, full eye brows, the most piercing dark brown eyes, a thin but nicely
shaped nose, luscious full lips all set in an oval framed head.  She had a
long neck that cascaded into wide shoulders.  Her chest supported a pair of
breasts that Eve herself would have loved to have.  They were large and
firm, but even her clothing couldn't conceal the fact they bounced with
each step she takes.  Her stomach was lean and longer than most women's. 
Her wide undulating hips and plentiful ass has a fluid motion as graceful
as an ocean wave.  She wore pants; however they were white hip huggers that
seemed to mimic her exact contours as though they were a layer of paint. 
She wore two inch heels, although she didn't need them to tower over most
of the males in the room.  The previous students who had come to class had
taken the seats to the back of the classroom, and the only ones left were
in the first two rows.  Her choices were to sit in the middle of the second
row... and have to climb over a couple of people to get there - or - to sit
in the front row.  She chose the front row.

   A couple of other students walked in the hall and found their way to the
second row.  Then David walked in and headed to the front row oblivious to
who was sitting there or what had just happened as Wendy had found her
seat. With-out really looking, David found only seats in the front row, and
that is where he sat.

   From the front of the room, a door opens.  A lady about forty-five or so
walked into the lecture hall.  Standing beside the podium, she looked at
the clock to her left.  When the second hand reached twelve, she said,
"This class is Interior Design - if you thought it was something else, you
are in the wrong place.  You should find out where you are supposed to be."
Students laughed.  She continued, "For those of you who should be here, I
am Dr.  Janet Hoffman.  My office hours are from 9:00 to 4:30, unless I am
in class.  Any questions or problems, you can e-mail me and we can schedule
a meeting, or if I am free you can drop in."

   "Starting at my left, your right, row by row I would like you to pair
off into study partners.  If the end of the row has one left over, you must
pair up with the first person of the next row.  You will have this partner
for the next month, for your projects," Dr.  Hoffman said.  With David and
Wendy next to each other, they were paired together.

   During the next month, David and Wendy had many study sessions and work
sessions together.  In this time Wendy learned that David would graduate
with his Masters at the same time she did with her Bachelors.  She learned
that David was a member of four fraternities; two of them were engineering,
one was for science and the last one was the only one she ever heard of -
Phi Beta Kappa, the most prestigious honor society in the United States. 
She found out that David was a member of Mensa, and has been for more than
ten years.  That he had won the state championship in Chess twice when he
was in Junior High.  He most likely would continue his streak except he
found it boring, and he wanted to use his time in more productive projects.
Two of his High School Science Fair projects went to National Competition,
one winning second place.

   The fact that impressed Wendy the most, the college had given David a
full four year ride for classes and dorm facilities.  Coupled with the
other scholarships, awards and grants - all his books were paid for.  About
the only thing David was responsible for was his meals in the dining hall,
but he worked that off as a Teaching Assistant for the Engineering
Instructor.  When Wendy asked David about working after college and how
much money would he be making, he replied, "I don't really know, I have two
job offers upon completion of my Masters studies for One hundred and fifty
thousand dollar a year plus signing bonuses - but I haven't sent out
resumes yet."

   "Exactly what Mom ordered!" Wendy thought.

   Wendy was still dating jocks, but one by one after vigorous lovemaking
with them, she would tell them that this was the last time, she was seeing
someone.  She spent more time with David.  Coffee shop meetings at first.
Walks around campus.  Then an occasional lunch or dinner.  They attended a
couple of student rallies and a few football games together.  On the field
at one of the football games, a couple of the players that Wendy had dated
were gazing at the student stands and spotted Wendy and David.  One of them
said, "That bitch dumped me for that guy... He must be hung like a horse."
"Me too!  I just don't get it." the other replied.

   Wendy and David were spending a lot more time together.  They attended a
few movies.  They went to student productions; several plays, a couple of
band concerts and the Winter Choir Fest before Christmas break.  After the
choir recital, they went back to his dorm room.  David thought it was time
to give her something.  Not that they had been going out for very long, but
it was Christmas and he probably should get her something... He handed her
a small wrapped box.  It was wrapped with snow flake patterned paper in
hues of blue and white, with a blue ribbon and white bow on top.

   "May I open this now?" she asked.

   "Please do," he replied.

   She removed the ribbon and tore open the paper to reveal a white
leatherette jewelry case, about eight inches wide and three inches deep. 
She opened the box, a huge smile fell across her face.  Not knowing exactly
what to get her he purchased her a simple gold necklace with an outline of
a gold heart and that has a Cubic Zirconia stone cut in the shape of a
heart suspended inside the heart outline from the point created where the
two hemispheres meet.

   "It is beautiful David!" she exclaimed as she took it out of the case.

   "Will you put it on me?" she asked as she handed him the necklace.  He
unfastened the clasp and from behind her, he reached over her head and
brought the necklace towards her body.  Fastening the clasp behind her
neck, the heart pendant falls exactly one inch below where her cleavage
starts.  To this day, in spite of everything that has happened, she has
never taken that necklace off for any reason.

   She appreciated the fact that David did not try to misrepresent the
stone as being a diamond.  That was clear by him leaving the tag in the box
that read, "Cubic Zirconia".  There was no pretense.  There was no
expectation of sex for the gift, that was not David's way.  It simply was
the sweetest gift that anyone has ever given her.  As she was closing the
box, she noticed a small white envelope had been behind the necklace.  She
opened the envelope and it contained a gift card.  Imprinted on the front
was the logo and store name of the Campus Bookstore.  Turning the card over
it read in part, "...for the sum of three hundred dollars."

   "What is this for?" she asked her voice slightly tense with the thoughts
she was thinking.

   "I wanted to give you a gift that celebrated our time of knowing each
other, you are a gift in my life and I have known you for three months," he
replied.  A lump raised in her throat, that was the kindest and considerate
thing any person had ever said to her.

   She leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the lips.  They had kissed
before, but this was a long passionate kiss.  He hugged her and she pulled
him closer.  Wendy could feel his erection growing.

   "Sit on the bed and close your eyes," she said.

   After his eyes were closed, Wendy quietly locked the door and stripped
naked.  She stood before him, just about two feet away from his knees; the
only thing she was wearing was the necklace he had just given her.  "I am
sorry, I didn't have time to wrap it properly... You can open your eyes
now!" she said with a little lilt in her voice.

   As David opened his eyes the vision before him was so stunning he could
only gasp.  "David, I give you ME for Christmas!" Wendy proclaimed.  It may
have been a gift for David, however Wendy hadn't had sex for over two
months, she was horny as hell and she was going to have some tonight.

   David was no virgin, but the magnificent elegant marvel that stood
before him eclipsed any that had come before.  As he cast his eyes up and
down her superb body, he could only utter moans in his astonishment.  He
guessed her measurements to be 38D-22-36.

   Those broad shoulders that looked so large when dressed, looked perfect
when the clothing was removed.  A perfect set of breasts adorned her chest.
Starting at just above her arm pits, they slanted outward to form two
flawless hemisphere round orbs.  They were firm round breasts protruding
from the chest proudly.  There was no sag in her tits, only a fold in the
skin at the chest which allowed the mass to fall an inch and a half
creating the ball like curve on the underside of her breasts.  An inch wide
cleavage between the glands cradled the heart pendant hanging from the
necklace.

   Wendy's nipples were just a little higher than the widest portion of her
breasts.  Her areoles were a solid two inches across and her nipples were a
half inch across and a little more than a half an inch tall.  You could see
Wendy's rib cage, but there was a nice cushion of meat that she didn't
appear boney.  Below her chest she slimmed down to a twenty-two inch
stomach.  Her hips widened to thirty-six inches or so.  Dark brown pubic
hair was just above her pussy.  It was trimmed in a neat skinny triangle.
Excess hair beyond the skimpiest of bikinis was removed.  Modeling for
David, Wendy did a gentle turn revealing her backside to him.  There was a
gentle curve of her back to the roundest buttocks David has ever seen. 
When she was totally turned away from him, she bent down and held her
ankles with her hands while her knees were strait and locked.  Then she
reached around with her hand and spread her ass checks revealing her ass
and pussy to him.  And those long shapely well turned legs!

   "Awesome!" David was finally able to say.

   "The management of this establishment has determined that you are
overdressed sir, please allow me to help you with that," she insisted as
she pushed him back into a lying position.  Leaning over to unfasten his
pants, Wendy's breasts hung with her nipples a full six inches from her
chest.  As she moved her arms and hands her tits swayed back and forth
independent of each other.  It reminded David of how boats move while being
tied to the dock when a wave laps against their hulls.

   He reached out to touch the floating globes before him, when Wendy
teased, "Ah.  Ah.  Ah... You don't get to touch yet!"

   Wendy stripped David of his clothes.  Then she asked, "Do you have any
ties?"

   "Over there on a hook inside the closet door," he replied.  Wendy walked
over and opened the closet door.  There were six ties.  She removed them
from the hook and walked back to the bed.  She proceed to tie his feet and
hands to the four corners of the bed.

   She puffed up the pillows under his head so he could watch what she was
about to do to him.  David was prone on the bed, then Wendy sat on the bed,
reached out her hand and very slowly stroked his penis to full erection. 
He boobs rippled with movement as she moved her hand up and down David's
penis.  With her other hand she massaged his balls.  David was enjoying the
attention he was getting.  Soon his heart was beating stronger and his
breath was forced.  Wendy had seen this reaction from her other love
interests just before they would cum.  She eased the pressure and slowed
her pace enough to stop David from cuming.

   After a couple of minutes, she quickened the pace once again.  She
increased the pressure of her stroke as well.  She paid special attention
to focus on David's penis head.  After about ten minutes, she could sense
that David was about to climax.  And again she slowed her tempo and
lessened the pressure she was applying to his penis.

   Again after a short passage of time at a steady controlled stride, she
accelerated the stroke and force of compression around David's dick.  Once
again, David was at the brink of an orgasm, and once again Wendy
decelerated her stroke and grasp.

   David was in agony.  His balls were ready to erupt.  His penis was
manipulated to extreme sensitivity.  She performed the hand job with
ultimate skill and enthusiastic implementation, but she would not let him
cum.  The only thing he could do was moan, squirm and prey that she would
allow him to finish.

   Using all the skill and knowledge from her experiences with past lovers,
she was able to maintain this playful torture for another hour.  David was
begging Wendy to let him finish off.  Finally after the seventh almost
sexual apex, Wendy asked, "Do you want to cum?"

   "Badly!" he answered.

   "Do you only want to cum in me?" she asked prolonging his torment.

   "Yes!" he shouted.

   "Don't you think you should ask before cuming in a lady?" she inquired.

   "God, Wendy can I cum in you?" he yelled.

   With that, Wendy changed positions, and began to give David the best
blow job he has ever had.

   After a few short minutes, his hyper-sensitized dick erupted in an
orgasmic spew that seemed to last forever.  Wendy swallowed every drop. 
Covered with sweat, David lay almost motionless with the sexual release,
happy he finally had an orgasm.  "An orgasm that the prettiest women on
campus just swallowed," David thought with a slight smile on his lips.

   "How was that?" Wendy asked.

   "Fantastic!" David replied thinking that Wendy would untie him.

   "It is going to get better," she said looking in his eyes.  David noted
that she didn't untie him.

   "Better?  We are going to do more tonight?" he thought.

   Taking his dick in hand again, David almost gasp.  His member was highly
sensitive and responded to the stimuli Wendy was provided almost
immediately.  She began stroking his dick until it was rigid again.  She
knew that having gone once; she could now fuck him without fear of
premature ejaculation.  She straddled his hips facing him.  Her long legs
gave her enough height even in the kneeling position to have air between
his hips and hers.  She reached down a parted her pussy lips with one hand
and with the other she reached for David's dick and placed it at the
entrance to her vagina.  David could feel the hot moisture surrounding the
head of his dick.  "Now it is my turn!" Wendy exclaimed as she spread her
legs causing her hips to lower.  Slowly her vagina consumed David's dick
until their hips were as close as possible without being one.  She felt as
the head of his dick traveled the entire length of the orifice scraping the
width of her walls as it advanced.  When she reached to the extent she
could go, she made a mental note that he was as big as some of her lovers,
but he wasn't as small as some of them either.

   She felt a twitch insider her from David's dick.  She closed her eyes, a
smile came to her face and she said a quiet, "Yes!" Now it was time for her
to get to work.  She repositioned herself slightly so that the penis would
travel freely up and down her vagina while she did a rocking motion forward
and backward.  She was going to ride David's dick like a Texas Cowgirl
riding a palomino horse in a barrel race.

   David watched as Wendy rocked back and forth, and felt as his dick was
ridden to her deepest recesses and to just inside her, over and over.  Her
tits heaved with each rocking motion and slapped against her chest on the
recoil.  Her breathing became heaver.  Blood was rushing to her chest and
neck.  Her eyes were closed, but she lifted her head up and a little to the
right as though she were looking at a bird in flight.  David realized that
his own heart rate and breathing had risen when he heard Wendy start to
moan.  With-in minutes she was groaning his name with almost every thump as
their hips met.  David could hear the sloshing sound of air passing in and
out of her drenched pussy as his penis traveled her surrounding sheath.

   Their sexual excitement almost fed off of one another.  Wendy was
snorting his name with greater volume.  He could feel that his penis was
about to explode.

   "I am about ready to cum, Wendy can I cum in you?" he yelled.  With that
single statement, sexual pyrotechnics flooded Wendy's body.  She had a
massive orgasm.  However she still continued to milk David's penis with her
pussy until he had his orgasm.  And that is how their relationship was
confirmed.  She stayed the night.  As well as every night until Christmas
break.  When she went home, she told her Mother that she was in a
relationship with `a pretty good guy' to use her words.  Coming back to
school after the break, David and Wendy picked up right where they left
off. They decided that she should share David's dorm room.  He lived on a
co-ed floor and didn't have a roommate.  She informed Student Services and
moved at the beginning of the new semester.

   When Valentine's Day happened, David presented an engagement ring and
asked if she would marry him.  She accepted both the ring and the offer. 
Although they didn't set a date, they both agreed that it would be sometime
after graduation.  Four months later, they set a date.  Graduation would be
the first Saturday in June, they would marry the following Saturday.

   At twenty-three, David had his Masters in two fields.  He had a
magnificent picturesque wife twenty-two years old with her own BS degree in
English Literature.  He will start his new job in three weeks (after the
honeymoon).  Life was good.

   Perhaps it was a mistake, miscalculation, or just a fluke of nature, but
Wendy got pregnant.  One year later, almost exactly to the day from their
wedding, Wendy delivered a baby girl.  David was pleased as he could be.  A
beautiful daughter that had many features just like her Mother in many
ways. And if you were to ask him privately, he kinda enjoyed the fact that
Motherhood also gave Wendy DD's for him to suck on.  Wendy was concerned
about the "baby fat" she acquired.  As it would turn out, she lost that in
the first three months and is back to her old fit self again - with a few
stretch marks over her tummy and breasts.

   Being the father of such a beautiful daughter would make any dad
happy... David is so proud of his daughter - he carry's to the next level
of an arm load of adjectives; pleased, satisfied, gratified, honored,
delighted, fulfilled just some of them.  He adores his daughter!  Wendy and
David named the bundle of joy; Lilly Marie Berkshire.  Later David would
start calling her Tiger because of her tomboy ways and as a humorous
attempt at a Tiger Lilly reference.  It is now eleven years later.  David
is 35, Wendy is 34 and Lilly is eleven and a sixth grader at the Edgemont
Academy for Higher Learning.  It is one of the more influential private
schools in the state.  In one respect, Lilly is a latch key kid.  She
usually gets home about an hour before her father.

   Lilly has grown to be her own person.  She is inquisitive, and very
curious about things.  She always asks questions until she fully
understands whatever she has an interest in.  People would say she is cute.
Some might be correct in saying she was a bit precocious, opinionated, a
mischievous child, and impish.  Her grandmother calls her `Rascal' for good
reason.

   Physically, she is five foot and three inches high and weighs one
hundred and ten pounds.  A little taller and a little lighter than most
girls her age, but with her mother's genes one should expect that.  She has
her mother's dark brown hair and brown eyes.  She has adorable freckles on
her cheeks and across her nose.  Lilly is at that tender age where her
breasts haven't developed, as her grandmother would say, flat as a pancake!
However, her nipples have just developed the faintest protrusion from her
chest.  The only real sexual feature Lilly possesses is her ass.  On an
otherwise shapeless up and down body, her buttocks are the size and shape
of cantaloupe halves.  Firm and smooth, she knows how to give them the cute
little wiggle when she wants something from her Dad.

   Remember the statement at the beginning of the story; "Ever notice more
often than not, when it rains - it pours!  " Well that sums up the past two
months of David's life.  About a year ago, Wendy left David and filed for a
divorce.  They had to attend counseling, but there was no reconciliation
coming from those sessions.  She left

   David to continue an affair with her boss; Reginald Carver.  He happens
to be a six foot - nine inch tall fellow who weighs in at two hundred and
thirty pounds.  For those keeping track of such things, he wears a size
fifteen shoe.  He played basketball in college.  He played professional for
five years and now is a business man who owns two restaurants, a car
dealership, and a travel agency.  Wendy works at the travel agency.

   Reginald is funding the legal team that is handling Wendy's case.  About
six weeks ago, the letter finalizing the divorce was hand delivered to
David at work.  This was very hard on David because his is still very much
in love with Wendy.  Among the items in the decree was that David got Lilly
and the house and the furniture.  Wendy got all the financial assets
including their bank accounts (with the exception of five thousand
dollars), stocks, bonds and she can cash in their whole life insurance
policies.  Roughly speaking, that is about 1.6 Million Dollars and change.

   David has a huge legal bill.  His home insurance and taxes are due on a
one million six hundred thousand dollar house.  The washing machine died.
The lease payment on the car is due as well as the mortgage.  David's job
performance suffered because of the divorce proceedings looming overhead.
Today the partnership voted to give him a six month severance package and a
half hour to pack his personal things.

   Meanwhile, Lilly has been home for about fifteen minutes.  The divorce
has had its effect on her too.  She misses her Mother terribly.  Lilly has
many thoughts about her being the reason that Wendy left (even though David
has told her that it is not her fault).  At times she would sneak into the
spare bedroom where her dad has moved Wendy's things that she left behind.
Lilly would look at pictures of her mom.  She would peek into her mom's
cosmetic case.  She would sit and stare at her mom's fashion designers
original clothing.  Occasionally, she would wear some of Mom's jewelry that
was in the jewelry box on the dresser.  She looked through boxes of stuff
from high school and college that her mom left behind.

   Today, Lilly was looking through the closet.  Hanging in the extreme
right side of the closet was a garment bag hanging on the rod.  Lilly
reached in and took it from the closet.  She laid it on the bed.  Unzipping
it, inside she found a dress that she had never seen before.  It was a
beautiful peach colored satin with white flower-patterned stitchery pattern
sewn throughout the fabric.  Although she did not know it, this is the
dress that her mother wore at the wedding reception.  It was never worn
again.  Lilly took it out of the garment bag.

   She wanted to see what it would look like on her body.  She took off her
shoes.  She then took off her shirt and pants and dropped them on the
floor. The underwear Lilly was wearing was one of those cotton sets for
little girls.  A full coverage training bra and matching panties.  They
were light pink with white trim adorned with zig zag stitching.  The bra
has white stretchy straps over the shoulders.  The bra also had white daisy
flowers appliques where the straps met the bra and in the center of the bra
front where the bra dipped the lowest.

   She took the dress, and put it on.  The dress was a backless dress with
a collar that slipped over the head.  In the front it had a plunging
neckline that was clearly designed with someone that had Wendy's physique.
Although she was wearing an adult dress and she had an eleven year old
body, she did not see that the cleavage fell to her belly button.  Nor the
fact that her bra was ninety percent exposed.  She didn't care that the
back fell below her butt... for this moment she was the prettiest princess
in the world.

   She walked around the room, lifting the dress so she could walk.  She
made her way to the full length mirror.  "Beautiful!" she thought.  She was
about to get a necklace when she walked over to the dresser.  She wondered
what was in the drawers.  She opened the top drawer.  Panties and bras -
"Way too big for me," she thought.

   Closing the first and opening the second, she found tops.  Then she
closed the second and looked in the third, sweaters and swim suits.  She
closed that drawer and opened the last.

   The drawer was empty except for two things.  A brown thing and what
looked like a TV remote.  She picked up the brown thing.  It was heavier
then she would have thought.  Along what appeared to be the bottom in
raised letters it read; The Chocolate Experience.

   The label cast in the base read; "The Chocolate Experience - A vibrator
sculpted for the size, feel and pleasure of the real thing.  10 functions
of vibration and pulsation with powerful motor in the tip and 3 speed
vibration motor mounted in balls, with an easy to operate touch power
control.  Rigid yet flexible SilkenSkin material covering a jelly substance
for authentic feel, vibrator with large penis head adorned with thick veins
along the entire shaft for pleasure.  The incredible harness compatible
suction cup base offers hands-free pleasure and satisfaction.  Waterproof!

   Feel your multi-speed vibrating The Chocolate Experience tonight. 
Vibrating sex toy requires 3 C sized batteries, not included.  Do not leave
batteries in the vibrator between uses.  A water based lubricant is
recommended.  Always clean before and after use.  Length including Suction
Cup: 14"

   Length not including Suction Cup: 12.6" Diameter: 2" Insertable Length:
10" Material: Elastomer

   Vibrator Intensity: Weak to Very Strong Vibrator Noise Level: Quiet to
Loud Batteries: 3 C size"
Lilly reached down and picked up the remote.  It had two green buttons
at the top.  On marked `Tip', the other marked `Balls'.  Under that was two
keypads.  One with buttons marked one through ten.  The other one

underneath with three buttons marked one through three.

   On the bottom side of the remote the label cast in the plastic read; The
Chocolate Experience Remote - requires 2 AA batteries.

   Lilly turned the remote back over and pressed the tip button.  The tip
button and the number six button lit up.  The vibrator started to tremble
in her hand with an audible sound.  She pressed the number three, the
vibrator slowed the quiver and the volume of sound diminished.  She pressed
the balls button and it glowed along with the number three button.  The
vibrator pulsated with a different action from the other end of the
vibrator.  Lilly then pushed the number ten on the tip key pad.  The
Vibrator shook with a mighty force.  Her hand seemed to grow numb with the
vibrating oscillation.  She pressed the Tip button and the Balls button and
the vibrator came to rest.  She pressed the buttons again and they resumed
the vibrating at the rate it was set for when she turned off the unit.  She
pressed the buttons again to turn the unit off.

   Lilly sat on the bed with the vibrator in one hand and the remote in the
other.  She knew that it was shaped like a penis... but she didn't know
why. What is its purpose?  Why would you want one?  Why did her mom have
it?

   David drove into the driveway and parked back by the garage.  "Thank God
I am home," he thought as he looked at the speeding ticket lying in the
passenger seat.  Seventy-four in a Sixty, and David would have to admit
that the officer was being kind.  But this was going to cost him one
hundred and eighty five dollars in fines and court costs.  It would add two
points to his driver's record, and goodness knows how much that is going to
add in his auto insurance rates.  With a car full of personal items from
the office, he was going to find Lilly to help out.

   He got out of the car, got a box out of the back seat, and walked to the
front door.  He walked into the back door.  Closing the door, he walked to
the kitchen table and sat the box down.

   Upstairs, Lilly heard the back door slam shut.  "Shit, Dad is home" she
thought.  She had to get this dress back in the closet.  She hurried to
remove the dress and hang it back into the garment bag in the closet.  She
took off the dress and started to hang it on the hanger, she looked at the
bedroom door - her dad was standing there.  She knew she was in trouble!

   "What in the hell are you doing in here?" David yelled as he looked at
his half-dressed daughter.

   "I was just looking at mommy's stuff," Lilly replied.

   With all the frustrations of the day, this is not the day that David
needed to find his daughter anywhere near this room, let alone browsing
through his ex-wife's stuff.  Then he recognized the dress that Lilly was
holding.  It pulled at his already strained heart-strings.  "Give me that!"
he commanded.  Lilly handed David the dress and the garment bag.  He hung
the dress on the hanger, placed it in the garment bag, and put it back into
the closet.

   When he turned around, Lilly was holding the vibrator and remote in her
hands, and she asked, "Daddy what is his for?"

   He looked at the sex toy.  Although he hadn't thought of it before, it
was like someone had just flipped on the switch.  "That bitch bought that
at the same time she started her affair with that black bastard Reginald!"
It should be noted that David is not a racist, but this particular black
man was stuffing the sausage in his wife... there were some bad feelings.

   Seeing his daughter dressed only in her underwear cradle the icon of
Reginald's cock in her hands, David snapped.  All the hurt, anger,
frustration and pain came together at this single moment.

   Flinging his daughter on the bed, he reached down and forcibly removing
her panties, he yelled "Don't you dare move!" Lilly had never seen her dad
this furious before.  He spread her legs and taking the vibrator and remote
from her hands, he placed the penis head at the entrance of her virgin
vagina and shoved the shaft into her with all his might, yelling "This is
what your cunt mother did with it!" She screamed as the item bore into her
hymen breaking it, then gliding down her unlubricated vagina till it
stopped resting at her womb.  David was out of control and he knew it.  He
throws the remote as hard as he could across the room, and stormed out of
the room.

   He fumes as he walks out of the house.  Of all the things that he has
suffered for the past couple of months, strike that, the past year... to
come home to find Lilly playing with Wendy's sex toy.  The more he thought
about it, the closer he got to the point that Lilly did not do anything
wrong - he had.  As he carried the last box into the house from the car, he
thought he better apologize.  He walked up the stairs and could hear the
faint echoes and reverberations of a child crying, it sounded more like
whimpering.  He walked into the spare bedroom to see his daughter still
lying in the same position he had left her in.  Tears were streaming down
her face.  The expression on her face was one of pain and distress.  She
was covered with sweat.  Her hair was wet.  Her bra was drenched.  On the
bed was a stain of vaginal blood and the bed covering was soaked in pussy
lubricant and cum.  The vibrator had been humming at full speed since David
had thrown it against the wall.  He would find out later that Lilly had
suffered five strong orgasms, and was about to have her sixth when he
walked back into the room.  David slowly pulled the vibrator out of her
pussy, and then he found the remote and turned the device off.  He
correctly figured that when he threw the remote into the wall, it depressed
the on buttons on impact.

   Lilly was exhausted from the orgasms.  She suffered from dehydration. 
Her leg and arm muscles were trembling from the experience.  Her stomach
muscles were cramping.  She couldn't even move without help.

   Tears were coming from David's face seeing his daughter in this
condition.  "I am sorry Tiger - I am so sorry!" he kept repeating over and
over.  He would never hurt his daughter intentionally, but this one time
when everything bad that could happen to him, put him in a situation he
could have never imagined.

   David picked his skin dampened up from the bed and took her to the
bathroom.  He sat her on the toilet while he poured her a warm bath.  Again
he picked her up and gently placed her in the bathtub.  As she soaked in
the tub, he went down stairs and poured her a glass of Gatorade.  He
brought it back to the tub and had her drink it.

   David couldn't say much except that he was sorry.  But Lilly really
couldn't understand much, she was somewhat in a state of shock.  She didn't
know what had happened to her body.  Her dad and her haven't even had `the
talk' yet.  Anything that David would have said at this point would not
have been heard.

   The warm water felt good on her throbbing pussy.  She was sore.  Her
head hurt from crying so much.  Her muscles ached.  She felt weak.  After
the bath, David gave her another glass of Gatorade and a couple of aspirin.
That night she didn't eat supper.  She didn't talk either.  When it was
time for bed, she didn't go to her room; she went to the spare bedroom
instead.  She didn't wear her pajamas, nor did she have on her panties, the
clothing was too much for the sensitive skin.  David did not press the
issue.

   When David checked on her as he has always done before he goes to bed,
she was lying wide awake looking at the ceiling.  About two-thirty he
checked on her again, she was still lying there awake.  About five-o-clock,
he checked on her, she was finally asleep.  Around seven-thirty, David
called the school.  "I am afraid that Lilly won't be coming in today, I
hope she has the 24 hour bug, but she may have the three day kind," he
said.

   It was almost noon when Lilly got up.  She went to the bathroom and then
walked downstairs.  David was seated at the kitchen table when she walked
in.  Still naked, David could see her labia were still puffy and bruised.
She walked with her legs a little further apart than normal, and with each
step, her face would cringe just a little.

   "Good morning Tiger", he said without mentioning the fact she was naked.
She didn't say anything in return.

   "I called school and said you were ill... I thought you could use the
day off," he added.

   Without saying a word, she got a glass of milk, ate a banana, and left
the kitchen.  She went back to spare bedroom and again crawled into bed. 
It was about five-o-clock when David heard the toilet flush.  Lilly came
down stairs, still naked.

   "Hi Tiger," David said.  Lilly ignored him.  She went to the cupboard
and took out the box of Strawberry Pop Tarts, a bag of plain potato chips
and a package of cookies then went back upstairs.  David noticed that she
still looked swollen and her gait was a bit wider than normal.

   While David knew he was the reason that Lilly was not talking to him, he
still was a little hurt that she did not acknowledge him.  "I'd better do
something fast," he thought.

   He called the pizza place about a mile away.  He ordered a large all
cheese pizza - her favorite.  He also ordered a serving of bread sticks
with sauce.  And he ordered a two liter of Root Beer, her favorite
beverage. A medium Meat Supreme for himself.  The order came in about
twenty-five minutes.

   When it arrived he paid the delivery guy for the order and gave him an
extra five and said, "Keep the change." He took everything to the kitchen
left his pizza on the table.  He got a glass from the cupboard, when to the
refrigerator and filled it with ice from the ice maker.  Then with her food
and beverage, he went upstairs to the spare bedroom.

   "I thought you might like some supper," he said as he entered the room.
She looked away, her gaze was focused somewhere outside the window.  He
left the order on the bed and walked back down stairs.

   When David went to bed, he peeked in on Lilly.  She was still in the
spare bedroom.  He didn't think she had returned to her bedroom since the
incident.  The leftover pizza and bread sticks were in their boxes on the
night stand next to the bed.  The remaining cookies, chips and Pop Tarts
were on the other night stand.  The empty glass was on that night stand as
well.  The remaining Root Beer was in the bottle on the floor by the bed.

   Lilly was laying on her back.  She was looking up at the ceiling.  David
noticed that she was fondling her pussy.  Not in a sexual way, more an
exploratory caress.  She touched herself feeling the puffy pussy lips. 
"Good Night Tiger," David said as he turned and walked to his bedroom.

   The following morning David was drinking his morning coffee when he
heard the toilet flush followed shortly by water running in the tub.  About
twenty minutes later, he heard her footsteps coming down the stairs.  When
she walked into the kitchen naked again, David said, "Good Morning Tiger."

   After a couple of minutes of silence, Lilly asked, "What is that thing?"


   David knew the question was going to be asked at some point, he just
didn't expect it to be the first words that she would speak.  "It is called
a vibrator," he answered.  She turned around and walked back upstairs. 
David didn't see her until close to noon.  When Lilly walked into the
living room she only wore a long t-shirt.  It almost covered her butt, but
not quite.  She was carrying the vibrator in one hand and the remote in the
other.  Placing both on the coffee table she said, "I have questions."

   And that started a five hour conversation about the Birds and the Bees.
It ended with a couple of unexpected results.  Both Lilly and David ended
up naked.  Lilly gave her first blow job and had David's cum leaking out of
her pussy, but not necessarily in that order.  She got an allowance
increase to twenty-five dollars a week and the purchase of a sex toy every
week of her choice.  All Mom's stuff was now Lilly's.

   Lilly proposed that her Dad would fuck her every night.  He negotiated
for three times a week.  But with her sleeping in his bed now, she won out
by default.  She called them PPP's (for Pussy-Penis Playtime).  Eventually
they became PPPP's (for Pre-teen Pussy-Penis Playtime) when she invited her
girlfriends over.  David got to deflower a lot of Lilly's friends - but
that is another story entirely.

   Now you know how one unfortunate incident made a thirty-five year old
man the sex slave of an eleven year old girl.

   EPILOG

   With his sex life back on track and the issues handled, David started
his own company as an Engineering Consultant.  Whenever he needed to
travel, he always took his daughter on trips.  As for Lilly, well her mom's
genetics caught up with the young girl - by the time she was thirteen, she
was wearing `C' cup bras - that is when she wore bras.

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   Disclaimer

   The Unfortunate Incident is a work of fiction.  Names, characters,
places, situations and incidents either are products of the author's
imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or
locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.  People's
names in the story may or may not be similar to actual names; however the
process of name selection for the characters was derived from an electronic
process more akin to chance instead of selecting an actual person's name.
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