He didn’t adopt me to be his daughter, he wanted me to be his wife.
This happened several years ago. I was a happy little girl for a while, I lived with my mommy and daddy and grandma. I remembered when grandma had to go to an old folks home to live. It was sad, we all loved being together, but my parents both worked and caring for her became too difficult as her health got worse. One day at school a lady came and took me to the school office. That is when I found out my mommy and daddy both got in an accident by a drunk driver. They said I had to stay in a child’s home until my parents came out of the hospital. After a few weeks I found out my mother died immediately and my dad has been gone for almost two weeks. I never got to see them. I stayed at home for a few years. All the children are hoping to be adopted. The home also acts as our school. They only teach math and language. They teach a little German, French, Spanish, and English as it will give us a better chance to get adopted if we can speak a few words of their language. They even had us watch cartoons and shows in different languages. Everyone that comes wants babies or little kids under 2.
It was just after I turned 10 someone wanted to adopt me. We have people always coming by and looking at us. Usually They spend time with the child and make several visits before adopting them. I didn’t remember anyone doing that with me. I was nervous about going, the other children told me how lucky I was and I would get my own room, clothes, and toys. At the home we share everything. Nothing belongs to you.
Finally the day came. They made me wash really well that day and dressed me in new clothes that they said my new parents bought for me and they did my hair nice that day. Then they brought me to the office and I met a man that they said will be my new father. He bent down and shook my hand and I remember I couldn’t understand what all he was saying. I do remember him saying something about calling him daddy. We had a long trip on the train and then a long plane flight, until finally we landed in Canada. We stayed in a hotel room that night and then we drove a long, long way into the states. I have no idea how long in total it took us.
We stopped at a store and picked up some food. Then we drove for a while, maybe 30 – 45 minutes. Finally we came to a house that was like in the middle of nowhere, I don’t remember seeing any other houses or buildings close by. He showed me the house. It was nice and clean and had a much different feel than where I came from, it was a strange feeling, like trying to remember a faint dream. It had a large room with a sofa and a couple of other chairs, a table for eating, a kitchen, two other bedrooms each with their own bathroom. I figured the small room was mine and had very little in it. The large room you could tell was lived in. After showing me the house, I felt like there was something missing, but I couldn’t tell what.
He started making dinner for us and he turned the TV on for me and handed me the remote. I never used a remote before, but it was easy to figure out. I found cartoons I watched before and liked. So I watched while he cooked. We sat down for dinner and then I knew what was missing. There was no mommy. I tried asking him and I don’t think he understood or maybe I didn’t understand because his answer made no sense to me. We went ahead and ate dinner. Then he told me to wash up and get ready for bed. I went into my bathroom and there was no soap, no wash cloths, no towels. So, I looked around the room and the dressers and closet were emptied. I went to him and brought him into the bathroom and tried to tell him and show him. We did learn how to do some communicating, but some words I didn’t know how to say. He led me into his bathroom and he showed me everything and I understood I was to use his bathroom to wash. He then went to the closet and pulled something out of it and tossed it on the bed with a few things he pulled out of the dresser. He then pointed to them and I understood I was to put those on after I wash.
After I washed I went to the bed and picked up the night clothes he put on the bed. They looked expensive. They were all white silk and lace and very pretty, but they didn’t look like they would keep you warm or comfy at night. The panties took a while to figure out. I never had any like them before, but I did see some like them in a magazine, It was my first time wearing a thong. The top only covered my chest, my entire stomach wasn’t covered and the robe was just a lot of lace you could see right thru it and the stockings looked nice but didn’t’ give any warmth.
I walked out to the great room and he gave me a big smile and a big hug, He let me watch tv while he washed up, then when he was done he came and turned off the tv. I knew it was time for bed. I walked into my room and started to get on the bed. Then he tapped me on the shoulder and took me by my hand and led me into his room. He then indicated that he wanted me to climb into the big bed. So, I started to wonder if he was going to give me the big room and if he was going to take the smaller one. But, then he climbed in the beginning with me. He started off by giving me a big hug and started to kiss me on the lips. Then he kept his lips on mine, this became a long kiss and I started to feel uneasy. I was about to push him away and then I froze as I felt him slip his tongue into my mouth. I know this is how men and women that date or are married kiss. I didn’t know what to do for a moment. Then I started pushing him and saying, “NO, NO, NO!” We then pointed to himself and said Man, Husband and then pointed to me and said Woman, Wife. I replied, NO, NO I pointed to myself and said NO Woman, I Girl, I little Girl, I 10, I little girl. He then said the same, same wife. I just couldn’t find the right words and I couldn’t understand what he was trying to say. He started kissing me more and swirled his large tongue all around my mouth. I was too small to push him away. He then started to kiss my little nipples and that turned to sucking on them. I kept saying NO, I didn’t know enough words then to say much else. So, I just started crying as I was saying no. He then started licking me all the way down to between my legs. We really enjoyed that part. He was kissing, licking and sucking me all around my little pussy. He did that for the longest time. I was trying to get him off at first, but after a while I was so tired and I knew it was no use. I just gave up and let him do it. As I relaxed it actually started to feel nice. I was feeling a strange tingle in my belly and threw out my thigh and I found myself making little sounds of enjoying it. If he could have just kept doing that and nothing else, but what he did next. I couldn’t believe what he was doing and I pee from down there.
He started to not just lick around my little pussy lips he started to push his tongue inside and I remember how it scared me, I got such a shock of pain that I just screamed as loud as I could “NO!” I was yelling, please stop it hurts. I don’t think he understood what I was saying and he just kept licking. He then stopped licking deep inside and he moved his tongue up to the top of my pussy just inside the lips. I remember some of the older girls touching that part of themselves in the shower or in bed, they would breath heavily and make little sounds of moaning or grunting when they did it. I remember some of them being caught and the women running the child house would tell them to stop. That was a bad thing to do, only nasty little girls did that stuff and people only want to adopt sweet little girls. I couldn’t stop him, I couldn’t talk to him, all I could do was cry while he did it. Why was he doing this to me? I was sure he wasn’t supposed to be doing this. If any one knew I let him, they would think I was just a nasty little girl. As he was licking that spot I started to feel why those girls kept doing it. It was giving me tingles all over and I could feel my pussy get wetter and wetter and it wasn’t from his tongue. I was trying to say no, but all I could do was cry as I was moaning. I didn’t know what to think but I loved the way I was tingling all over. I found myself pushing my hips up into his face. I knew then that I wasn’t a good girl. I was a bad girl and my new daddy was a bad man. This made me want to cry but I didn’t want him to stop. It felt so good.
He then spread my legs apart and he moved up between my thighs. I saw him take hold of his cock with one hand as he used his other hand to spread my pussy lips apart. At that point I knew what he was going to try and do. His cock was so big that it would rip my little pussy apart if he tried to put it in me. He shouldn’t do that. That is only what mommys and daddys do. Then it all made sense to me, What he said before dinner, what he said earlier about men and women. He didn’t want to adopt me to be his daughter. He wants me to be his wife. I tried telling him I was only 10, but he didn’t care and I’m too little to stop him. I tried to push against his belly and hips to stop him, I was crying and shaking my head as I said NO! He just wouldn’t stop and there was nothing I could do about it.
I then felt the tip of his cock touch my little pussy, I knew it was going to hurt. I tried to close my legs but he was between them he then started pushing it in slowly and it started stretching me apart. I was screaming loudly to stop. He kept pushing it in and my body was shaking and he kept pushing it deeper and deeper. I felt something tear or pop, it just sent the sharpest and severe pain in my little pussy and I screamed so loud that nothing came out. He still wouldn’t stop. He kept pushing his cock in further and further until he had it all the way inside of me. I was crying and in pain and he was smiling away and moaning in pleasure as he was pushing his cock into me hard. Even though he was in all the way he kept pushing. He then started to pull out and push back in slowly over and over. He just kept moaning and grunting and breathing heavier and heavier. I was in such pain and I couldn’t wiggle away or push him off of me. After what seemed to take forever he finally stopped, after driving his cock in deep he just kept it in me deep as he caught his breath.
I finally stopped my crying and that’s when he started up again, he began pulling it out and thrusting it back in slowly and he started to do it faster and faster. He was moaning louder and louder and grunting every time he tried to make a deep thrust. His breathing got heavier and heavier. He was building up a lot of sweat and then I realized that I was moaning now. I was moaning in pleasure with every thrust he made. I found myself making every thrust he made by pushing my hips into his as I was trying to keep the rhythm with him. I don’t know why but it just started to feel so good. I wanted him to do it all night long. After a while that tingly feeling started to overtake my entire body, my body started to tremble and my arms and legs just wrapped around him and squeezed him tight ito me as I let out a very high pitch “yes, YES, YEEESSSSS!!!!” It felt so good. Then he started to push hard into me and he held it there for a while. I felt a warm sensation feel up the inside of my pussy, it just kept coming like I was getting on flush after the next. After a while he finally pulled out of me. He started kissing me with his tongue again and then he held me as he drifted off to sleep. I felt something leak out of my pussy several times during the night like it was oozing. I didn’t want to wake him so I kept quiet. Then in the morning I found all this white sticky stuff with streaks of blood in it coming out of my poor little pussy. I was scared at first, but he acted like it was O.K. and then he made me start my wifely duties. I am now pregnant with our second child.
