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Was I An Orphan? Part 1

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The story features elements of incest, BDSM and bisexual love.

As I write this I am nineteen,

I was born in Baja California, June 13th, 2005. My name is Daniela Benedict, I am tall, five foot ten and thin with large heavy breasts.

We immigrated in 2012 when before my seventh birthday, the Obama administration eased up and allowed immigration from Mexico, that's how the rabbit tells the story.

His woman is quiet about it and it is not good for either of us to speak openly about it.

I called him Papi then and he was a thug. After arriving in America we made our way North and settled in Seattle in the Wallingford district in a nice home, not really large, but we had a view to the South seeing Lake Union and beyond to Downtown Seattle and Capitol Hill and part of Queen Anne Hill.

We had lots of money and Papi paid cash for our home. Papi pays cash for everything. On my eighteenth birthday Papi and Mama took me shopping, for lingerie, cocktail dresses, stilettos and pumps with four to six inch heels. Mama and I are both large breasted. Hers are monstrous and real, still in her fifties now.Was I An Orphan? Part 1 фото

We went to a salon on Capitol Hill, both of us. I got a facial, all my fine hair on my upper lip was removed, along with the odd hair on my face and neck. My eye brows were thinned, they used a wax, which made the waxed portion itch, until the esthetician puts some cream on it. At the time I didn't know it, but Papi owned the salon for some of his colleagues still in Mexico.

The esthetician then waxed around my untouched virgin cunt, my thighs, my groin where my legs connected. It hurt so bad I screamed and started crying. Mama who was having the same thing done, ignored me. Cream was applied and the pain stopped. I have very long nipples amidst my dark areolas and the esthetician gently started rolling the nipple in my right breast as she applied more wax between bottom of my cunt and around my anus and then all over my very large, round ass.

Papi later explained although we were Mexican, we also had some African DNA.

She would not stop with the nipple and it was as if it was connected to my cunt which began to flood with liquid. I had never masturbated or touched myself having been scared shitless by the nuns at our parish and the priests who were in my K through eight at St. Anne's on Queen Anne Hill. I started grunting and moaning and when the wax concluded, I had my first orgasm screaming in Spanish, "Jesús Cristo".

Mama said, "Hush!"

Which I heard, but it did not register. I looked at the esthetician with deep longing and need, involuntarily licking my lip. I silently mouthed, 'Fuck me.'

She was Mama's age, slightly plump with huge tits and a huge ass. She stared at me, and she was a stunningly beautiful woman named Carmen. She was Papi's lover and bore him four children, three boys and a daughter. She was apparently bi-sexual and nodded yes and mouthed Monday.

Next door was a place that did ear piercing. That took two hours, as both ears from the lobe up the side had nine piercings, nine being Papi's lucky number. I had these little safety studs in all eighteen holes.

We stopped in at Mojitos which was pretty close to our home next to Green Lake. I had three empanadas and a Coca Cola. Papi and Mama each had a Pork sandwich, 'Mama asked the waitress for a steak knife so she could split her sandwich.'

I watched her cut her sandwich into two thirds, one third portion for her and give the two thirds portion and all the fries to Papi. Immediately I picked up my plate and held it up my plate for Papi and he took two of them and smiled at me which caused my insides to melt and I blushed and said softly, "Papi."

Mama smiled at me too. She was wearing a strapless red dress, of silk that stuck to her like wet toilet paper. I could see her areolas, outlined that were three inches across. When she was cutting the sandwiches I was enthralled as her breasts shook and jiggled, apparently causing her nipples to distend which were thick and very long. Longer than mine.

She had to be one of the most beautiful women alive and my reaction to that was bothersome, I found myself biting my lower lip. Having my first orgasm at the hands of a bisexual woman apparently opened my eyes to other possibilities.

I was wearing a skin tight, white cotton dress with spaghetti straps that showed off my cleavage and was for all intents an purposes as a shear wife beater tee shirt, each tit and areola visible, along with my nipples.

My lips were naturally plump and Papi insisted that I wear crimson lipstick, just a bit outside the lines. As we left the ear piercing shop I saw that I looked like a back up dancer to a music video. Why not I thought, Papi wants a slut daughter, here I come.

I knew the slut swagger, Mama had it down pat, which made me wonder if she fucked people other than Papi, time would tell. Papi would spank either of this for the slightest hint of disrespect or for his sense that either of us had acted as he called it estupida (stupid) after this day, I regularly watched him spank Mama as she watched him swat my ass. I was certain he enjoyed it.

Papi drove us home in our Cadillac Escalade. Unlike the rest of the neighborhood nobody parked in Papi's spot. We had very long cement stairs leading up to our porch. I walked behind Mama. Her red dress slid up revealing her ass and her cono (cunt) was visible. This felt like some weird movie and my cono was leaking like a faucet onto my thighs and groin. Just then I felt Papi's big hand on my hip and right ass cheek, with his thumb at the top of my butt crack. He was softly squeezing me. I stopped and let him continue unable to walk further as his squeezing increased. I looked over my left shoulder into Papi's eyes and said, "Papi I love you, what are you doing to me, " and I softly moaned just as his thumb rubbed my rosebud.

He picked me up as if I was his new bride and carried me the rest of the way up the cement stairs and up the wooden stairs into our home. Mama was at the door smiling at us. He carried me into his and Mama's bedroom, apparently mine now as well.

In my red stilettos I stood six foot three. Papi was six foot one inches tall and weighed maybe two hundred pounds and was physically hard and muscled. Mama pulled my dress down to the floor and I stepped out of it.

She had long red finger nails and showing them to me she reached down and began rubbing my slit, I had a landing strip left after the wax. I was sopping wet and she found this button at the top of my slit and rubbed and I half fell on to the bed. She did not stop and pushed her forefinger from her other hand, into my cunt and found another spot in my cunt and my back arched as my cunt flooded Mama's hand.

She put a pillow under my head and two more under my ass. Papi entered the room and pulled down his pants. Mama helped and pulled off his boxers, which caused this long and bent dick to pop up against his belly. Mama dropped to her knees in front of Papi and shortly filled her mouth with part of his dick and bobbed up and down. I could not move at the sight of her taking his dick into her mouth and moving up and down on it, "Murmuring, Papi, "when she took a second to kiss his organ.

Then they were both staring at me. Perhaps it was genetic memory, but I put my hands in the crook of my knees as my heart pounded waiting for Papi to take me. I knew from reading about it that this was going to hurt. All I could think about was becoming Papi's woman or second wife, carrier of more of his children.

I was startled watching him crawl between my legs and my proffered cunt, his dick was long and thick, weird thought was I was glad I was tall, because my cunt was longer than a short woman's cunt. I was wet and he pushed that thick uncut dickhead into me, stretching me causing me to say, "It's way too big for me Papi, you are such a semental (stallion) Jesus fucking Cristo, Madre de Dios, so big, so fucking big.

I looked down and he was two inches or so in, and there was so much more to push in. I looked up at him and he had this loving smile looking at me and I said, "I love you Papi, fill my tummy with our babies."

Mama reached down and once more started playing with the button again and Papi stretched me more, but there was no pain now as Mama's rubbing provided more lubrication and he was in me all the way. "I'm so full Papi, I'm a yegua (mare ) to my semental (stallion). I will be your second wife forever Papi.'

He had such stamina fucking me driving me to one orgasm after another. At some point my feet became locked behind his head. Mama started pulling on both my nipples while she kissed me deeply with her long tongue. I came so hard when he drained his balls and I said, "No mas Papi, mi cono hurts, Papi I love you so much."

I did fall asleep. I was awaken to Mama going to town on my cunt cleaning up Papi's cum in me. That night she taught me how to eat pussy, banged me and for the love of God, she was tender and loving, she actually had three fingers in me.

After making love to me most of the night until dawn, I started sobbing, overwhelmed by the last twelve hours.

She said, "What's wrong baby?

"I love you Mama, as in if, Papi were gone, I'd want to be your wife. You're so beautiful and so sexy. I'm so confused."

"I don't know what I'd do without you."

Papi had been gone for months, not returning that night and doing things. We were alone and I fell hopelessly in love with her. She had forgotten more about sex than anyone I'd ever know.

She banged me in our kitchen as I washed dishes. She started fucking me with a dildo attached to a harness. The first time it was smaller than Papi, but gradually she built me up to a big, thick, black dick with veins. Once there, no sense of getting smaller, right. Then it was positions. Missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl.

The only reason I preferred missionary is it was like making love, she kissed me tenderly, our breasts mashed together as our sweat was on our necks and I'd look at her and tell her how much I loved her. Pure orgasmic delight was me on all fours.

Papi had left a driver for the Escalade who took us to mass and shopping and for me to and from school. I was getting besieged by boys to date and I did want to go on dates.

I attended Bishop Blanchett High School just to the East of Green Lake. Papa had the driver teach me to drive and I went to driver's education. I passed the test and all of a sudden we owned a rebuilt Isuzu 1990 Trooper, which was an SUV with stout engine and easily used four by four.

Mama explained that I would only be allowed to date if I drove. Before the first date we fucked off and on all long, I buried my face in her cunt, I knew how to find her g-spot and pushed her into orgasm after orgasm. We had quesadillas with Cotillo cheese, apple slices and lemon sherbet with pickled pears.

Papi had been gone for a year now. We had showered and made love in the sixty nine position, where I had access to her moist cunt and her pucker. Usually, I reserved butt play for when she was close to release, today, wanting to treat her I made love to her rosebud. I started with blowing on it. Then softly licking all around it in the transition from her white skin to the darker ring, not touching her pinkness and she was moaning and pushing into my face.

Then my pointed tongue was two inches into her poop chute, in and out I went. I touched her clit with my finger and she came so hard and lay comatose on me after she was done thrashing around.

She slowly slid off me. Her back was against me. I turned being the big spoon to her little spoon. Mashing my tits against her back, I put my arm under head and we both tried to get closer, which was physically impossible.

I kissed her neck, closed mouth, soft lingering, smelling the shampoo in her hair and something clicked in my mind. I kissed her again. I said softly, "You know that I'm in love with you baby, with all my heart, right?"

She pushed her soft luscious bottom against my thighs and tummy in response. I cupped one of her soft tits in my hand caressing it. She was moaning softly.

Time to be bold, "I love you Gabriella, I want to be your wife, will you marry me, baby?"

She whirled around, her beautiful face two inches from mine. Her eyes searched mine, back and forth, a tear leaked from her right eye. I reached up and softly pulled it off her cheek with my forefinger and touched my tongue with it.

She sighed, "I'm not sure how you figured it out, but I am not your mother."

"Are you Papi's wife?"

She shook her head no, but said nothing.

"Is he my father?"

Another no by a movement of her head.

"Am I an orphan?"

Another no.

I was standing now, out of bed. "Because I'm nineteen?"

She speaks finally. "Nope they're alive, they're no longer married."

I said, "They were never married right to each other were they?"

"Correct."

"Can you get word to my mother alerting her, that I need to talk to her and I need help?"

I got dressed putting on some silk boxers and some jeans and a Blanchette Braves sweat shirt, looking at her awaiting her answer? I put on some runners and she still had not answered me.

"Who owns this house?"

Her face tightened up and she exhaled audibly. "It is in a trust and will become

yours when you turn twenty five or get married whichever comes first."

"You have not answered my question."

"I am not allowed to contact her."

"Who manages the trust?"

"A law firm in Seattle."

I was getting tired of ripping words out of her mouth. My love for her was running away as we spoke.

Time to go bold. "Pack your stuff up and leave. I'm nineteen and no longer need a guardian or whatever the fuck you are. You're not my lover and never have been.

Fuck you Gabriella, you fucking phony manipulative bitch. You don't love me, I'm just your meal ticket. Where is Papi? Tell me now or get the fuck out of here."

"He might be dead, Gabi said, "he was not supposed to fuck you. Nor beat you."

"But you were supposed to steal my heart and fuck me, is that okay? Or would you be dead, too."

She said, "No I am your mama's cousin."

"You are sick. I think you should probably go, somebody will take care of you for sure, you're a beautiful woman."

She did leave.

I locked all the doors, put the bolt in place. My phone still worked, so I plugged it into the charger.

At school on Monday I asked a Junior Hispanic girl named Olivia to the prom. She'd been eye fucking me for almost the whole year. She squealed and hugged me smashing our tits into one another. I said, "Can you hang today after school."

She nodded yes.

"Do you want come to my house, " her gorgeous face flushed as our eyes were locked and she bit her lip and she nodded yes again.

She whispered, "Ima rock your world sweetness, I knew from the first time saw you."

My heart was pounding, I thought I was seducing her, I felt like falling to the floor and holding my legs apart for her. "I'll be your bitch, can you move in with me?"

"Let's go wiz, baby," she grabbed my hand and down the hall into the restroom and we were in the handicapped stall and she was all over my tits. My tee shirt and shelf bra were up around my collarbone. Sucking on one nipple, biting it, pulling on the other one, then hickeys on my neck, all over my neck, then her right hand was down my jeans and she had two fingers in my cunt and hunted my g-spot. She found it and I didn't last very long, grunting into her mouth around her dominant tongue as I came hard.

She would not stop and my legs gave out and I sat onto the toilet seat and I had this monstrous orgasm squirting all over her hand. She stopped and I clung to her, gripping her shirt tenaciously. She started to pull away.

I said forcibly, "No baby."

She looked at me.

I said, "I am totally yours, you have my heart. Tell me now, if there is someone else, I beg you not to humiliate me. If you love me now, but find someone else, now that I will let you go and become a nun without you. Do you even know how beautiful you are. Just so you know, I've been with one man and lived with a woman for eighteen months."

She said, "Daniela, I've wanted you for three years and you've slept with me in my dreams every night. I've had two girlfriends, I only was able to get mine if I thought of you. So yes, I love you and I will move in with you."

End Was I and Orphan p.1

Coming soon, A wedding and who gives Daniela away.

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