Author: Dayvid Notellin (
dnt_x-asstr@yahoo.com
)
Title: Club SHO 2
Part: Part 2
Summary: Josh has some doubts about
this new chapter in his life. He meets someone at the club who helps him work
out his doubts, and in the process, opens up a whole lot of possibilities.
Keywords: MF, ageplay, cum,
gush, cons
Date: 04/19/2016
Joshua was a little worried. It
was a nearly a week after his encounter with Angela and her father Pete, and he
couldn't think of anything else. Well, that wasn't true. He could still work,
drive, operate heavy machinery, and so on. But when he masturbated at night
before bed, it was that encounter that drowned out all other sexual thoughts.
The way she looked, so smooth and sweet and so very innocent-looking.
And yet, a total, complete cum-slut, the likes of which he'd never seen.
Well, that wasn't exactly true.
He'd met a few other cum-lovers in his day. It was her age and apparent
innocence that had made Angela such a novelty - that much was obvious. But was
she too much of a novelty? Did he still have desires for other women?
Grown women? He needed to find out, and soon.
Unfortunately, he'd never been
much of a lady's man. It wasn't that he couldn't talk to women or anything
silly like that. He could, and he did. But he'd always had too much respect for
them to become a "player" - one of those men who will do or say
anything to bed a woman just for the sex, and then move on to the next. All his
relationships had been exactly that. Relationships. And usually long-term. With
gulfs between of months or years before he got involved with another. Some of
the girls he'd been involved with had been relatively innocent, others
relatively experienced. Some had been thrilled with his body's natural
cum-production capacity, others not so much. But none had been "The
One", and he'd pretty much given up on ever finding someone "to grow
old with". Consequently, he'd pretty much stopped trying. He didn't go out
to "meet" or "pick up" girls. When he went out, it was
either to spend time with friends, or for entertainment. That's how he'd ended
up at SHO in the first place.
But now suddenly, he had a real
need to find a partner - a grown-up partner - who would go to bed with him. He
considered hookers, but he didn't have a clue how to find one, and didn't want
to risk jail time or worse. He logically assumed that any hooker who could be
found by someone as inexperienced as he, would be either cop-bait or far too
likely to be carrying something he didn't really want. The good ones, he
figured, would be protected by layers of security and secrecy, and he didn't
have time to infiltrate.
Then it hit him. Mr. Manager
would probably know how to find a decent hooker! Furthermore, he'd be able to
discuss his reason for needing one with the man. And it'd only taken Joshua
several days of brain-beating to figure out the obvious solution to his
problem!
Showing up at the club, he
sidled up to one of the Security guys and asked if he could see the Manager.
Actually being there, next to the mobile mountain, his doubts had returned. Mr.
Manager would probably send him packing, and Josh didn't want to lose his club
privileges! He almost backed out a couple of times, but finally decided it
wouldn't hurt to at least ask.
To his surprise, the guy didn't
even blink. Nodding at the bar, he said softly, "See Caprice. She'll
schedule you in."
With a sigh of relief, Josh
went to the bar, signaling the short-haired brunette over. Like everyone else
working the club (except Security), she was a sweet-faced cutie, petite and
dressed to delight. In her case, the shiny black slip she wore was loose enough
to move against her, now molding her body, now billowing away, offering a
delightful tease to anyone looking - which was usually anyone in the vicinity.
She either had permanently erect nipples, or she liked the way the silky fabric
rubbed her there, and if there were any panties or bra under the thin fabric,
it had to be composed of paint.
He'd been there often enough
that he had a "usual", and she knew it, bringing it along en route,
then hovering a moment to see if there was anything else.
"Uh, Caprice?" he
stammered.
Her face lit up. "Well thank
you Josh! Most men don't even bother to learn my name - not when there's so
many nicer, nuder, and sweeter young things to look
at!"
That flustered him a bit. He
hadn't actually sought her name out; it'd been offered by the guard. But he
came back gamely enough. "Oh, I doubt that," he mumbled, his mouth
dry. Taking a sip, he gained both moisture and a moment to put his thoughts in
order. He decided on honesty. "I, uh, didn't really try to learn
your name. I mean, it came up when the Security guy sent me to you." He
let his eyes roam over her sweet petite body, sensing that she felt a little
under-appreciated in this place, letting his eyes speak the compliment that his
brain was having trouble formulating. "But you can be sure I'll never
forget it!"
She giggled - actually giggled
- pleased at both the eyeballing and the follow-up. Her voice was delicate and
soft, which would never work as a bartender in an ordinary club, but which he
found quite nice. "It's okay Josh. I know you're here to see the nuders. And if Charlie sent you to me, I'm guessing you
need an appointment?"
He was warming up to her. She
had a natural friendliness and frankness about her that he found appealing, and
that dress - the more she moved, the more his mental image of what lay beneath
clarified. She really couldn't be wearing much, if anything, under it.
He found it intriguing - was she really full-commando?
"I do need to see the
Manager," he admitted. "But ya know, the more you hang around, the
less inclined I am to want the appointment-making process to end. And how do
you know my name anyway? I'm pretty sure I've never told you..."
She tittered. "Oh Josh,
your type is so predictable! Of course you're going to want to
make an appointment! Mr. Mann tells me you had an appointment in the Diamond
Dolls room about a week ago, and told me to expect an appointment
request!" She ran her own eyes up and down him briefly - which made him
feel oddly exposed. "So what is it? Looking for another visit? Most guys
are back within three days - how come you took so long?"
He could feel his cheeks
heating up. For some reason it was more embarrassing for him that this young
lady knew about him in the Diamond Dolls room than it had been for Mr. Mann -
but at least now he had the manager's name. He guessed that he'd been more
comfortable with a man knowing he was a pervert than a woman because... well,
he wasn't sure why. It just seemed more okay for a guy to know.
"I... uh, wasn't really
sure..." he began, but the look on her face made him back-track. "I
mean, I was sure - I liked it. Loved it!" He felt he was making a mess of
it all. Why was this so difficult? It was something about her dark twinkling
eyes. It wasn't that she was judging him though. But the way she looked at him,
intently, studying him, reminded him of those old nightmares he had as a kid,
when he'd dream he was at a spelling bee, stepping up to the podium, and
discovering he was stark naked.
"Relax," she cooed
softly, laying one hand on his forearm. Her touch was light, soft, the
fingertips cool. And somehow it soothed him. "You're not the only one
who's been in the Diamond Dolls room, you know." The corner of her mouth
turned up, her eyes dancing merrily.
"What?" he asked,
actually surprised. "You?" She nodded. Suddenly he understood. She
was probably there years back, as a child, her father or whoever sharing her
with others. His heart pounded. He wanted to know everything about it - her
experiences, how she got started, how young she'd been. He tripped over his
tongue a couple of times before she interrupted.
Apparently he'd gotten enough
out for her to decipher the question though. "No honey," she said
softly. "I didn't find SHO until I was nearly sixteen - about three years
ago." That was a surprise. He was sure she'd had to be over twenty-one to
serve drinks, but after he thought about it a moment, he realized that since
the club wasn't officially a club, they didn't officially have a bar and he
didn't officially pay for drinks anyway. There was no law about a private
citizen under the age of twenty-one making drinks for friends as long as it
wasn't for pay - and he'd bet anything that she didn't have a W-2 on file!
But that meant, she'd been there
in - another capacity. Her grin broadened as the implications hit him. Nodding,
she told him, "That's right Josh. I also like them young. So there's no
reason for you to be embarrassed - we're alike in that regard."
For the next half hour or so
they talked. Caprice was easy-going, and open about her likes. She enjoyed both
girls and boys, and spoke at length about the joy of making a young boy cum.
Some were too young to even produce evidence of climax, but they could still
achieve it, she said, and the look in her eyes as she described the feel of
their small, hairless cocks and balls beneath her tongue made it clear that she
delighted in giving them head.
But it wasn't just the boys and
girls she liked. She enjoyed the men and women just as much. And more, she
enjoyed the men and the women enjoying the boys and the girls. She thoroughly
enjoyed licking a little girl's pussy while the man fucked her, and she loved
eating a woman's cunny while that woman was pleasuring a boy. She loved the cum
of the men and the boys who were old enough to produce, and she loved the
girl-juices and woman-juices. She loved the way they looked at her and the way
they enjoyed her body, and she loved it when she took a turn on the main stage
for everyone to watch.
By the time she was done
describing all of that, Josh had a raging erection. "How come I never got
to see you on-stage," he stammered, flushed with desire for this petite
sex-fiend. She shrugged. "Just luck I guess. I don't really get up there
that often. I mean, I don't want to get burned out on it or anything. And
besides," she twinkled, "there are other delights I participate in.
Not always on-stage."
By now he was feeling
comfortable enough to express his own concerns, and to his surprise, she told
him he wasn't the only one. Apparently most decent guys questioned their own
motivations and desires, and she'd heard them all. Of course, some men, after a
taste of the young, wanted only more of that. But most, she said, didn't
suddenly stop enjoying adult sex. The child-sex was simply another treat. Like
Neapolitan ice cream - most people like the vanilla, the chocolate, and
the strawberry, but some liked some flavors more than the others. That didn't
mean though that someone who liked chocolate best couldn't still enjoy vanilla!
Josh was relieved. Even more
than he thought he'd be. So he wasn't as weird as he'd supposed! But he
was really surprised a moment later.
"Josh sweetie, you're a
really nice guy. Would you like to take me to bed to see if you still like vanilla?"
Caprice asked, her eyes lowered demurely.
"Seriously?" he
asked, unable to believe his luck.
"Seriously." she
nodded, adding in a husky voice, "This talk has gotten me quite excited,
and I'd love to take you into one of the back rooms and see if I can't make you
cum like a Clydesdale!" Her eyes glowed. "That is, if you're
willing." She giggled. "From what I hear, a Clydesdale might not
describe your abilities adequately!"
So she knew! And she
seemed to be okay with it - no, to be aroused by it.
"Where," he croaked,
his erection almost painful. "Wait, you have to tend..." he looked
over at the bar, and saw that someone else had taken her place while they'd
been talking. That made sense. After all, they'd been chatting for a long
while.
"It's okay lover,"
she giggled. "I won't get in trouble, and the bar will be covered. Mr.
Mann has really lenient rules regarding fraternization with clients -
basically, if you want to, and we want to, it's fine," she paused
thoughtfully, "but... uh, you will have to pay for the room. We're
not allowed to chip in on that. But I like you Josh - if you'd rather wait till
after my shift, I can take you home and we can have a go there!"
The cost of the room was
nothing to Josh, and he understood perfectly that the club was still a
money-making venture, even if so many of the events that took place in it were
"free". Besides, there'd be cleaning needed, and he knew all too well
that things would probably get messy. Besides, he liked Caprice - a lot!
And he was pretty sure that the girl was as horny as he - and he certainly
didn't want to leave her in need!"
"Darlin'," he said
with feeling, "I'll be more than happy to pay for the room. Are you sure...?"
With a devilish grin, Caprice
took his hand, pulling him from the chair, and guiding him through the maze of
tables to a curtained alcove which in turn turned into a shadowy hallway. There
were several doorways, and they passed three with red or green lights over them
before Caprice stopped at one with no light. Josh had to ask.
"Uh, I think I get that
the red lights mean 'occupied'... but the green?"
"Not exactly. Are you
forgetting the name of the club?" she smiled. "SHO - She, He,
Other!" She waited patiently as he tried to figure it out, as if she'd presented
him with a riddle. After a little thought though, it was obvious.
"Okay, let me guess. Red
means 'occupied'. Green means 'occupied' too, but with an invitation for others
to join?"
"Or just watch," she
agreed. "This isn't the Diamond Dolls area, so ... nominally all adults
here," she smirked, "though as you know, we play a little
fast-and-loose with the definition of 'adult'. Still, yes. You got it. I knew
you would!" As if as a reward, she pulled his head down to her.
Her lips were soft, warm; her
body smooth, slim, and firm beneath the silky fabric; her tongue lively and
playful and sweet. They kissed like lovers, long and languid, their desire for
one another clear in the way their tongues danced, but without hurry, certain
of the pleasure to come. When they finally broke, they were both breathing
hard, and Josh could feel that his cock had begun to drool in his shorts. She
was just so fucking sexy!
"I think," she
breathed into his ear, "that I'd like you all to myself - at least this
first time. Is that okay with you?"
He couldn't have agreed more.
The room was completely
unexpected. He wasn't sure what he'd expected, but what he found would have
been perfectly normal in any well-appointed home. In fact, it looked quite a
bit like someone had taken a large, well-appointed bedroom and full bath, and
attached it to this hallway. The only thing missing were the windows. The bed
was a large four-poster, with nice sheets and cover, seven pillows with all the
girly frills one would expect in a home. There was a pseudo-window with drapes
over a flat screen displaying a city view - the illusion far from perfect, but
still fairly good. It wouldn't fool anyone who really looked, but it did lend
the room a feeling of "normalcy". In fact, the only thing that really
made it stand out as unusual in any way was that the shelving contained a
plethora of towels, and when one opened the doors, a large assortment of toys,
lotions, oils, and other sexual paraphernalia.
The bathroom was likewise
"normal" at first glance, though the tub was sunk in the floor and
large enough for four to sit comfortably, more if they didn't mind being in
constant contact. A separate shower included more toys as well as soaps,
shampoos and so on. And of course the tub included bubbles and jets.
Josh took all this in at a
glance, but wasn't really given time to process it. Caprice pushed him toward
the bed, turning to flip the light switch to "red" and locking the
door. She followed him to the bed, dimming the lights so they were comfortable
on the eyes, but not so dim they couldn't see well. That was good, because she
had a lovely body - according to his fingers - and he was eager to see it.
Not as eager as her though.
"I really can't wait Josh," she apologized, immediately beginning to
undress him. "Is it okay if I suck you off first? I've been thinking about
how much you cum, and I'm just dying to have you give me your load! You can
fuck me after, of course, but I'm really thirsty honey!"
He hadn't expected such words
from such a sweet-looking girl! And the way she'd kissed him, he thought she
must be horny as hell and in need of a good shagging. But it was clear that she
wanted to drink his cum first, and he was more than ready to accede to her
request! In actual fact, he'd been - as usual - a little worried that she might
not be as enthusiastic about his huge load as she'd let on. But the hunger in
her eyes made it clear that cum was what she wanted - and lots of it!
Tossing his shirt aside, she
made quick work of unbuckling his belt and all, pushing his hands aside
whenever he tried to touch her. "Not yet lover," she panted. "I
need this more than you can guess. You can have my body in a few minutes - the
faster you feed me, the sooner you can fondle me!" Well that was an offer
that he'd not refuse!
Sliding his pants and underwear
down in one move, his cock sprang out free, a large dollop of precum flinging
against her silky black dress in the process. He thought she'd be annoyed at
that, but she just grinned, looking up at him. "He's eager! Good! And
already offering me yummies!" Scooping up the drops with her finger, she
popped it into her mouth, her eyes rolling with pleasure. There was no doubt
now that Caprice loved cum, and it only became more obvious as she
pulled her finger out and positioned herself under his throbbing manhood, mouth
wide open to catch the next drops as she squeezed them out onto her tongue.
It was like watching a kid in a
candy store. The look of eager anticipation on her face, the joy in her eyes as
the warm drops fell onto her tongue, the way she closed her eyes, savoring the
juice before swallowing. Yes, this girl had a hunger for cum - a genuine
love of the stuff! Her fingers were light, delicate as they lightly tickled his
balls, making them jump and produce even more pearly drops. And her hands were
so small - they made his already significant size look even larger. For
a moment it occurred to him that in many ways, she still looked underage -
small body, small breasts, light voice, cute face. And yet, she was a grown
woman - well, if nineteen could be considered grown. One thing was certain
though - the way his cock was throbbing, he didn't need to worry that he was
only interested in little girls anymore. If the girl was as sweet and
sexy as Caprice, he'd always be able to get it up!
He almost blew his load
immediately when she slid him into her mouth, and he actually had to fight for
control as she continued to slip it into her mouth, further and further,
squeezing it past and down into her throat until the fat balls were resting
against her chin and her nose was buried in his crotch. Watching it slide into
her that way was simply amazing. This girl was obviously an expert cock-sucker,
with skills to match a sword-swallower! Looking down at her sweet little face,
her amazing dark eyes peering up at him, smoky with the pleasure she was
getting, he was reminded of that old movie "Deep Throat". The premise
there had been that the star had some sort of clitoris in her throat, making
her cum when she sucked cock. Seeing the look of sublime joy on Caprice's face,
he wondered if there wasn't something to that after all!
The withdrawal was equally
fascinating, watching his cock slide out of her mouth, slowly, inch-by-inch,
wet with her saliva, and with her eyes looking up at him every bit of the way,
her hand coming up to stroke the shaft as it became available, until the
bloated head was all that remained in her mouth.
"Jesus," he said with
real feeling. "You are amazing Caprice!" Her eyes danced with pleasure
at the compliment. Clearly this was a girl who took pride as well as pleasure
in sucking cock well. She popped the tip from her mouth for a moment. "You
have an amazing cock Josh!" she enthused. "But please honey...
no." She stopped, then looked up at him and in a sweet little-girl voice,
she blinked and said, "Please Mithter Josh! You
can fuck my throat with your big thing, but I wanna taste it, so don't squirt
your stuffs down my throat - do it inna my moufs so I can tastes it!"
Josh didn't know whether to
laugh or cum. It was both intensely sweet that she was playing the "cutesy
little girl" for him, and arousing as hell. But he didn't need it.
Caprice was sexy enough as a grownup!
He reached down, gently
stroking her hair, chuckling softly. "Intense honey, but totally
unnecessary. We both know I love little girls, but believe me when I tell you
that you're more than sexy enough without the role-play. So unless it
turns you on, we can skip that for now. Hell, I'm fighting hard as I can
not to cum already!"
She giggled, and this time it
was no affectation. "Okay Josh," she said in her normal, but still
lilting voice, "time for that sort of thing later. But gawd,"
she emphasized the word passionately, "please cum in my mouth soon! I'm so
close to cumming, and I'm trying to hold back until I get your gift!"
He noticed for the first time
that she'd only been using one hand. The other was between her legs, and he
grinned. She might not have a clit in her throat, but he was certain she had
one under her fingers! And she really did want him to cum - in her mouth! It
was no pretense to make him feel good - it was a need for her to feel
good.
"Okay you little
cock-sucker," he growled, his heart leaping as he saw her eyes light up
with a rapturous joy. She knew he was going to do it, and pushed the head back
into her mouth even as he took her head in his hands. With a grunt of pleasure,
he held her head and pushed forward, driving his cock down her throat once
more, then back, withdrawing it. Her eyes were bright and eager, loving the
feel of his manhood sliding against her tongue and throat, and that look of
bliss only grew as he fucked her mouth and throat with increasing ferocity. Her
eyes watered, but they weren't tears, and he could see her shoulder shaking as
her hand rubbed down below.
"I'm. Gonna. Cum." he
growled. "Can't. Hold. Much. Longer. Baby." His thrusts were bringing
foam to her lips, and still the amazing little cock-hound was loving it as he
fucked her throat like a fleshlight. Her eyes were beginning to roll back in
hear head, and he knew, without a doubt, that she was starting to cum. The
sight was incredible, but even if it hadn't been, he couldn't hold back!
He erupted. The first shot flew
down her throat by accident, but he quickly pulled back so that the head was in
her mouth as the second volley fired. Her hand was on the shaft, stroking him,
squeezing him, urging him to shoot his seed. He filled her mouth. She gulped.
He filled it again. Her cheeks bulged and her eyes flew open, looking up at him
with amazement as she gulped again. And yet her hand still flew along his
shaft, urging more from his balls, and they complied, shooting again and again.
She was making repeated squeals - all she could do with her mouth full, and it
was obvious that she wasn't going to let a drop go if she could! Her body was
shaking violently as she stroked him, each time he fired, she'd jerk as if
struck by electricity, and yet still she sucked, stroked, and urged him to cum
more!
When he finally ran out of juice,
his knees buckled and he fell back onto the bed, spent and dazed, his cock
popping from her mouth like a cork. It took him a few minutes to regain his
wits enough to hear her whimpering. With effort, he lifted himself high enough
to peek over the edge of the bed.
Caprice lay on the floor in a
fetal position, shivering, twitching, her eyes closed and whimpering like a wet
puppy. It made his heart ache, and Josh quickly slid down onto the floor beside
her. His knee landed in wet, and he saw that she'd made a huge wet puddle in
the carpet. For an instant he thought, "What a waste!" but her next
whimper brought him back.
"You okay honey," he
asked softly, reaching out to touch her lightly on the shoulder. She cried out
at his touch, and he felt a splat against his thigh as her pussy sprayed out
another spurt of her juice! But that surprise was nothing to the shock of her
sudden tiger-like flip as she wrapped herself around his legs, holding him
tight as a python.
"Shhh honey, it's
okay," he said, trying to soothe her. Cautiously he reached down and very
lightly touched her shoulder, but this time she jerked only a little and cried
out just a bit. He took that as a good sign, and continued, gradually petting
her more as she calmed down. It took several minutes, but finally he was able
to lift her up onto the bed, continuing to speak softly, gently, soothing her
with his words and his light touches. As he did so, she gradually came around,
realizing where she was, what she was doing. She was still shivering, but less,
and her breathing was slowing.
"Holy fuck," she
finally gasped, and her throat sounded parched.
Carefully he extricated
himself. "Stay here honey, relax. You need a drink." He padded over to
the fridge and brought her back a bottle of water. Opening it for her, he
helped her up enough that she could sip, making her stop before she could down
the whole bottle. "Easy there kitten. There's plenty. Give it a
moment." Her eyes looked up at him as if he was the knight who'd just
saved her from a dragon, laid her head on his shoulder, and wept.
"Shhh sweetie," he
cooed, gently rubbing her back. "It's okay honey. No worries. You and me
here, no one else. Just relax." Gradually she did so, and in a few minutes
sat up and took the bottle again, drinking the rest of the water normally. Her
shaking had all but stopped, though she still shivered as the silky fabric
brushed across her.
"Wow," Caprice
finally managed after a little more cuddling and relaxing. "That was...
something. I knew you were special!" She turned her head to kiss
him, then giggled nervously. "I hope I didn't freak you out. I just...
never... got so much before. It was..." She shook her head wonderingly.
"Fucking a-maze-ing!" she finally
concluded. "Most guys, even if I ask them not to, can't help but keep
fucking and pushing it down my throat. And that's nice, but - oh the mouth!
It's such a waste when it just sprays down the throat, don't you think?"
"I, uh, have no
opinion?" he offered.
She giggled again. Caprice was
giddy. Drunk even. Divinely happy. She could feel the warm cum in her tummy,
taste it on her tongue, and most of all, remember the way it felt,
spraying into her mouth, again and again. All her life she'd loved cum more
than anything, and never in her life had she feasted so fully. She knew he'd
never understand - how could he? But he wasn't freaking and running, as some
had in the past. No, Josh was here, with here, holding her in his big, strong
arms, petting her. Thank God, she thought with real feeling.
She felt like a little girl on
Christmas morning. No. More than that. She felt like a little girl in her
daddy's arms. Warm and happy. Utterly loved. Part of her knew that was just the
after-climax talking. It wasn't really love. But damned if it didn't feel
good. And right. And complete.
"Josh?" she asked
tentatively.
"Mmmhmm?"
"Would it be okay if -
maybe not tonight, but maybe some other night, if you still want to see me
again, that is, I mean, I know it's early and all, and ... shit. I'm sorry! I
feel like my brain's numb!
"It's okay darlin',"
Joshua said. "Just relax. Just you and me here. And frankly, you've really
eased my mind a lot. I feel like I could tell you anything. So ... trust this.
There's nothing you could say right now that would make me leave." He
paused. "Uh, unless you told me to leave, that is." Suddenly he was
sure that was going to be her next words. It's amazing how quickly doubts come
back! He waited, suddenly nervous.
But now it was she who was
comforted and reassured and able to speak her mind. She kissed him on the
cheek, suddenly certain without knowing why. "Okay Josh. Uhm... I really, really
enjoyed that."
"So I gathered!" he
couldn't help but interrupt.
"Shut up. Now, you have to
realize something about me. I'm not only like, totally into kids, like you are.
But I also... well, sometimes, I like to feel like one. Is that too
weird for you?"
Josh's pulse pounded. "Not
at all honey. So are you saying you'd like to..."
"Well not all the time of
course!" she interrupted. "But sometimes, if it's okay with you,
could I be like, your daughter." She bit her lip nervously, uncertain
again.
It seemed like forever before
Josh answered, and when he did, there was a croak to his throat, as if heavy
with emotion. "I'd be... delighted, sweetie." He kissed her on the
forehead, and her arms flew around him in a tight hug.
They lay like that for a long
while, embracing, full of emotions neither expected to find in each other. The
woman who wanted to be a little girl in daddy's arms (sometimes), and the man
who wanted to be the father to a sweet, sexy little girl (sometimes). It could
be the start of something beautiful - or something dangerous. But both were
willing to give it a shot. Of course, neither would be willing to admit there
was more to it than that yet - grownups aren't allowed to use the "L"
word so soon.
But it boded well when Caprice,
after a long snuggle, looked up at him and, once again in that divine
little-girl voice, said, "An' daddy? Sometimes, can we let my other
friends pway wif us toos?"
Joshua knew what that meant.
She wanted to play with children, with him involved as well. And she'd
already said she had been with several other boys and girls! The future was looking
mighty bright - mighty bright indeed. The future looked mighty bright indeed.
"Of course honey, I'd love
to meet your friends and play with them with you - or just watch." She
sighed happily and squeezed tightly against him again. After a moment, a thought
struck him. "Say, you wouldn't happen to know Angela, would you?"
She giggled. "O' course
daddy! Angie an' me is good fwiends! An Mr. Pete aready said he was hopin' you an
she can make a movie some time! Said he wanna see Angie takin a shower in your
sprays!" She paused reflecting. "I know what he meant now! She'd be covered
wif it!" She giggled merrily at the thought. "Mr. Pete sent Mr. Mann
a note aready to see if you wanna pway wif them
again. You gonna? It's kay wif me if you don' want me there too - I unnerstan'. It's up to you an Mr. Pete. But if you wannna me be there toos, it would
be fun! Angie an me could rassle all wet wif your stuffs an Mr. Pete's
too!" She giggled again. "Sooo messy tho!"
She laid her head on his shoulder, her hand sliding down his belly to wrap
around his shaft, which had begun to swell again at the thought of spraying
down the two girls - one really eleven, the other easily able to pass for
fourteen, yet legal!
"Daddy wanna pway some
more?" she asked, eager as a kid eyeballing a chocolate cake. "Only
dis time, can daddy fill me cunny?" She couldn't help but shudder at the
idea of all that cum inside her pussy!
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