Sweet little Danielle Mason stood in the bath tub with her hands behind her back and her feet planted at a wide angle. She was five and went to kindergarten. Her daddy had been washing her special place for the last five minutes and she was beginning feel funny. She noticed that when her daddy used his soapy fingers to wash her special place, her special place got all puffy and she felt real hot all over. Her daddy was rubbing the little bump at the top of her slit, and now her bump was stiff and sticking out. She felt wet inside, but it wasn't a pee pee kind of wet. It was a special wet that only happens when you play naughty games. She liked her daddy and she liked the games they played together. Right at that moment, she was feeling awful good, and if her Daddy would just keep rubbing her bump a little longer, she was going to feel really, really, really good.

Bill Mason was complete absorbed in washing his little girl's special spot. His fingers danced over her stiff little clitoris. Occasionally, he would slid a finger down the pink of Danielle's slit and insert a soapy finger into the child's immature, and very tight, vagina. He marveled at how warn and wet his daughter's channel became when she was being masturbated. He was quite sure Danielle enjoyed being jerked off. If for some reason he tried to skip washing Danielle's special place, the little girl would stand up in the bath tub and use her hands to pull back the lips of her sex and say, "Daddy, you forgot to wash me down here."

Danielle had closed her eyes and was focusing her mind on the feel of her daddy's fingers as they brought her closer and closer to an orgasm. Bill was focused on his daughter's beautiful little pussy. He watched in amazement as her sex lips filled with blood and her little cunt opened and bloomed as a lovely pink flower. Both Danielle and Bill were oblivious to everything, except what was happening between Danielle's legs. They were concentrating so hard, neither of them heard or saw the bathroom door open. They didn't see or hear Danielle's Mother walk up behind Bill and stand staring at what her husband was doing to their only daughter.

"Bill, I want to talk to you in the kitchen, right now!"

Oh shit!

Bill and Danielle, father and daughter, watched as Barbara, wife and mother, walked through the open bathroom door and headed toward the kitchen.

Danielle was quickly rinsed and dried, "Sweetheart, put on your nightgown and get into bed. I'll come in and give you a goodnight kiss.

As Bill emptied the tub and cleaned up the bathroom. He tried to think of some explanation for what Barbara had seen. But there wasn't any explanation. His wife had caught him in the act of molesting their little five-year-old daughter. Maybe if he pretended nothing happened, she'd ignore the whole thing. Maybe if he promised not to do it again, she'd let him off the hook this time, but then maybe she but wouldn't. Maybe she'd divorce him; maybe she'd have him arrested. Oh God, why hadn't he locked the bathroom door? But if Barbara found it locked, she would have wonder why it was locked. Bill had no idea how to defend himself.

After Bill finished cleaning up, he went into Danielle's room. The little girl was in bed. "Give me a kiss, Daddy."

Bill bent down and kissed his daughter on her forehead. "No Daddy, I want real kiss." And she grabbed him around the neck and pressed her open lips against his mouth. She pushed her little tongue into Bill's mouth. Bill kissed back, his tongue stroked the roof of his daughter's mouth, and their tongues danced a lovely little minuet of love.

When they came up for air, Danielle asked, "Do you think Mommy's mad because of the way you were washing me?"

"I think she might be."

Then Danielle pushed the covers down and pulled her nightie up to expose the prettiest little bald pussy in the whole world. "That's too bad because I love the way you wash me down here. But tonight we didn't get to finish. Daddy, please finish me now."

"I'd love to, Sweetheart, but I have to go talk with your Mother."

"Daddy, I love you, and I want you to be my daddy forever."

"I love you too, Sweetheart."

Then Bill turned away and closed the door softly behind him.

Barbara sat at the kitchen table with an empty glass in front of her and a bottle scotch beside the glass. Bill sat down and looked across the table at his wife of eight years. Barbara stared back. It was the loudest silence Bill had ever experienced. Finally Barbara broke the silence. "How long has this been going on?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't give me that shit. You where molesting our daughter. You had your middle finger buried in her cunt while you used your thumb to diddle her clit. I just want to know, how long have you been doing this with her?"

Again, husband and wife stared at each other across the table. Finally, Bill mustered enough courage to answer. "We started about eight or nine months ago, just before Danielle turn five. I couldn't help myself. She was so cute and loveable and willing and sexy; I just couldn't keep my hands off her. I just wanted to make love to her. I just wanted to make her happy. I had to show her how much I loved her, and she like what I did. Oh God, she's such a sweet little girl, and I love her so much.

"Sometimes I would feel guilty about abusing her, and I wouldn't touch her for a day or two. When that happened she would go to her room, take off her panties, come back and take my hand and put it between her legs and ask me to make her feel good. I loved her so much I just couldn't stop, and I don't want to stop now.

"One day I told her I couldn't touch her between her legs anymore. She started to cry and asked me why I didn't love her anymore. Barbara, that just tore my heart out. So I raise her dress, pulled her little lollipop panties down and used my finger to bring her off.

"When she was finished, she gave me hug and a kiss and told me she was glad I was her daddy."

Bill stopped to catch his breath and then asked, "Do I need professional help?"

"No, you don't need professional help; you need a partner, and so do I."

"What do you mean?"

"Our daughter is the most beautiful little nymphomaniac you are likely to find anywhere. She loves to get herself off. I figure she jacks herself off five and six times a day, but that's only when she can't find someone else to do it for her. I've been molesting our daughter for almost three years. I started when she was two and a half, and she loved every minute of it. For three years now I have lived in constant fear that someday you would find me with my hand in Danielle's little cookie jar and that would be the end of everything. But instead, I caught you with your finger in her little pink pie.

"There something else you should know about our daughter. She's a submissive. She loves to be ordered about. But mostly, she loves to be mistreated. For her pain and humiliation are an aphrodisiac. The more you abuse her, the hornier she gets, and I like to keep her horny, but frustrated. I just love to see her little pussy lips all swollen and begging to be touched. I like to see her clit all stiff and standing at attention, and she's already for a nice gooey cum. Because that's when I pull back and just leave her hanging. She really loves to have someone else get her off, and it really frustrates her when she has do it herself That's why a interrupted you when I did. I like to keep her horny. When she's horny, she'll do anything you want her to. You can hurt her, abuse her, misuse her, and she'll love you for it. She lives to please others. When you enjoy her misery, she's as happy as a piglet in shit.

"Did you finger her off before you came down here?"

"No, I didn't think I had time."

"Good, that means she hasn't had time to jack herself off more than once or twice. I'll bet her little cunt is as wet as a duck's ass, but she'll still be nice and horny.

"Bill, I have just one question: Have you ever thought of fucking a five-year-old?"

"Oh, God help me, yes; every time I touched her, I think about going all the way."

"Well, I doubt that God will help you, but I will. Just promise me you'll shove that big dick of yours all the way into her tight little cunt. Don't worry about hurting her. She's a masochistic- submissive. The more you hurt her the better she likes it.

"I don't think I could bring myself to fuck a five-year-old virgin, it would be . . ."

Barbara's burst of laughter cut Bill off in mid-sentence. "I hate to burst your bubble, but Danielle is not a virgin and hasn't been for almost two years."

"What?"

"Bill, she's been fucked before. But don't think anybody with a dick as big as yours has stretched her little cozy yet, and that's why I want you promise me you'll force her take all eight inches of that beautiful fat cock of yours."

"All I want to know is what pervert would be nasty enough to take advantage of a sweet little girl like Danielle?"

"Well for starters, you and I would."

"Okay, but who put his dick in her?"

"She's had more than one."

"How many?"

"Three for sure, at least two more almost for sure, and an a whole bunch maybes. Plus she's been dildoed by at lease two women."

"Why would anyone want to do things like that to Danielle?"

"For the same reason you want to; Danielle is a very sexy little girl who loves to play nasty games. Look, the guys who did her really love her and wanted to make her happy. And they did. She's never happier than after her pussy's been stretched by a prick or a dildoe."

"Who fucked her?"

"I've only seen three men with their cocks inside Danielle: your dad, Mr. White across the street, and Pastor James at the church."

"My dad? David White? Pastor James?"

"Those are the only three I'll actually caught with their dicks inside Danielle's pussy, but I'm pretty sure there are others."

"Who?"

"Well, my dad for one, and her piano teacher, Mr Baker, for another. Danielle isn't learning much piano, but she always has a cunt full of cum when I pick her up after her piano lessons. I always carry a few towels in my car to put under her so she doesn't leak all over the seat.. I also wonder about her school principal. I understand she get called the office a couple times a week. And she always seem to be losing her panties at school, particularly after she visits the principal's office. The last time I took her to the doctor's office for a check up, the doctor spent more than an hour examining her. His nurse explained that the white stuff running down both her legs was from an injection the doctor had given her, and that she would have to return for another injection in a week. She due to see the doctor tomorrow."

"Are you serious."

"I swear on a stack of bibles."

"Why didn't you put a stop to this?"

"Why should I. These guys are making Danielle happy, and Danielle is making them happy. It's a win-win situation, and tonight you're going to make our little five-year-old daughter extremely happy by pushing a nice fat, eight-inch cock into her tight little cunt. And that will make you happy too, won't it?"

"I can't believe this."

"Believe it. Now let's go check on Danielle; I don't want her to toss herself more than couple of times before we get there."

When Bill and Barbara entered Danielle's room the little five-year-old had her nightie on the floor and was busy strumming her clit. The child's eyes were closed and she was on the verge of a cum.

Barbara pulled Danielle's hand away from her pussy. "Danielle, what are you doing?"

"Oh Mommy, I was so close. Don't make me stop now."

"Danielle, I've told you time after time not to do this to yourself."

"But Mommy, Daddy didn't finish me, and you don't do me at night when Daddy's home, so there wasn't anything else I could do."

"Danielle, you've been naughty again."

"Are going to spank me?"

"Bill, give me your belt."

Danielle grinned at her mother. "Wow, are you going to use daddy's belt?" Then without another word the child rolled over, got on her knees, and placed her head on the mattress so her butt was presented as a perfect target.

Bill reluctantly unbuckled his belt and drew it free of his pant loops. Barbara doubled the belt over so she could hold the tip and buckle in her hand. "Move your knees apart. Give your daddy a good view."

As the girl knees parted, the swollen lips of the child's sex open slightly to expose a tender slice of pink pussy meat. Barbara smiled at Bill, "Keep you eye on her pussy; she's all primed for a nice juicy cum."

Barbara cracked the belt hard across her daughter's ass four times, and then it happened. Danielle's pussy lips opened wider and a steady trickle of clear pussy juice flowed from the little girl's cunt to make a large damp spot on the bed between the child's knees. "Oh Mommy, thank you. I love the way you spank me to make me cum."

Barbara smiled at Bill and whispered, "Take off your clothes. It's time for your little slut to give her daddy a piece of ass."

Bill torn off his clothes and knelt behind his daughter. He positioned the head of his cock between the lips of Danielle's cunt. He gripped his daughter's waist and pulled her body back. Five inches of fat cock slid into the warm wetness of Danielle cozy.

"Oh Daddy, you feel even bigger than Mr. Sharp."

"Who's Mr. Sharp?"

"He's the janitor at school."

Barbara laughed. "I think you have to face it, Bill, you're not Captain Kirk."

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"It means, your not going boldly where no man has gone before."