It's a Good Thing!
by Rick Humus
Chapters 11 - 20
CONTENTS
Chapter
11 - A fun Summer, and I Become a Woman
The rest of my summer vacation went kinda fast, it seemed. I got up with Daddy up each morning and gave him a nice blowjob, and swallowed his overnight sperms for my breakfast protein. I read a lot of books that summer, and surfed on the internet and learned quite a lot about sex stuff. Usually, if it was good weather I played outside, or went with Tommy and a few other boys to the woods for fun stuff once or twice a week. Daddy had talked with Tommy and he promised to take care of me. Daddy trusted Tommy because he'd known him forever, since when Tommy was a little kid. The boys learned how to lick my pussy and butthole, and you haven't lived until you've had a bunch of cute boys taking turns putting their tongues in your butt and licking your clitty button until you have so many orgasms you can't see straight!
Mister Alex came over a couple of more times, but he never brought as many friends as he had that first time. I think the most I ever sucked in one night was 11 men. My lingerie collection grew and grew, and I loved wearing all of it - it made me feel so grown up. Daddy and I spent almost all his free time together, we went out shopping and to eat dinners and to the water park and all over the place, it was so nice spending all my time with my Daddy! He treated me just like a real girlfriend.
On Sundays, we'd stay in and read the paper and the funnies and watch some cartoons, and Daddy would just wait on me all day long. Then at night he'd give me some warm enemas and put his penis in my butt and just fuck me until I passed out. I loved Sundays!
I kept count in my diary - I sucked on Daddy's penis and swallowed his sperms 62 times that summer, and put his gorgeous penis in my butthole 23 times. What a summer!
Towards the end of the summer, I asked him when he thought I would be old enough for him to put his penis in my vagina and make me a real woman who had real sex. He thought about that and then told me one day that he would take me to a woman's doctor and have him examine me and tell me when it would be OK. I was glad to hear that but wasn't really happy about going to a doctor 'cause every time I did that in the past I usually got a shot. Usually in my butt!
So one day he stayed home from work and told me we were going to the doctor who would examine my pussy and tell Daddy when I'd be ready. The doctor was in a town about an hour drive away. When we got there, there were all sorts of really pretty girls in the waiting room, they had big boobs and were really really pretty. Daddy told me this doctor worked for all the dancers around, the girls who danced for men at night. I nodded and just looked at them all in wonder. When it came to be my turn, Daddy and I went in. The doctor looked like a nice older man, he had white hair and a mustache. He talked to me for a few minutes while Daddy looked on, and then asked me to take off my dress and panties and jump up on his table. It was a really odd looking chair with two legs where you put your feet and then it tilted way back and my feet were spread out like crazy. The doctor put a mirror on his head and then rolled up between my legs on a stool. He had this weird looking tool in his hands that he put some lube on and then very slowly put up my pussy. It was COLD! I jumped a little bit but Daddy held my hand and then I calmed down. The doctor said he could see right up my pussy and that everything looked real good. He said I had a five inch canal which I didn't know what that meant, and Daddy said that meant my pussy was five inches deep. The doctor said, 'Alright, I'm going to insert the eye you dee' and I looked at Daddy kinda afraid and Daddy said, "Don't worry sweetie, the doctor is going to put something in you so you don't have babies!" and I kinda nodded and gulped. Daddy explained that I was way too young to have babies, and I nodded and he said that this eye you dee thing would keep sperms from getting to my egg, and that he planned to put his sperms up in me a whole lot. I liked that idea and decided I was glad I was getting an eye you dee. (When I looked at my diary recently, I realized they meant IUD! Boy was I dumb back then! Julia. Age 15)
The doctor messed around down there for a little bit and I felt a little pinch inside of me but that's all. The doctor was rubbing my clitty a bit with his thumb while he worked on me and that felt pretty good after a while. The doctor asked Daddy if I liked oral and Daddy nodded and said, 'She sure does!' so the doctor leaned in and suddenly licked me right on the clitty! I whimpered a little bit but he kept on licking some more and I moaned a little and then a shiver went right through me. The doctor said, "She has a very sensitive clitoral area" and Daddy said, "Yes" and the Doctor said "let's see if we can find her graph and bird" and I didn't know what that was but then he put one finger up inside me and rubbed and something in my pussy exploded! I cried out and grabbed Daddy's hand and my whole body orgasmed. I mean, I felt it in my toes! The doctor smiled at Daddy and said, "You are lucky!" and then at me and said, "hold on, sweetie let's just see how sensitive you are" and rubbed some more and I orgasmed again and started sweating and crying and my whole body was trembling and then I must have passed out after a while because next thing I knew I was waking up with chills and goose pimples on me, and the Doctor was rubbing my breasts with some cold jelly. I was crosseyed. The doctor said that I was a very nice little girl and was very very lucky because I had a very well developed Gee spot, whatever that was. I asked him if that's what made me have such a huge orgasm and he said yes and that I could expect to have one like that a lot and I smiled at him and said, "Cool!".
He helped me up off of the chair and gave me my dress to put back on. I wriggled into it while he and Daddy talked in whispers for a moment. I heard Daddy say "pressure" and "sometime soon" and the Doctor said "thin" and "should be no problem, within a month or so" and "cervix is healthy and strong". I tried to listen but they kept turning away from me.
On the way home, Daddy said that I was a perfect little girl and that he was proud of me for being brave and all during the exam. He explained about the IUD and said that he hoped I didn't mind and I said, "no, Daddy, I want you to put your sperms in me but I don't want a baby!" and he smiled at me. We stopped at Friendlies on the way home for burgers and a milk shake and some ice cream.
That night I got dressed in some of my very sexiest underwear for Daddy, and gave him a very nice long blowjob. I started out sucking him on the sofa while he watched TV, first just leaning over and putting his nice penis in my mouth until it got really really hard, and then I got down on the floor between his legs and sat on my calves and sucked his penis straight out but I tried to do a deep throat but I choked because his penis was too hard and wouldn't bend right. Then Daddy said, "wait a minute, honey, let's try something" and he had me lay down on the sofa longways, and put my head on the arm with my head pointed way back like I was almost upside down. He put his penis into my mouth and slid forwards and I tilted my head back and as he went in I swallowed and his penis went like straight into my throat! It was so cool! Daddy put his fingers on the front of my neck and said, "there it is baby, it's all the way in your throat!" and rubbed it and it felt so weird! He started moving his dick back and forth and it went nearly all the ways down my throat. He leaned forwards and rubbed my clitty button and my pussy lips and we just did that for a longish time. I was drooling out of my mouth a little because I couldn't swallow all my spit so fast and Daddy's fingers were making me forget what the heck I was doing. I started trembling through a really good orgasm and just as I did, Daddy pushed his penis all the way down my neck and grunted over and over again as he shot a whole bunch of semen right into my tummy. He must have cummed at least six times, and I didn't get to taste a single drop! Boo hoo!
A week later, we started school again, and Tommy and Brian and I were in middle school. I said Hello to Mr Bonacelli in the hallway just before lunch period on the first day, and he smiled at me and said he was really glad to see me again. I looked down at his belt buckle and lower in his pants, and I could see that.
That year, I had a study hall period after lunch, and Mr B told the study hall teacher that I was a special student and that he needed me to help him with lessons every Monday, Wednesday and Friday after lunch, so I got out of having to go to study hall. I was bored there anyway, since I always got my homework done quickly and had straight A's except I got a B- in health class, can you believe it? The old bat who taught it didn't like me. I think she hated me ever since I spoke up that time in class, when she said that a man's semen was mostly made of water and proteins and sugars, and I raised my hand and said, "then how come it tastes so salty?" and she shushed me and got all red and the kids laughed...
So I met Mr B down in the basement in a dark old room that he had a key for, three times a week so I could drink his sperms. He would sometimes reach down and play with my nipples while I sucked on him but he never offered to give me an orgasm, but that's OK because I really liked just making him happy. Mr B's dick was nice, thin and long, and I loved to take it all the way down my throat and make swallowing noises, because I could keep it down there and still breathe through my nose. Usually Mr B had his orgasm after about a minute of that. I usually tried to give him another one before we had to go back upstairs, but that didn't always work.
In October, we had a few days off because there was some sort of teacher training, and Daddy told me that as a special gift we were going to take a trip to a fancy hotel in the city and stay for three days, and have a really special father-daughter time. I was really excited to hear that. The day before we were supposed to go up there, Daddy and Mister Alex and I had a nice party at Mister Alex's house, he took some pictures and I sucked him and Daddy, one of them would lick my pussy while I sucked on the other one, and they switched back and forth a bunch of times until I'd had about a jillion orgasms and was mostly just jelly, and then they both knelt on either side of my face and both of them spermed me all over my face at the same time and I loved it.
Mister Alex took a bunch of pictures of that too. I looked at one of them later. I was totally drenched! There was a big glob of sperm on my chin, and I had bunches and lines of it criss-crossing both cheeks. My nose had a big blob that almost went up my nostril, and Daddy had spermed a big puddle of it in my right eye. Mister Alex had shot a bunch across my left eyebrow and there were even spots of it in my eyelashes! My forehead had a big huge puddle of it that drooled down over my eyebrows, and there was even some in my hair! Daddy let me lay there a long time while it dried and I smelled both of their male aromas. I played with my boobies while I lay there.
That had become one of my favorite things to do - My boobies had all of a sudden decided they were going to grow, right after school started. My training bras didn't fit at all anymore, I had to wear a B cup, and even that got tight by Thanksgiving. I spent hours and hours playing with them after school and when I took a shower or bath. They were both perfectly round and the nipples were super duper sensitive, all I had to do is touch them with a wet finger and they'd get real hard and then I'd pinch them and pull them out and that sent shocks all the way down my body to my clitty when I did that, it was like they were connected with electric wires or something. I'd stand in front of my mirror at night in my high heels and some stockings and turn this way and that to see what I looked like, and took a bunch of selfies with my phone but I never ever sent them to anyone, even Daddy, because I read how you can get in real trouble if you have them on your phone if they're not you.
The next day, Friday, we got up early to drive to the city. I wanted to suck on Daddy in the car, but he said No, he wanted to save it all for later, so I grinned at that and said OK. I gave him a quick suck anyway but didn't make him orgasm. Daddy said to pack some of my favorite underwear things, and shoes, and a nice dress or skirt to wear out to dinners, and other stuff too. I packed two of my favorite vibrator dildoes too.
We drove all day it seemed like, and didn't get to the city until almost dark. We stopped on the way for lunch and stuff, but I spent most of the drive playing on my PS2 or looking out the window. When we got to the hotel, it was like a palace! There was gleaming mirrors and fancy lamps hanging from the ceiling, and big tile floors and columns right in the middle of the room! A bunch of guys in fancy uniforms stood around and carried luggage for people, and everybody I saw looked like they were famous or movie stars or something. Daddy went to the check in place and got the key to our room and gave his suitcase to a man with a cart with other bags on it. A man in a red uniform came up and took my rollie suitcase and my little makeup case and said, "Please allow me, Miss" in a real deep voice and winked at me, and I thought that was really fancy.
He followed me and Daddy into the elevator and we went WAY WAY up. The elevator was on the outside of the whole building, and we could see the whole city as we went up. Finally we stopped and I was almost dizzy. Daddy got out and I followed him and the man with my bags followed me. The man with the cart was already there, and he opened the doors - there were TWO doors into our room, not just one. Our room was huge, almost as big as our whole house. There was white carpet on the floor and big white leather furniture and glass tables and big huge windows where you could see forever and flowers on the table and it was like something out of Princess Diaries or something. I just stood in the middle of the room and goggled at it. The man showed Daddy where the bathroom and the bedroom was, and how to run the lights and the TV and then Daddy gave him a bunch of money and he left us alone.
Daddy said we could order room service for dinner, and I could have anything I wanted. I ordered a cheeseburger and fries and a chocolate milkshake, and I forget what Daddy had. We had a really nice dinner, just the two of us, and I fell asleep watching TV with Daddy but he woke me up when it was time to go to bed. I curled up next to him and fell asleep in the huge bed.
The next morning, Daddy ordered breakfast from room service again, and then we got dressed and Daddy took me shopping. He bought me a couple really nice skirts and some dresses and a really fancy short, tight red dress with spangles on it, and with a big scoop in front so almost all of my boobs showed, and nothing at all in back so I couldn't wear a bra. It looked almost like a dress the girls at the doctor's office wore. We went shoe shopping then, and I found a pair of really high heels that were platforms too. They had a hole in front where my toes came out and a strap around my ankle and they looked really grown up. I could barely walk in them but I figured out. We went to a fancy women's underwear store too and Daddy bought me four nice bras to hold my growing boobs, and some garter belts again and about ten pairs of stockings, some really shiny ones and some with a stripe up the back and all. The ladies there gave Daddy some odd looks as he was buying my underwear but he told them that I was his niece, and that his "wife" was really short and petite.
After lunch, Daddy said if my toes were showing I needed to get a petty cure, and my fingernails too so he took me to a salon and it was so nice being pampered. I got my nails done and my toenails too, a really bright red, and they washed my hair and gave me nice curls and all and the oriental women clucked and cluttered over me for hours.
After we got back to the hotel, I took a little nap, and then got up. Daddy said we're going out tonight to see a show so I hopped in the bathtub and took a nice hot bath and sudsed myself all over, and shaved my coochie real smooth. Daddy came in and watched me shave, he said he loves watching me do that. I put on some of my new stockings and a nice red garter belt to match and then some red panties, and my new red dress with a big scoop in the front where my boobs are and almost nothing in the back so I can't wear a bra but that's ok 'cause I love to feel the material against my nipples. Daddy helped me get my stockings attached and kissed both of my butt cheeks when he did, that made me laugh and giggle. My new shoes made me look about a foot taller or so it seemed. I admired myself in the mirror, I was so grown up looking. Daddy said I could even put on a little tiny bit of lipstick and eye shadow and some of Mommy's favorite perfume that he brought with him. He took some pictures of me too.
We took a real taxi to this fancy restaurant, and a waiter named Dee took us to our table and even held my chair out for me when I sat down! Daddy said I could have whatever I wanted but that I should try the flay minyon or lobsters tails. I didn't want any lobsters tail so I had the flay minyons and it was really good but it was just steak and a baked potato. I had a salad too, and Daddy even let me sip some of his wine but I didn't really like it. I had ice cream for dessert. Then we got another taxi to a fancy theater where they had people on stage and they were dressed as the Lion King and it was pretty good but I liked the movie better.
My favorite part of the whole night though was being in the restaurant and the theatre and knowing that I had sexy grown up underwear on with real stockings and high heels and that some people looked at me like they wanted to eat me all up, mostly the men, and some of the women looked at me like I was something they stepped on in their shoes. But I was getting used to that. In fact, I even let my dress slide up my legs while I was at the restaurant and I'm positive at least two men saw my garter straps and stockings and that gave me a thrill. I love showing off!
We took our taxi back to the hotel and my eyes just went crazy as we went up in the elevator and saw the whole city below us with all the lights and everything, it was like out of a movie. We got to our room and Daddy and I stood in the dark and just looked out the window for a while, holding hands and being next to each other. Daddy said, "I love you, Julia, you're the best thing in my life" and I said "I love you more, Daddy, you're the best Daddy anywhere and I want to be with you all the time." My coochie was tingling from all the excitement and fun we had.
Daddy then took my shoulders and turned me to see him, and he knelt down so his face was level with mine.
"Sweetie, I have something to tell you."
I said, "What is it, Daddy? Is everything OK?" and he said, "Yes, sweetie, everything is fine. In fact, it's better than fine. Tonight, if you want me, I will make you a woman."
I gasped and almost started to cry. I was overwhelmed with joy, and burbled, "Oh Daddy will you please? I really really want that, more than anything else in the whole world" and I started to babble and he shushed me, I was so excited.
He picked me up and literally carried me into the bedroom while I shuddered and held onto his neck and kissed his arms. He sat me down on the edge real carefully, and then he pulled my dress up over my head and slowly pulled it off of me. He just looked down at me for a minute and murmured, 'My beautiful little girl, my beautiful little angel... over and over. I had my eyes closed and was trying not to breathe too heavy. I sat there in my heels and stockings.
I wriggled my panties down over my feet and lay back, spreading my legs. I wanted Daddy to see all of me. I held my hands on either side of my pussy lips and said, "Please Daddy, I love you." Daddy crawled between my legs and put his face right up next to my pussy. It was hot and I know he felt the waves of heat coming up off of it. He stuck out his tongue and licked all the way from the very bottom of my pussy lips up to the very top and then all around on my clitty button. He grabbed it with his teeth, nipping, biting gently, just enough to capture my button and worry it back and forth with his tongue. I curled my hands in his hair and pushed my hips up to meet his face, trying to mash his face into my pussy. I ran his face left and right across my crotch, his scratchy whiskers sending waves of hot tremors up through my little body. My heels met on his back, and I locked them together and used my tiny legs to trap him. One hand grabbed my left boob roughly, my fingers twisting and turning my little nipple until I thought it would tear off. A climax rushed through my body and I moaned. But I couldn't stop, couldn't push him away from his oral battering of my poor as-yet unused pussy. Another orgasm crept up as the first receded.
After three or four, I could take no more, I had to push him away, breathlessly. My whole body was sweating, my pussy pulsating with heat and desire. Daddy straightened up, kneeling over me like a god. I was to be sacrificed to his penis, my little 5-inch deep pussy about to be knifed through with desire. I saw his gorgeous cock, ramrod straight, stiff, dripping with love for me.
"Do it, Daddy, do it!" my voice wavered and faded away. I grabbed my boobs with each hand, holding them tightly, and closed my eyes. But I couldn't, I could not keep them closed and miss this, this most important moment of my whole life. I saw his cock, one hand holding it steady as he dipped his hips and lined the head of it up with my tiny opening.
I knew it would hurt. I knew it would rip and sting and I'd cry out in pain but I wanted it anyway, wanted it more than anything in the world. I needed my Daddy's cock in me. I tried to angle my hips up to meet him but had no strength. My legs were bent at the knees, splayed wide, giving him as much room as I could between my still tiny hips.
I felt the tip touch me and I almost had an orgasm right there. He pushed a bit and met the obstruction. He stopped, shuddering. I tensed up, but whimpered encouragement. He paused for a second and mouthed, "I love you" and then he cracked his hips forwards and down with all his strength, and I felt a sharp stab of pain and it hurt like all get-out, and I know I cried out but he kept on, burying himself in me, his cock sliding wetly into my channel.
Oh my god the feeling. Full. So full. And it hurt! I'm not going to lie. It hurt like hell. I felt like I'd sat on a telephone pole for a second. I wasn't a regular body any more, I was just a tiny hairless pussy wrapped around his cock like a second skin. It felt like he was in me all the way to my throat. Daddy held still for a minute, not moving, just breathing heavily, while I tried to adjust. How do you fit a seven inch cock into a five inch pussy? Very slowly. Very carefully. I groaned and Daddy looked at me with lusty caution.
I gripped him, with my pussy and my legs and I felt a marvelous warmth spread through me. My pussy felt like it was on fire. He leaned down and his lips met mine, our tongues dueling. He started moving, thrusting, slowly at first and shallow, but I urged him on, rolling my hips at him, pulling him deeper with each cycle.
My first orgasm as a woman came up suddenly, my pussy gushing wetly, my clitty vibrating at a million rpm. I shuddered and cried out, holding him even tighter. He thrust again, forcefully, his swollen dick pushing apart the wet lips of my pussy, spearing my very core, tunneling deep into me until I felt another pain, a dull ache and I remembered from our study. My Daddy had butted up against my cervix, an obstruction he could not tear through. Yet.
But now he started rutting, pounding down into me like I was a contest and the race was on. Grunting, sweating, even cussing, his names for me and what I was rained down on me and I loved them. I orgasmed again, shivering, the words pounding into my ears like his cock was pounding into my pussy. Each one imprinted on my brain, a mini-shock of climax for each as they reverberated off my eardrums. He grunted in my ear.
Slut
Dick Magnet
Cum bucket
Fuck puppy
Whore
Cunt
I climaxed at that last one, it was sooooooo dirty and nasty. I was a cunt. My pussy was a cunt right now. It might be a pussy later, when there was no cock in it, but right now, with my Daddy pounding his steel-hard dick into it, it was a cunt. A little girl's, young cunt but a cunt still.
I closed my eyes and pictured his cock barreling in and out of my cunt down there, the broad head splitting my walls, burbling out the clear lube I'd tasted and swallowed so often. I saw his balls, rolling around in their sack, building up the payload I'd waited so long for. I pictured the millions of sperms, unknowing of their destination, consumed with only one idea.
On and on he pounded into me, time stopped, or rather, it lengthened until a second was an hour, a minute a day. The sound echoed in the luxurious room. A sound I'm sure the room had heard before.
'schluck..schluck..schluck..schluck..' A metronome of fucking. Our wet love-making was a symphony of lust and sex, pure animalistic sex with no regard for custom or law or tradition, ignoring age and bonds and society. Just two people who loved each other dearly with no boundaries.
My orgasm built up, I could feel it whirling around inside me, gathering strength like a tropical storm, building to a hurricane, a super storm, the perfect storm. My legs trembled, wrapped around my Daddy's waist, my long red heels locked together, the silky feel of my stockings sliding across his flesh and adding their own sibilance to the mucking, wet-boot-in-mud sound of his penis blasting apart the folds of my pussy-cunt. His beautiful cock rubbed my clitty back and forth, pushing in and out with every stroke.
Higher, higher, so much higher I climbed, the heavens opening up, billions of star-pricks of light behind my eyelids. My clit was being pounded into mush by the strong body of my father, the millions of nerve endings in it each tied to a firecracker dipped in electricity. Then through the fog, a part of my brain heard my Daddy grunt and I knew that he'd soon explode.
Behind my closed eyes, I saw his balls draw up in their sack, the muscles pumping, the veins and tubes opening up. I saw the sperm and semen clump together, the countdown nearing zero, and then the strong, superhuman contractions, and the mass rushing up and out, away from Daddy's body and headed towards the very middle of mine.
I saw his cock, pulsing, shivering, pounding up against my cervix, the pink walls of my vagina dripping with moisture. I saw the huge wide tube running up the bottom of his penis, the pathway my tongue knew so well, the flesh I'd licked and kissed and nuzzled so many dozens of time as his sperm rushed up through it and rocketed into my mouth. I saw the wave rushing through it like a pig through a python, only not just a short bulge but a long expansion and then I saw the head of my Daddy's penis burst open and a huge rocket of wet, salty, white sperm crashed in to my womb's entrance like a tidal wave and I orgasmed again, the Big Bang of my universe, I felt every cell in my body separate and fly off into space and another tidal wave of semen burst into me, flooding my pussy, my cervix eagerly sucking it up into my womb.
Millions, billions of sperm cells joining me, each one carrying my Daddy to me, my sisters, my children. Daddy's penis jumped again, his balls firing cannonades of sperm and cum, and I knew his joy and ecstasy, as his love flooded into me, seeping, leaking out, my tiny channel far too small for his outpouring and his love, my womb filled like air into a balloon.
I clutched him too tightly, my legs locked around his waist, my arms around his broad Daddy-shoulders, fingers barely touching. I wanted him to pour into me forever, his body and soul turning into semen and flooding into me until that's all I was - a horny little girl with gallons and gallons of her Daddy's sperm shooting inside her.
But it had to end. Even Daddys run out of sperm sooner or later. I wanted every single drop, every single tiny cell, and I got them. I knew Daddy had no more in him, I'd sucked every single one out of him with my insistent girlish pussy and I was planning on doing that every chance I got.
My ankles unlocked, their stocking-clad legs falling open, my tiny hips clicking audibly. My arms went around his neck, my little face landing kisses everywhere I could reach on his sweaty body. I felt his hands press into the bed on either side of me, his body trying to pull away, to extract his still rigid Daddy-penis from my immature pussy but I couldn't let him go. Not yet. Not ever. I tightened muscles I didn't know I had, whimpering, crying.
"Nooooooooo, Daddy, noooooooo!..stay!!in me!!.please!!stay!...cum some more!I want it!.I need you!..cock..your cums!!please!." My voice trailed off. I'd gone hoarse, not even realizing I'd been screaming through my own climaxes, my throat raw and dry.
Daddy collapsed on me and then rolled like a swampy alligator, my pussy his prey, and I ended up on top of his broad and strong chest, my ass jutting up into the moonlit room, my legs fencing his, my developing boobs tickled by the manly chest hair. I could feel myself leaking and I wept lightly, not wanting a single drop to escape. I felt Daddy tense and push up into me, trying to seal our union.
I sighed, my breath flowing out of me. My tiny body continued to shiver and shake, orgasmic after-shocks rolling through my flesh as it unconsciously re-created the marvelous fucking I'd just loved.
It's a good thing that IUD was there!
The rest of my summer vacation went kinda fast, it seemed. I got up with Daddy up each morning and gave him a nice blowjob, and swallowed his overnight sperms for my breakfast protein. I read a lot of books that summer, and surfed on the internet and learned quite a lot about sex stuff. Usually, if it was good weather I played outside, or went with Tommy and a few other boys to the woods for fun stuff once or twice a week. Daddy had talked with Tommy and he promised to take care of me. Daddy trusted Tommy because he'd known him forever, since when Tommy was a little kid. The boys learned how to lick my pussy and butthole, and you haven't lived until you've had a bunch of cute boys taking turns putting their tongues in your butt and licking your clitty button until you have so many orgasms you can't see straight!
Mister Alex came over a couple of more times, but he never brought as many friends as he had that first time. I think the most I ever sucked in one night was 11 men. My lingerie collection grew and grew, and I loved wearing all of it - it made me feel so grown up. Daddy and I spent almost all his free time together, we went out shopping and to eat dinners and to the water park and all over the place, it was so nice spending all my time with my Daddy! He treated me just like a real girlfriend.
On Sundays, we'd stay in and read the paper and the funnies and watch some cartoons, and Daddy would just wait on me all day long. Then at night he'd give me some warm enemas and put his penis in my butt and just fuck me until I passed out. I loved Sundays!
I kept count in my diary - I sucked on Daddy's penis and swallowed his sperms 62 times that summer, and put his gorgeous penis in my butthole 23 times. What a summer!
Towards the end of the summer, I asked him when he thought I would be old enough for him to put his penis in my vagina and make me a real woman who had real sex. He thought about that and then told me one day that he would take me to a woman's doctor and have him examine me and tell me when it would be OK. I was glad to hear that but wasn't really happy about going to a doctor 'cause every time I did that in the past I usually got a shot. Usually in my butt!
So one day he stayed home from work and told me we were going to the doctor who would examine my pussy and tell Daddy when I'd be ready. The doctor was in a town about an hour drive away. When we got there, there were all sorts of really pretty girls in the waiting room, they had big boobs and were really really pretty. Daddy told me this doctor worked for all the dancers around, the girls who danced for men at night. I nodded and just looked at them all in wonder. When it came to be my turn, Daddy and I went in. The doctor looked like a nice older man, he had white hair and a mustache. He talked to me for a few minutes while Daddy looked on, and then asked me to take off my dress and panties and jump up on his table. It was a really odd looking chair with two legs where you put your feet and then it tilted way back and my feet were spread out like crazy. The doctor put a mirror on his head and then rolled up between my legs on a stool. He had this weird looking tool in his hands that he put some lube on and then very slowly put up my pussy. It was COLD! I jumped a little bit but Daddy held my hand and then I calmed down. The doctor said he could see right up my pussy and that everything looked real good. He said I had a five inch canal which I didn't know what that meant, and Daddy said that meant my pussy was five inches deep. The doctor said, 'Alright, I'm going to insert the eye you dee' and I looked at Daddy kinda afraid and Daddy said, "Don't worry sweetie, the doctor is going to put something in you so you don't have babies!" and I kinda nodded and gulped. Daddy explained that I was way too young to have babies, and I nodded and he said that this eye you dee thing would keep sperms from getting to my egg, and that he planned to put his sperms up in me a whole lot. I liked that idea and decided I was glad I was getting an eye you dee. (When I looked at my diary recently, I realized they meant IUD! Boy was I dumb back then! Julia. Age 15)
The doctor messed around down there for a little bit and I felt a little pinch inside of me but that's all. The doctor was rubbing my clitty a bit with his thumb while he worked on me and that felt pretty good after a while. The doctor asked Daddy if I liked oral and Daddy nodded and said, 'She sure does!' so the doctor leaned in and suddenly licked me right on the clitty! I whimpered a little bit but he kept on licking some more and I moaned a little and then a shiver went right through me. The doctor said, "She has a very sensitive clitoral area" and Daddy said, "Yes" and the Doctor said "let's see if we can find her graph and bird" and I didn't know what that was but then he put one finger up inside me and rubbed and something in my pussy exploded! I cried out and grabbed Daddy's hand and my whole body orgasmed. I mean, I felt it in my toes! The doctor smiled at Daddy and said, "You are lucky!" and then at me and said, "hold on, sweetie let's just see how sensitive you are" and rubbed some more and I orgasmed again and started sweating and crying and my whole body was trembling and then I must have passed out after a while because next thing I knew I was waking up with chills and goose pimples on me, and the Doctor was rubbing my breasts with some cold jelly. I was crosseyed. The doctor said that I was a very nice little girl and was very very lucky because I had a very well developed Gee spot, whatever that was. I asked him if that's what made me have such a huge orgasm and he said yes and that I could expect to have one like that a lot and I smiled at him and said, "Cool!".
He helped me up off of the chair and gave me my dress to put back on. I wriggled into it while he and Daddy talked in whispers for a moment. I heard Daddy say "pressure" and "sometime soon" and the Doctor said "thin" and "should be no problem, within a month or so" and "cervix is healthy and strong". I tried to listen but they kept turning away from me.
On the way home, Daddy said that I was a perfect little girl and that he was proud of me for being brave and all during the exam. He explained about the IUD and said that he hoped I didn't mind and I said, "no, Daddy, I want you to put your sperms in me but I don't want a baby!" and he smiled at me. We stopped at Friendlies on the way home for burgers and a milk shake and some ice cream.
That night I got dressed in some of my very sexiest underwear for Daddy, and gave him a very nice long blowjob. I started out sucking him on the sofa while he watched TV, first just leaning over and putting his nice penis in my mouth until it got really really hard, and then I got down on the floor between his legs and sat on my calves and sucked his penis straight out but I tried to do a deep throat but I choked because his penis was too hard and wouldn't bend right. Then Daddy said, "wait a minute, honey, let's try something" and he had me lay down on the sofa longways, and put my head on the arm with my head pointed way back like I was almost upside down. He put his penis into my mouth and slid forwards and I tilted my head back and as he went in I swallowed and his penis went like straight into my throat! It was so cool! Daddy put his fingers on the front of my neck and said, "there it is baby, it's all the way in your throat!" and rubbed it and it felt so weird! He started moving his dick back and forth and it went nearly all the ways down my throat. He leaned forwards and rubbed my clitty button and my pussy lips and we just did that for a longish time. I was drooling out of my mouth a little because I couldn't swallow all my spit so fast and Daddy's fingers were making me forget what the heck I was doing. I started trembling through a really good orgasm and just as I did, Daddy pushed his penis all the way down my neck and grunted over and over again as he shot a whole bunch of semen right into my tummy. He must have cummed at least six times, and I didn't get to taste a single drop! Boo hoo!
A week later, we started school again, and Tommy and Brian and I were in middle school. I said Hello to Mr Bonacelli in the hallway just before lunch period on the first day, and he smiled at me and said he was really glad to see me again. I looked down at his belt buckle and lower in his pants, and I could see that.
That year, I had a study hall period after lunch, and Mr B told the study hall teacher that I was a special student and that he needed me to help him with lessons every Monday, Wednesday and Friday after lunch, so I got out of having to go to study hall. I was bored there anyway, since I always got my homework done quickly and had straight A's except I got a B- in health class, can you believe it? The old bat who taught it didn't like me. I think she hated me ever since I spoke up that time in class, when she said that a man's semen was mostly made of water and proteins and sugars, and I raised my hand and said, "then how come it tastes so salty?" and she shushed me and got all red and the kids laughed...
So I met Mr B down in the basement in a dark old room that he had a key for, three times a week so I could drink his sperms. He would sometimes reach down and play with my nipples while I sucked on him but he never offered to give me an orgasm, but that's OK because I really liked just making him happy. Mr B's dick was nice, thin and long, and I loved to take it all the way down my throat and make swallowing noises, because I could keep it down there and still breathe through my nose. Usually Mr B had his orgasm after about a minute of that. I usually tried to give him another one before we had to go back upstairs, but that didn't always work.
In October, we had a few days off because there was some sort of teacher training, and Daddy told me that as a special gift we were going to take a trip to a fancy hotel in the city and stay for three days, and have a really special father-daughter time. I was really excited to hear that. The day before we were supposed to go up there, Daddy and Mister Alex and I had a nice party at Mister Alex's house, he took some pictures and I sucked him and Daddy, one of them would lick my pussy while I sucked on the other one, and they switched back and forth a bunch of times until I'd had about a jillion orgasms and was mostly just jelly, and then they both knelt on either side of my face and both of them spermed me all over my face at the same time and I loved it.
Mister Alex took a bunch of pictures of that too. I looked at one of them later. I was totally drenched! There was a big glob of sperm on my chin, and I had bunches and lines of it criss-crossing both cheeks. My nose had a big blob that almost went up my nostril, and Daddy had spermed a big puddle of it in my right eye. Mister Alex had shot a bunch across my left eyebrow and there were even spots of it in my eyelashes! My forehead had a big huge puddle of it that drooled down over my eyebrows, and there was even some in my hair! Daddy let me lay there a long time while it dried and I smelled both of their male aromas. I played with my boobies while I lay there.
That had become one of my favorite things to do - My boobies had all of a sudden decided they were going to grow, right after school started. My training bras didn't fit at all anymore, I had to wear a B cup, and even that got tight by Thanksgiving. I spent hours and hours playing with them after school and when I took a shower or bath. They were both perfectly round and the nipples were super duper sensitive, all I had to do is touch them with a wet finger and they'd get real hard and then I'd pinch them and pull them out and that sent shocks all the way down my body to my clitty when I did that, it was like they were connected with electric wires or something. I'd stand in front of my mirror at night in my high heels and some stockings and turn this way and that to see what I looked like, and took a bunch of selfies with my phone but I never ever sent them to anyone, even Daddy, because I read how you can get in real trouble if you have them on your phone if they're not you.
The next day, Friday, we got up early to drive to the city. I wanted to suck on Daddy in the car, but he said No, he wanted to save it all for later, so I grinned at that and said OK. I gave him a quick suck anyway but didn't make him orgasm. Daddy said to pack some of my favorite underwear things, and shoes, and a nice dress or skirt to wear out to dinners, and other stuff too. I packed two of my favorite vibrator dildoes too.
We drove all day it seemed like, and didn't get to the city until almost dark. We stopped on the way for lunch and stuff, but I spent most of the drive playing on my PS2 or looking out the window. When we got to the hotel, it was like a palace! There was gleaming mirrors and fancy lamps hanging from the ceiling, and big tile floors and columns right in the middle of the room! A bunch of guys in fancy uniforms stood around and carried luggage for people, and everybody I saw looked like they were famous or movie stars or something. Daddy went to the check in place and got the key to our room and gave his suitcase to a man with a cart with other bags on it. A man in a red uniform came up and took my rollie suitcase and my little makeup case and said, "Please allow me, Miss" in a real deep voice and winked at me, and I thought that was really fancy.
He followed me and Daddy into the elevator and we went WAY WAY up. The elevator was on the outside of the whole building, and we could see the whole city as we went up. Finally we stopped and I was almost dizzy. Daddy got out and I followed him and the man with my bags followed me. The man with the cart was already there, and he opened the doors - there were TWO doors into our room, not just one. Our room was huge, almost as big as our whole house. There was white carpet on the floor and big white leather furniture and glass tables and big huge windows where you could see forever and flowers on the table and it was like something out of Princess Diaries or something. I just stood in the middle of the room and goggled at it. The man showed Daddy where the bathroom and the bedroom was, and how to run the lights and the TV and then Daddy gave him a bunch of money and he left us alone.
Daddy said we could order room service for dinner, and I could have anything I wanted. I ordered a cheeseburger and fries and a chocolate milkshake, and I forget what Daddy had. We had a really nice dinner, just the two of us, and I fell asleep watching TV with Daddy but he woke me up when it was time to go to bed. I curled up next to him and fell asleep in the huge bed.
The next morning, Daddy ordered breakfast from room service again, and then we got dressed and Daddy took me shopping. He bought me a couple really nice skirts and some dresses and a really fancy short, tight red dress with spangles on it, and with a big scoop in front so almost all of my boobs showed, and nothing at all in back so I couldn't wear a bra. It looked almost like a dress the girls at the doctor's office wore. We went shoe shopping then, and I found a pair of really high heels that were platforms too. They had a hole in front where my toes came out and a strap around my ankle and they looked really grown up. I could barely walk in them but I figured out. We went to a fancy women's underwear store too and Daddy bought me four nice bras to hold my growing boobs, and some garter belts again and about ten pairs of stockings, some really shiny ones and some with a stripe up the back and all. The ladies there gave Daddy some odd looks as he was buying my underwear but he told them that I was his niece, and that his "wife" was really short and petite.
After lunch, Daddy said if my toes were showing I needed to get a petty cure, and my fingernails too so he took me to a salon and it was so nice being pampered. I got my nails done and my toenails too, a really bright red, and they washed my hair and gave me nice curls and all and the oriental women clucked and cluttered over me for hours.
After we got back to the hotel, I took a little nap, and then got up. Daddy said we're going out tonight to see a show so I hopped in the bathtub and took a nice hot bath and sudsed myself all over, and shaved my coochie real smooth. Daddy came in and watched me shave, he said he loves watching me do that. I put on some of my new stockings and a nice red garter belt to match and then some red panties, and my new red dress with a big scoop in the front where my boobs are and almost nothing in the back so I can't wear a bra but that's ok 'cause I love to feel the material against my nipples. Daddy helped me get my stockings attached and kissed both of my butt cheeks when he did, that made me laugh and giggle. My new shoes made me look about a foot taller or so it seemed. I admired myself in the mirror, I was so grown up looking. Daddy said I could even put on a little tiny bit of lipstick and eye shadow and some of Mommy's favorite perfume that he brought with him. He took some pictures of me too.
We took a real taxi to this fancy restaurant, and a waiter named Dee took us to our table and even held my chair out for me when I sat down! Daddy said I could have whatever I wanted but that I should try the flay minyon or lobsters tails. I didn't want any lobsters tail so I had the flay minyons and it was really good but it was just steak and a baked potato. I had a salad too, and Daddy even let me sip some of his wine but I didn't really like it. I had ice cream for dessert. Then we got another taxi to a fancy theater where they had people on stage and they were dressed as the Lion King and it was pretty good but I liked the movie better.
My favorite part of the whole night though was being in the restaurant and the theatre and knowing that I had sexy grown up underwear on with real stockings and high heels and that some people looked at me like they wanted to eat me all up, mostly the men, and some of the women looked at me like I was something they stepped on in their shoes. But I was getting used to that. In fact, I even let my dress slide up my legs while I was at the restaurant and I'm positive at least two men saw my garter straps and stockings and that gave me a thrill. I love showing off!
We took our taxi back to the hotel and my eyes just went crazy as we went up in the elevator and saw the whole city below us with all the lights and everything, it was like out of a movie. We got to our room and Daddy and I stood in the dark and just looked out the window for a while, holding hands and being next to each other. Daddy said, "I love you, Julia, you're the best thing in my life" and I said "I love you more, Daddy, you're the best Daddy anywhere and I want to be with you all the time." My coochie was tingling from all the excitement and fun we had.
Daddy then took my shoulders and turned me to see him, and he knelt down so his face was level with mine.
"Sweetie, I have something to tell you."
I said, "What is it, Daddy? Is everything OK?" and he said, "Yes, sweetie, everything is fine. In fact, it's better than fine. Tonight, if you want me, I will make you a woman."
I gasped and almost started to cry. I was overwhelmed with joy, and burbled, "Oh Daddy will you please? I really really want that, more than anything else in the whole world" and I started to babble and he shushed me, I was so excited.
He picked me up and literally carried me into the bedroom while I shuddered and held onto his neck and kissed his arms. He sat me down on the edge real carefully, and then he pulled my dress up over my head and slowly pulled it off of me. He just looked down at me for a minute and murmured, 'My beautiful little girl, my beautiful little angel... over and over. I had my eyes closed and was trying not to breathe too heavy. I sat there in my heels and stockings.
I wriggled my panties down over my feet and lay back, spreading my legs. I wanted Daddy to see all of me. I held my hands on either side of my pussy lips and said, "Please Daddy, I love you." Daddy crawled between my legs and put his face right up next to my pussy. It was hot and I know he felt the waves of heat coming up off of it. He stuck out his tongue and licked all the way from the very bottom of my pussy lips up to the very top and then all around on my clitty button. He grabbed it with his teeth, nipping, biting gently, just enough to capture my button and worry it back and forth with his tongue. I curled my hands in his hair and pushed my hips up to meet his face, trying to mash his face into my pussy. I ran his face left and right across my crotch, his scratchy whiskers sending waves of hot tremors up through my little body. My heels met on his back, and I locked them together and used my tiny legs to trap him. One hand grabbed my left boob roughly, my fingers twisting and turning my little nipple until I thought it would tear off. A climax rushed through my body and I moaned. But I couldn't stop, couldn't push him away from his oral battering of my poor as-yet unused pussy. Another orgasm crept up as the first receded.
After three or four, I could take no more, I had to push him away, breathlessly. My whole body was sweating, my pussy pulsating with heat and desire. Daddy straightened up, kneeling over me like a god. I was to be sacrificed to his penis, my little 5-inch deep pussy about to be knifed through with desire. I saw his gorgeous cock, ramrod straight, stiff, dripping with love for me.
"Do it, Daddy, do it!" my voice wavered and faded away. I grabbed my boobs with each hand, holding them tightly, and closed my eyes. But I couldn't, I could not keep them closed and miss this, this most important moment of my whole life. I saw his cock, one hand holding it steady as he dipped his hips and lined the head of it up with my tiny opening.
I knew it would hurt. I knew it would rip and sting and I'd cry out in pain but I wanted it anyway, wanted it more than anything in the world. I needed my Daddy's cock in me. I tried to angle my hips up to meet him but had no strength. My legs were bent at the knees, splayed wide, giving him as much room as I could between my still tiny hips.
I felt the tip touch me and I almost had an orgasm right there. He pushed a bit and met the obstruction. He stopped, shuddering. I tensed up, but whimpered encouragement. He paused for a second and mouthed, "I love you" and then he cracked his hips forwards and down with all his strength, and I felt a sharp stab of pain and it hurt like all get-out, and I know I cried out but he kept on, burying himself in me, his cock sliding wetly into my channel.
Oh my god the feeling. Full. So full. And it hurt! I'm not going to lie. It hurt like hell. I felt like I'd sat on a telephone pole for a second. I wasn't a regular body any more, I was just a tiny hairless pussy wrapped around his cock like a second skin. It felt like he was in me all the way to my throat. Daddy held still for a minute, not moving, just breathing heavily, while I tried to adjust. How do you fit a seven inch cock into a five inch pussy? Very slowly. Very carefully. I groaned and Daddy looked at me with lusty caution.
I gripped him, with my pussy and my legs and I felt a marvelous warmth spread through me. My pussy felt like it was on fire. He leaned down and his lips met mine, our tongues dueling. He started moving, thrusting, slowly at first and shallow, but I urged him on, rolling my hips at him, pulling him deeper with each cycle.
My first orgasm as a woman came up suddenly, my pussy gushing wetly, my clitty vibrating at a million rpm. I shuddered and cried out, holding him even tighter. He thrust again, forcefully, his swollen dick pushing apart the wet lips of my pussy, spearing my very core, tunneling deep into me until I felt another pain, a dull ache and I remembered from our study. My Daddy had butted up against my cervix, an obstruction he could not tear through. Yet.
But now he started rutting, pounding down into me like I was a contest and the race was on. Grunting, sweating, even cussing, his names for me and what I was rained down on me and I loved them. I orgasmed again, shivering, the words pounding into my ears like his cock was pounding into my pussy. Each one imprinted on my brain, a mini-shock of climax for each as they reverberated off my eardrums. He grunted in my ear.
Slut
Dick Magnet
Cum bucket
Fuck puppy
Whore
Cunt
I climaxed at that last one, it was sooooooo dirty and nasty. I was a cunt. My pussy was a cunt right now. It might be a pussy later, when there was no cock in it, but right now, with my Daddy pounding his steel-hard dick into it, it was a cunt. A little girl's, young cunt but a cunt still.
I closed my eyes and pictured his cock barreling in and out of my cunt down there, the broad head splitting my walls, burbling out the clear lube I'd tasted and swallowed so often. I saw his balls, rolling around in their sack, building up the payload I'd waited so long for. I pictured the millions of sperms, unknowing of their destination, consumed with only one idea.
On and on he pounded into me, time stopped, or rather, it lengthened until a second was an hour, a minute a day. The sound echoed in the luxurious room. A sound I'm sure the room had heard before.
'schluck..schluck..schluck..schluck..' A metronome of fucking. Our wet love-making was a symphony of lust and sex, pure animalistic sex with no regard for custom or law or tradition, ignoring age and bonds and society. Just two people who loved each other dearly with no boundaries.
My orgasm built up, I could feel it whirling around inside me, gathering strength like a tropical storm, building to a hurricane, a super storm, the perfect storm. My legs trembled, wrapped around my Daddy's waist, my long red heels locked together, the silky feel of my stockings sliding across his flesh and adding their own sibilance to the mucking, wet-boot-in-mud sound of his penis blasting apart the folds of my pussy-cunt. His beautiful cock rubbed my clitty back and forth, pushing in and out with every stroke.
Higher, higher, so much higher I climbed, the heavens opening up, billions of star-pricks of light behind my eyelids. My clit was being pounded into mush by the strong body of my father, the millions of nerve endings in it each tied to a firecracker dipped in electricity. Then through the fog, a part of my brain heard my Daddy grunt and I knew that he'd soon explode.
Behind my closed eyes, I saw his balls draw up in their sack, the muscles pumping, the veins and tubes opening up. I saw the sperm and semen clump together, the countdown nearing zero, and then the strong, superhuman contractions, and the mass rushing up and out, away from Daddy's body and headed towards the very middle of mine.
I saw his cock, pulsing, shivering, pounding up against my cervix, the pink walls of my vagina dripping with moisture. I saw the huge wide tube running up the bottom of his penis, the pathway my tongue knew so well, the flesh I'd licked and kissed and nuzzled so many dozens of time as his sperm rushed up through it and rocketed into my mouth. I saw the wave rushing through it like a pig through a python, only not just a short bulge but a long expansion and then I saw the head of my Daddy's penis burst open and a huge rocket of wet, salty, white sperm crashed in to my womb's entrance like a tidal wave and I orgasmed again, the Big Bang of my universe, I felt every cell in my body separate and fly off into space and another tidal wave of semen burst into me, flooding my pussy, my cervix eagerly sucking it up into my womb.
Millions, billions of sperm cells joining me, each one carrying my Daddy to me, my sisters, my children. Daddy's penis jumped again, his balls firing cannonades of sperm and cum, and I knew his joy and ecstasy, as his love flooded into me, seeping, leaking out, my tiny channel far too small for his outpouring and his love, my womb filled like air into a balloon.
I clutched him too tightly, my legs locked around his waist, my arms around his broad Daddy-shoulders, fingers barely touching. I wanted him to pour into me forever, his body and soul turning into semen and flooding into me until that's all I was - a horny little girl with gallons and gallons of her Daddy's sperm shooting inside her.
But it had to end. Even Daddys run out of sperm sooner or later. I wanted every single drop, every single tiny cell, and I got them. I knew Daddy had no more in him, I'd sucked every single one out of him with my insistent girlish pussy and I was planning on doing that every chance I got.
My ankles unlocked, their stocking-clad legs falling open, my tiny hips clicking audibly. My arms went around his neck, my little face landing kisses everywhere I could reach on his sweaty body. I felt his hands press into the bed on either side of me, his body trying to pull away, to extract his still rigid Daddy-penis from my immature pussy but I couldn't let him go. Not yet. Not ever. I tightened muscles I didn't know I had, whimpering, crying.
"Nooooooooo, Daddy, noooooooo!..stay!!in me!!.please!!stay!...cum some more!I want it!.I need you!..cock..your cums!!please!." My voice trailed off. I'd gone hoarse, not even realizing I'd been screaming through my own climaxes, my throat raw and dry.
Daddy collapsed on me and then rolled like a swampy alligator, my pussy his prey, and I ended up on top of his broad and strong chest, my ass jutting up into the moonlit room, my legs fencing his, my developing boobs tickled by the manly chest hair. I could feel myself leaking and I wept lightly, not wanting a single drop to escape. I felt Daddy tense and push up into me, trying to seal our union.
I sighed, my breath flowing out of me. My tiny body continued to shiver and shake, orgasmic after-shocks rolling through my flesh as it unconsciously re-created the marvelous fucking I'd just loved.
It's a good thing that IUD was there!
Chapter
12 - Hotel Hi-Jinks
[Author's Note: This chapter contains some dialog and exposition that some might consider "racist" in tone, but the character is playing a game, and acting a part on purpose. It is not meant, in any way, to be demeaning or condescending. Plus, this whole story is so far out of the realm of possibility that anyone who thinks this represents real life needs serious psychiatric counseling. RH]
[Editor's Note: Everything is racist. If you don't like it, find a better planet to live on.]
I think we both fell asleep joined at the crotch. Sometime during the night I must have rolled off of Daddy, as I woke up, arms and legs splayed out like a bug, cum leaking out of my sore, red and raw pussy. I'd lost one shoe sometime during the night. I idly ran my fingers through the soupy mess of my coochie and brought them up to my lips, sucking Daddy's love back into me. If I couldn't keep it in my womb, I'd keep it in my tummy. I felt so good. So warm, so loved. Daddy snored gently next to me. I smiled to myself, hoping that his balls were recharging, filling with sperms again. I just lay there, sucking my fingers dry over and over, swallowing the still-warm juice that was slowly seeping out of me. I reached down and pushed two fingers up in to me, anxious to explore my newly-opened fun parts. I sloshed them around, feeling the hot, wet inside of me, fascinated that this little part of me could be so much fun for both me and my Daddy. I felt in as far as I could push, and then curled a finger, and I felt the rough upper part that sent a vibrating thrill through me. Thanks to that Doctor who gave me the IUD and some research, I knew I'd found my G-spot.
I spent the next ten or fifteen minutes exploring around inside of me as best I could. It felt good, but sore, and I was briefly horrified to see the small red stains on the sheet beneath me but realized they were the marks of my passage. I snuck out of bed and retreated to the bathroom, where I sat on the toilet and peeled the semen-encrusted stockings down off my legs. I took the rest of my sweaty, cruddy lingerie off and hopped into the shower, letting the hot steamy water pour off of me, cleaning me, making me feel whole again. I took the shower head and powerwashed my pussy, switching to cold water. It felt good, rubbing the dried semen off the skin of my pussy lips.
I tried to keep my hair dry, 'cause I wanted to keep the nice curls they'd done for me the day before at the Chinese nail store. I inspected my toe nails, pleased with the nice dark red they still had.
I jumped out and wrapped myself in a big fluffy white towel and went back to the bedroom. Daddy was still asleep, the big lug. I loved him so much. I just stood and watched him sleep and breathe. Then he rolled over onto his back and the sheet fell away, and I stared at his sleeping penis. It lay soft and harmless looking, crusted with his emission and my wetness. I snuggled up softly and leaned to take it in to my mouth and clean it. I can't lie, it tasted a bit funky and icky but that soon passed and I washed my Daddy's penis with my loving mouth. It started to get hard, but then Daddy woke up and grabbed me, tickling me before I could fight back.
"Daddeeeeeee!! Stop, stop stop!" I cried, laughing and giggling with him, reluctantly spitting his hardened muscle out.
"What's the matter you little fox, too much Daddy-loving last night?" he laughed, grabbing me and twisting me to kiss him and his rough unshaven cheeks. I giggled and we spent the next minutes rolling around on the bed like a couple of nuts. We tumbled off the bed and Daddy took me by the hand in to the bathroom and turned on the big shower. Even though I'd just gotten out, I wanted to go back in the steamy tub and soap my Daddy all up. I led him in, and he turned on the hot water, and I went to my knees in front of him as the steam rose around us.
... and I was nothing but a young girl, nude, kneeling in front of an adult man, his rapidly stiffening penis sucked deeply into her mouth, her lips stretched almost impossibly tight around the shaft, the adult male appendage distending her face and cheeks. My nose buried almost to his belly. In love. Completely at peace.
I let Daddy's cock harden in my mouth and looked up at him, a question in my eyes. He looked deeply into mine and his heart came up out of his chest and plunged into mine. He shook his head with a smile and pulled me, protesting weakly, off his penis. He picked me up with his strong arms, and I wrapped my legs around his naked waist, letting my hips slide down slowly until I felt his crown at my opening. I had to wriggle around, and he had to shift here and there, but in a moment he let up on his grip and my body slid down his pole until it crashed into his belly. I cried out, the sharp pain still there, my immature body not yet accustomed to his size. His crown tried to enter my cervix but it was not designed for that. The dull ache only slightly diminished as my clit ground against his pelvic bone. Daddy reached around my butt cheeks and wormed one finger up into me from the other side, and I was doubly blessed. I closed my eyes, crying softly, and hoisted my nude body up and down the half-foot of flesh that was in me, letting the pleasure course through me. Orgasm #1 made my toes curl and cramp and my hips shook, and I started crying tears of orgasmic happiness. Still I rose and fell over and over, impaling my poor little pussy on Daddy's cunt-wrecker of a penis.
I pulled myself up with my arms around Daddy's neck and then let myself fall, fucking my pussy on his cock, pounding my defenseless, immature little cervix down on to it in a frantic attempt to get his dick right into my womb. My clit rubbed against him, sending pleasure ripples through my midsection, and his cock head rubbed roughly across my G-spot, sparking a second climax that almost made me lose my grip.
Daddy walked me stiffly across the wide shower enclosure, then turned, so the hot water splashed down across my back. His finger wormed into my butt and I felt him inside both my hot caverns.
After a moment, salty tears of joy ran down my cheeks and the hot shower water was now washing them away too. I grunted through another climax, gripping Daddy's neck so hard he had to pry my hands apart to breathe. His hot soapy penis was pummeling the inside of my pussy, giving it no time to recover from his assault last night. Again and again I raised and lowered myself on his spear, gripping and releasing my new found muscles down there, until I felt Daddy shiver and he pressed me down on him and his cock battered right through my opening and up into my cervix; the painful, dull ache sending a shiver through me and a cry out through my lips at the impossible physical act.
His balls pulled up into his sack, reared back like a pro baseball pitcher, and then uncorked a high pressure stream of salty, thick, rich baby batter directly into my open womb, sucked up by my greedy little cervix automatically. I cried out in pleasure/pain and groaned, my clit frictioning against him still, and a second jet joined the wet pool of semen sloshing around in my immature uterus. I wept and whimpered as I felt his love ejaculate into me. Daddy grunted again, his hips bouncing me up in the air. Even in the short few hours that his balls had been able to regenerate sperms, a mighty load was built up and my poor pussy needed it as balm, as salve, to heal the rough pounding it was taking. My pussy lips turned inside out, sucking Daddy up as if they wanted to completely surround his entire body.
I collapsed against him, the water beating against my bare skin, Daddy breathing heavily. He had one arm under my butt and one around my neck, and he crab-walked over to the controls and turned the water off. We stood there, or rather, HE stood there. We dripped.
Water.
Semen.
Sweat.
Tears.
Pussy juice.
Thankfully, no blood this time. Gradually, our breathing returned to normal, and Daddy let me down, slowly, my legs still rubbery. I clutched at him, holding myself up and we stumbled out of the shower and fell into a tangled pile of legs, arms, towels, and discarded underwear crusted with drying sperm.
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Forty minutes later, Daddy was wrapped in a plush white robe with the hotel's initials on it, scarfing down a plate of scrambled eggs. I sat splay-legged across from him, my poor battered pussy gaping open, still drooling semen onto the towel I'd put down. I was naked, and had been since we got out of the shower. I saw no reason to dress. When the room service waiter had rung the bell 30 minutes earlier, I naughtily ran over and opened it for him before Daddy could object, acting as if a wet, sweaty, nude young girl in her Daddy's hotel suite was the most natural thing in the world. The old black man's eyes goggled at me. Daddy stumbled from the bedroom and sputtered words of regret and apology, but the old man waved his hand.
"No suh, don't you worry none, I seen much stranger thin's in mah fitty years on here. I knows to keep muh mout' shut an' not say nuttin' to no ones. It's be nobody's bidness what'chall do in de privacy of yore room now suh," he said, laying on the Uncle Remus act pretty thickly, but Daddy got the message.
"Why, yore . . . girlfrien' is such a pretty little thin' now anyway, she's gots no reezun to cubber up anyhow, rights girlie?" and he grinned at me, showing about 600 pearly white teeth.
I smiled and curtsied at him, holding an imaginary petticoat out to either side. I decided to be really naughty and see where it would take me. I knew Daddy would protect me from anything really bad happening.
"Hi, Mister. Do you like my naked stuff?"
"Oh, yeah, sure do, missy, youze gots about da most pretty little pussy I'd ever see on a white girlie."
"I like naked men too. I like dicks a lot! I really like dicks a whole lot!" I said, cocking out my bare hip and spreading my feet apart a little bit, hoping that maybe I'd leak a little and he'd see the white trail down the inside of my thigh.
"You'll have to forgive Julia here, she gets a little . . . forward . . . at times. But, I'm sure you know how that is." Daddy chuckled.
"I shore duz Mistah Bennet, I shore duz. . ." he whispered, his voice fading away, as I noticed him noticing my weeping pussy. His tight uniform trousers were definitely hiding a pretty good sized penis, from what I could tell.
"Why, missy, you dun make this ol' Alabama black snake axe like he's 20 instead o' 70" he grinned at me, rubbing the front of his trousers.
"Daddy," I said, turning to him, "can I give him his tip, please?" in my best little girl voice.
Daddy looked at the man, and he looked at Daddy and then back at me, and smiled very faintly.
Daddy nodded to me. I clapped my hands in glee, and skipped up to the old black employee. I fell to my knees right in front of his large legs, and reached for the zipper to his pants. The noise it made sliding down seemed to reverberate in my ears. I reached into his pants, feeling for the muscle I knew was in there. It felt huge in my hands, and was still somewhat soft and rubbery but it was definitely being pumped up with something. I yanked it out with a grunt, and the large bell end smacked me in the forehead.
"Oh my. . ." I whispered under my breath. It had to be eight, possibly nine inches long all told.
"Now missy, I'm an old man, I am, and I ain't gots much to give ya, but I'se tellin' ya I do so ever enjoy it when a nice young girlie like yoself can put my old black snake right down her throat. . ."
I looked up at him from my position at his feet and smiled and said, "I'll do my best, mister. . ."
I held the magnificent black shaft about midway up with my little white hand and gazed at it with awe and admiration. It was thick, big around, my fingertips didn't even touch. It was curved downwards like a horn, the base buried in a thatch of thick, greyish curly hair, the business end cut nicely, shaped like a crown, dark brown like chocolate, but clear and smooth. The shaft was almost coal black, dark, with noticeable veins running up and down. It throbbed under my hand as the man's blood pumped into it, making it stiffer and stiffer but not straightening out the drooping curve. It was clean, smelled clean, looked clean. I like that. As I slowly, unconsciously pumped it, a large clear drop bubbled from the end, and I promptly licked it off with my tiny pink tongue.
I took a few deep breaths, and loosened my jaw. I scooted up closer to the man and tilted my neck. Opening my mouth, I slid the first inch or two in roughly across my tongue. It felt so good to have a new cock in my mouth. I looked up at the man as I inhaled his penis, his big brown eyes were looking straight at me. I wondered how it looked and felt to this old black man as a tiny white girl performed this oh so naughty and forbidden act on him.
I swallowed, making more spit, and slid another section of his penis into my mouth, feeling the tip nudge up against the top of my throat and back of my tongue. I moved back and forth a few times, sucking deeply, my pink cheeks indented until they touched the shaft inside me. The man put his hand gently on the top of my head, guiding, feeling, touching. I pulled back until just the head was trapped behind my tight lips, and then swiped my tongue across his pee hole, capturing another pearly drop. He sighed.
I took a deep breath and moved my head forwards, not wanting to stop. As the shaft slid farther and farther in, I swallowed, my technique working for me, and gulped roughly just as his tip slid back and pushed hard with my face. The shaft's curve followed the natural angle of my mouth and throat. I felt it slide down my neck an inch, maybe more, and kept massaging it with my tongue and pushing my head forwards. At last, my nose kissed his belly, tickling, the curly hair wafting a rich aroma into my brain. I held the position as long as I could, I could feel the man's heartbeat pulsing through the shaft in my mouth and throat.
Gasping, I had to pull back and take in air. But I wanted the old man to enjoy this, and remember it. I inhaled his penis again, all the way, not stopping until I had every inch buried and my lips and nose touched his crotch. I held it, counting . . . 5. . . 10 . . . 15 . . .20 and OFF!, gasping again, drool and semen dripping off my lips and running down over my chin. Again, down. Held. Back, another breath, my nipples hard little pebbles, my hands digging into his thighs.
I throated the old man's penis for hours, it seemed. I zoned out, my eyes closed, my upper body rocking slowly back and forth, over and over, sucking his shaft all the way into my throat over and over again. I'd run his mighty black weapon right into my face 5 or 6 times, burying my nose into his pubes, and then pull off, gasping for air, bubbles of spit and pre-cum bursting on my lips. And then I'd do it again. My chest dripped with slobber and slime. Finally after what seemed like an eternity of deep throating, the man started to shudder and groan and said, "oh god missy. . .here it comes. . .here it comes. . ." and I pulled back, gulping my mouthful of spit, and opened up, laying his cock head on my tongue and shucking the shaft back and forth. A split second later, I felt his cock pulse, strongly, and he moaned out loud and a hot glob of very salty, very earthy sperm gushed out of his pee hole and spread across the flat of my tongue like paint. He grunted again, and another blob joined it. It was salty and rich and thick, like batter and the taste inflamed my senses. The man shivered and shook and I could hear him exhale, his pleasure unmistakable.
I showed him his treasure on my tongue and then I closed my lips and gulped and swallowed it down like I was a little white slave girl. Then I bowed my head and sat there on my calves, breathing heavily, feeling the thick soup of semen slide down into my stomach. The man patted the top of my head, thanking me profusely for giving him the best tip he had today. And I was so proud of myself!
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Daddy tore into his breakfast, and I had some toast and a waffle and a glass of orange juice for my second breakfast of the day. I was sitting on the fancy wooden chair, its blue velvet cushion protected from my copious leakage by a warm towel. I'd already been fucked hard, gotten a tummy full of sperm, and had about a dozen orgasms, and it wasn't even 10 a.m. The soles of my feet were flat against each other, my knees splayed out, my pussy lips gaped open and getting some much needed rest. White drool leaked from my tiny opening.
"Daddy, when do you think they'll get here?" I asked about our expected visitors.
"Well, Mr Scott said they get off work at 11, so I suppose they'll be here right after that."
"How many do you think there'll be?"
"Didn't Mr Scott say that where were nine gentlemen on his shift?"
"I guess so. D'ya think they all show up?"
"Do you?"
"I sure hope so!" I giggled excitedly. After I downed his salty offering, Mr Scott, that was his name, the waiter man, said that I was about the best and cutest young lady he'd ever met. He asked Daddy if I was always like this, and Daddy said I was something called a 'nimfo like her mother'.
Mr Scott said that he bet the other men on his shift would enjoy meeting me too, and Daddy looked at me and said, 'well, what do you say, sweetie, would you like to meet his friends?' and I nodded yes I would. So Mr Scott said he'd tell all his friends downstairs about me and invite them up and said he'd come back with them 'afta they wuz punched out', but I said please don't hit them! And he laughed and ruffled me on my head and said 'ok, little lady, I promises not to hit 'em!'
So now I was sitting there on the chair, my hands holding the soles of my feet together, my knees bouncing up and down, pussy lips flapping in the breeze, a bundle of sexed up energy. I nibbled on another piece of waffle. I was thoughtful.
"Daddy?"
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"Whaddya think the men are gonna want to do with me, you know, like sex?"
"Well, I don't know for sure. What do YOU want?" he said, coming over to stand behind me and lightly massage my shoulders. I leaned back and sighed.
"Well . . . I don't know . . . my coochie is a little sore I don't know if I wanna do sex with them there. Besides, that's just for you, right?"
"If that's what you want, sure, baby, sure. You don't ever have to do anything you don't want, right?" and he leaned down and nuzzled my neck and went "braazzzzzzt" with his mouth and I giggled and slapped him. But not really.
"D'ya think they'll let me suck on them and drink their sperms? I'd like to do that." I said gravely.
"I'm sure they'd be very happy if you decided to do that."
I got up and went over to the window out over the city. The sun was coming through and it was warm standing there, naked, where anybody could see me, my feet wide apart. I put my hands on my hips and leaned back, stretching, like I did before gymnastics.
"Hey sweetie?" Daddy asked from behind me.
"Yeah?" I answered, turning my head back over one shoulder to look at him. He nodded and pointed down at the warm wood floor under my feet. A big white splotch had fallen out of me. Gosh! I was still leaking. Daddy must have put a ton of sperm in me.
"Maybe you'd better put some panties on, ok baby?" he laughed.
I shrugged and went into the bedroom. I decided to go over all the nice undies we'd bought the day before so I threw them all on the bed and picked up each piece in turn, holding it to my slim body, admiring it in the soft bedroom light. There was a really neat item that was a panty and garter belt in one, it covered up your coochie and butt and it had straps for your stockings attached to it. I decided to wear that one, and found a pair of new white stockings that were really pretty with a big band of lace at the top, I thought the men would like to see me in them. I sat on the bed and then stood up real fast, afraid I'd leak sperms on the nice blanket.
I stepped into the panty-garter and pulled it smoothly up to my crotch, patting the middle in place so my pussy lips would show. They were still warm and a little sore. The back of the panty-garter was pretty little, it just barely covered my butt crack as I looked at it over my back in the big mirror. I padded over to the bureau and opened the new pack of pretty white lace stockings. I decided to go into the bathroom and sit on the tub edge to put them on, and I was real careful to not rip them with my fancy new toenails or fingernails. They were still a teeny bit big for me, even though they were size small! I pulled them all the way up my legs as far as they'd go, and then clipped the garters to them. I stepped in to my brand new high heels and adjusted the strap around my ankles and then stood up to check myself out in the big mirror. I looked pretty hot! I stuck out my butt and looked over my shoulder. I liked the way the garter strap went down my butt cheek. I peeked down at my coochie, so bare and warm there between my thighs, and couldn't resist wetting one finger in my wet pussy hole and rubbing it on my clitty button.
Just then I heard a knock on the door outside, and rushed out with Daddy to answer it. There was Mr Scott, smiling a mile wide and behind him were his friends from downstairs. I sorta hid behind Daddy as we let them in. There was Mr Scott, like I said, and there was three white guys, four black men like Mr Scott but they were younger, and a couple of others too. Mr Scott introduced me to them as "this here sexy youngster has got a mouth on her ya wunt believe!" and I blushed a little bit. The men all seemed to be ok, they weren't the cutest boys I'd ever seen, and one of the black men looked like he'd just come from jail or something but I wasn't getting married to them, I just wanted their dicks.
They thought my outfit was really cute, and most of them took some pictures of me with their phones, but I told them not to show my face 'cause I didn't want them to get in trouble. After they'd all come in and looked around and said "Hello" to me, I sat on the sofa and tried to think of what I wanted. After a while, I said, "Alright, all you guys just line up next to each other, and take off your pants. I want to see your dicks!" and Daddy laughed and Mr Scott laughed too. The men all stood in a line and took off their pants or just let them fall. I sat and looked at them there for a minute. Most of them were playing with their penises, a couple were soft and a couple were getting hard, and a couple were REALLY hard it looked like, pointing straight up! I loved seeing all those pretty penises all in a row, all just for me. Even Daddy was there, taking some pictures. I posed at the end of the line, with all the penises in a row behind me. White, black, brown, there were all sorts of colors. But I didn't care so much about color as I did about their sperm. I knelt down in front of the first guy and popped his penis in my mouth. He went 'uunnhhh' or something like that and I knew I was giving him pleasure. I sucked on him for a minute until his penis was pretty stiff, and then I skooched down to the next guy, and sucked on his cock but it was already hard by the time I got there so I didn't spend too much time on him. Next guy down was a white man with a very long and thin cock, it was about the thinnest cock I'd ever seen on a grown man. It wasn't circumscriped or cicumsized or whatever they say, so I held his cock and pulled back on the skin and put his penis end in my mouth. I moved forward on it until I hit the back of my throat with his dick and then gave it a real hard suck. The poor man's knees almost gave out and he trembled like he was getting shocked. I smiled inside and pulled away, and moved to the next man down.
It took me about 15 minutes, I guess, but I gradually sucked every one of the men and made them get hard for me. I looked up and down the line and all you could see was nice hard penises, all for me. My pussy felt really warm by the time I got finished all the way down the line, and I slid my finger down inside the panty-garter and rubbed my clitty button, but it was still sore. I was surprised, and let out a yell when two of the last guys on the line reached down and picked me up like I was a baby doll and walked me back over to the sofa. They sat me down right in the middle of the sofa, caressing me and rubbing my boobies a little bit and saying how cute I was. The first guy stood right in front of me and his penis was right in my face, a perfect height for my mouth. I opened up and he let me pull his penis in and I started sucking, closing my eyes and moving my head back and forth. I made a lot of spit and his penis was smooth and tasted fresh and clean and nice. It didn't take long, I guess his girlfriend didn't empty out his balls often enough because in about 30 seconds, he quivered and shook and grunted. He looked to Daddy and said, quietly, "should I come in her mouth?" and Daddy said 'Yeah, she loves it' and I nodded too and went "ummmmhummmm" which meant "uh huh" with cock in my mouth.
A second later, a hot splash of salty, spicy semen landed on my tongue and I sucked hard, pulling it all out of him so he wouldn't be so plugged up. I let it wash over my tongue, spreading it around on my gums and all. After he finished, I dipped my head down to get it all up front, and then tilted my head back and opened my mouth to show him. He snapped a picture of my mouth with his sperm in it, and then I smiled with my eyes and swallowed it down, and then opened up my mouth again.
"All gone!" I grinned. He smiled and thanked me and I said you're welcome any time.
He moved out of the line, and the next guy moved up. This was a nice black penis, not real big but very nice looking, all straight out and smooth. His sperm was thick, there was not a lot of it but it was really thick almost like glue. But I got it down, just like always.
Next up was a man who looked almost as old as Mr Scott. His penis was short and kinda thick, and the whole thing fit in my mouth without even trying. I sucked him for a couple of minutes, but then he said he didn't think it would work, and pulled away. I was really sorry I couldn't help him have an orgasm but he leaned down and kissed me on my nose and said I was a super special young lady anyway.
Luckily, the next man in line made up for him. He was only in my mouth about two seconds when he splurted a huge splash of cum that I swallowed down right away before I choked on it. He splurted about ten more times before he finally finished, groaning about how good it felt. Meanwhile my mouth was filling up! I leaked a little bit out of the corner of my mouth, and I felt a hot slippery drop of his sperms fall right on my left nipple! Oh god that felt really weird, but the men must have thought it was cool, 'cause there was a lot of sighing and laughter.
I started rubbing the outside of my panties over my coochie and so of course in about two seconds I started having a mini-orgasm and then it built up. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and let the next three men just put it in, I sucked for as long as it took, and then they shot their sperms in me. Sometimes they put their hands on my shoulders, or one guy actually put his hands so he grabbed my ears and moved my head back and forth until he orgasmed but I didn't care how or where, so long as I got my cum reward at the end.
I think some of the men came back for a second time, because a couple of the penises looked and tasted familiar and didn't hardly give me any sperm but I still loved sucking on them. But I guess no one lasts forever, and finally they all stopped and stood around me and clapped and said I was the sexiest little girl they'd ever known and how great I was. I blushed, but enjoyed their attention and I was very glad that I'd made them all so happy. My tummy was full of sperm now, and I fell back on the sofa with a 'whoosh' noise.
I guess it's a good thing your mouth can't get pregnant!
[Author's Note: This chapter contains some dialog and exposition that some might consider "racist" in tone, but the character is playing a game, and acting a part on purpose. It is not meant, in any way, to be demeaning or condescending. Plus, this whole story is so far out of the realm of possibility that anyone who thinks this represents real life needs serious psychiatric counseling. RH]
[Editor's Note: Everything is racist. If you don't like it, find a better planet to live on.]
I think we both fell asleep joined at the crotch. Sometime during the night I must have rolled off of Daddy, as I woke up, arms and legs splayed out like a bug, cum leaking out of my sore, red and raw pussy. I'd lost one shoe sometime during the night. I idly ran my fingers through the soupy mess of my coochie and brought them up to my lips, sucking Daddy's love back into me. If I couldn't keep it in my womb, I'd keep it in my tummy. I felt so good. So warm, so loved. Daddy snored gently next to me. I smiled to myself, hoping that his balls were recharging, filling with sperms again. I just lay there, sucking my fingers dry over and over, swallowing the still-warm juice that was slowly seeping out of me. I reached down and pushed two fingers up in to me, anxious to explore my newly-opened fun parts. I sloshed them around, feeling the hot, wet inside of me, fascinated that this little part of me could be so much fun for both me and my Daddy. I felt in as far as I could push, and then curled a finger, and I felt the rough upper part that sent a vibrating thrill through me. Thanks to that Doctor who gave me the IUD and some research, I knew I'd found my G-spot.
I spent the next ten or fifteen minutes exploring around inside of me as best I could. It felt good, but sore, and I was briefly horrified to see the small red stains on the sheet beneath me but realized they were the marks of my passage. I snuck out of bed and retreated to the bathroom, where I sat on the toilet and peeled the semen-encrusted stockings down off my legs. I took the rest of my sweaty, cruddy lingerie off and hopped into the shower, letting the hot steamy water pour off of me, cleaning me, making me feel whole again. I took the shower head and powerwashed my pussy, switching to cold water. It felt good, rubbing the dried semen off the skin of my pussy lips.
I tried to keep my hair dry, 'cause I wanted to keep the nice curls they'd done for me the day before at the Chinese nail store. I inspected my toe nails, pleased with the nice dark red they still had.
I jumped out and wrapped myself in a big fluffy white towel and went back to the bedroom. Daddy was still asleep, the big lug. I loved him so much. I just stood and watched him sleep and breathe. Then he rolled over onto his back and the sheet fell away, and I stared at his sleeping penis. It lay soft and harmless looking, crusted with his emission and my wetness. I snuggled up softly and leaned to take it in to my mouth and clean it. I can't lie, it tasted a bit funky and icky but that soon passed and I washed my Daddy's penis with my loving mouth. It started to get hard, but then Daddy woke up and grabbed me, tickling me before I could fight back.
"Daddeeeeeee!! Stop, stop stop!" I cried, laughing and giggling with him, reluctantly spitting his hardened muscle out.
"What's the matter you little fox, too much Daddy-loving last night?" he laughed, grabbing me and twisting me to kiss him and his rough unshaven cheeks. I giggled and we spent the next minutes rolling around on the bed like a couple of nuts. We tumbled off the bed and Daddy took me by the hand in to the bathroom and turned on the big shower. Even though I'd just gotten out, I wanted to go back in the steamy tub and soap my Daddy all up. I led him in, and he turned on the hot water, and I went to my knees in front of him as the steam rose around us.
... and I was nothing but a young girl, nude, kneeling in front of an adult man, his rapidly stiffening penis sucked deeply into her mouth, her lips stretched almost impossibly tight around the shaft, the adult male appendage distending her face and cheeks. My nose buried almost to his belly. In love. Completely at peace.
I let Daddy's cock harden in my mouth and looked up at him, a question in my eyes. He looked deeply into mine and his heart came up out of his chest and plunged into mine. He shook his head with a smile and pulled me, protesting weakly, off his penis. He picked me up with his strong arms, and I wrapped my legs around his naked waist, letting my hips slide down slowly until I felt his crown at my opening. I had to wriggle around, and he had to shift here and there, but in a moment he let up on his grip and my body slid down his pole until it crashed into his belly. I cried out, the sharp pain still there, my immature body not yet accustomed to his size. His crown tried to enter my cervix but it was not designed for that. The dull ache only slightly diminished as my clit ground against his pelvic bone. Daddy reached around my butt cheeks and wormed one finger up into me from the other side, and I was doubly blessed. I closed my eyes, crying softly, and hoisted my nude body up and down the half-foot of flesh that was in me, letting the pleasure course through me. Orgasm #1 made my toes curl and cramp and my hips shook, and I started crying tears of orgasmic happiness. Still I rose and fell over and over, impaling my poor little pussy on Daddy's cunt-wrecker of a penis.
I pulled myself up with my arms around Daddy's neck and then let myself fall, fucking my pussy on his cock, pounding my defenseless, immature little cervix down on to it in a frantic attempt to get his dick right into my womb. My clit rubbed against him, sending pleasure ripples through my midsection, and his cock head rubbed roughly across my G-spot, sparking a second climax that almost made me lose my grip.
Daddy walked me stiffly across the wide shower enclosure, then turned, so the hot water splashed down across my back. His finger wormed into my butt and I felt him inside both my hot caverns.
After a moment, salty tears of joy ran down my cheeks and the hot shower water was now washing them away too. I grunted through another climax, gripping Daddy's neck so hard he had to pry my hands apart to breathe. His hot soapy penis was pummeling the inside of my pussy, giving it no time to recover from his assault last night. Again and again I raised and lowered myself on his spear, gripping and releasing my new found muscles down there, until I felt Daddy shiver and he pressed me down on him and his cock battered right through my opening and up into my cervix; the painful, dull ache sending a shiver through me and a cry out through my lips at the impossible physical act.
His balls pulled up into his sack, reared back like a pro baseball pitcher, and then uncorked a high pressure stream of salty, thick, rich baby batter directly into my open womb, sucked up by my greedy little cervix automatically. I cried out in pleasure/pain and groaned, my clit frictioning against him still, and a second jet joined the wet pool of semen sloshing around in my immature uterus. I wept and whimpered as I felt his love ejaculate into me. Daddy grunted again, his hips bouncing me up in the air. Even in the short few hours that his balls had been able to regenerate sperms, a mighty load was built up and my poor pussy needed it as balm, as salve, to heal the rough pounding it was taking. My pussy lips turned inside out, sucking Daddy up as if they wanted to completely surround his entire body.
I collapsed against him, the water beating against my bare skin, Daddy breathing heavily. He had one arm under my butt and one around my neck, and he crab-walked over to the controls and turned the water off. We stood there, or rather, HE stood there. We dripped.
Water.
Semen.
Sweat.
Tears.
Pussy juice.
Thankfully, no blood this time. Gradually, our breathing returned to normal, and Daddy let me down, slowly, my legs still rubbery. I clutched at him, holding myself up and we stumbled out of the shower and fell into a tangled pile of legs, arms, towels, and discarded underwear crusted with drying sperm.
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Forty minutes later, Daddy was wrapped in a plush white robe with the hotel's initials on it, scarfing down a plate of scrambled eggs. I sat splay-legged across from him, my poor battered pussy gaping open, still drooling semen onto the towel I'd put down. I was naked, and had been since we got out of the shower. I saw no reason to dress. When the room service waiter had rung the bell 30 minutes earlier, I naughtily ran over and opened it for him before Daddy could object, acting as if a wet, sweaty, nude young girl in her Daddy's hotel suite was the most natural thing in the world. The old black man's eyes goggled at me. Daddy stumbled from the bedroom and sputtered words of regret and apology, but the old man waved his hand.
"No suh, don't you worry none, I seen much stranger thin's in mah fitty years on here. I knows to keep muh mout' shut an' not say nuttin' to no ones. It's be nobody's bidness what'chall do in de privacy of yore room now suh," he said, laying on the Uncle Remus act pretty thickly, but Daddy got the message.
"Why, yore . . . girlfrien' is such a pretty little thin' now anyway, she's gots no reezun to cubber up anyhow, rights girlie?" and he grinned at me, showing about 600 pearly white teeth.
I smiled and curtsied at him, holding an imaginary petticoat out to either side. I decided to be really naughty and see where it would take me. I knew Daddy would protect me from anything really bad happening.
"Hi, Mister. Do you like my naked stuff?"
"Oh, yeah, sure do, missy, youze gots about da most pretty little pussy I'd ever see on a white girlie."
"I like naked men too. I like dicks a lot! I really like dicks a whole lot!" I said, cocking out my bare hip and spreading my feet apart a little bit, hoping that maybe I'd leak a little and he'd see the white trail down the inside of my thigh.
"You'll have to forgive Julia here, she gets a little . . . forward . . . at times. But, I'm sure you know how that is." Daddy chuckled.
"I shore duz Mistah Bennet, I shore duz. . ." he whispered, his voice fading away, as I noticed him noticing my weeping pussy. His tight uniform trousers were definitely hiding a pretty good sized penis, from what I could tell.
"Why, missy, you dun make this ol' Alabama black snake axe like he's 20 instead o' 70" he grinned at me, rubbing the front of his trousers.
"Daddy," I said, turning to him, "can I give him his tip, please?" in my best little girl voice.
Daddy looked at the man, and he looked at Daddy and then back at me, and smiled very faintly.
Daddy nodded to me. I clapped my hands in glee, and skipped up to the old black employee. I fell to my knees right in front of his large legs, and reached for the zipper to his pants. The noise it made sliding down seemed to reverberate in my ears. I reached into his pants, feeling for the muscle I knew was in there. It felt huge in my hands, and was still somewhat soft and rubbery but it was definitely being pumped up with something. I yanked it out with a grunt, and the large bell end smacked me in the forehead.
"Oh my. . ." I whispered under my breath. It had to be eight, possibly nine inches long all told.
"Now missy, I'm an old man, I am, and I ain't gots much to give ya, but I'se tellin' ya I do so ever enjoy it when a nice young girlie like yoself can put my old black snake right down her throat. . ."
I looked up at him from my position at his feet and smiled and said, "I'll do my best, mister. . ."
I held the magnificent black shaft about midway up with my little white hand and gazed at it with awe and admiration. It was thick, big around, my fingertips didn't even touch. It was curved downwards like a horn, the base buried in a thatch of thick, greyish curly hair, the business end cut nicely, shaped like a crown, dark brown like chocolate, but clear and smooth. The shaft was almost coal black, dark, with noticeable veins running up and down. It throbbed under my hand as the man's blood pumped into it, making it stiffer and stiffer but not straightening out the drooping curve. It was clean, smelled clean, looked clean. I like that. As I slowly, unconsciously pumped it, a large clear drop bubbled from the end, and I promptly licked it off with my tiny pink tongue.
I took a few deep breaths, and loosened my jaw. I scooted up closer to the man and tilted my neck. Opening my mouth, I slid the first inch or two in roughly across my tongue. It felt so good to have a new cock in my mouth. I looked up at the man as I inhaled his penis, his big brown eyes were looking straight at me. I wondered how it looked and felt to this old black man as a tiny white girl performed this oh so naughty and forbidden act on him.
I swallowed, making more spit, and slid another section of his penis into my mouth, feeling the tip nudge up against the top of my throat and back of my tongue. I moved back and forth a few times, sucking deeply, my pink cheeks indented until they touched the shaft inside me. The man put his hand gently on the top of my head, guiding, feeling, touching. I pulled back until just the head was trapped behind my tight lips, and then swiped my tongue across his pee hole, capturing another pearly drop. He sighed.
I took a deep breath and moved my head forwards, not wanting to stop. As the shaft slid farther and farther in, I swallowed, my technique working for me, and gulped roughly just as his tip slid back and pushed hard with my face. The shaft's curve followed the natural angle of my mouth and throat. I felt it slide down my neck an inch, maybe more, and kept massaging it with my tongue and pushing my head forwards. At last, my nose kissed his belly, tickling, the curly hair wafting a rich aroma into my brain. I held the position as long as I could, I could feel the man's heartbeat pulsing through the shaft in my mouth and throat.
Gasping, I had to pull back and take in air. But I wanted the old man to enjoy this, and remember it. I inhaled his penis again, all the way, not stopping until I had every inch buried and my lips and nose touched his crotch. I held it, counting . . . 5. . . 10 . . . 15 . . .20 and OFF!, gasping again, drool and semen dripping off my lips and running down over my chin. Again, down. Held. Back, another breath, my nipples hard little pebbles, my hands digging into his thighs.
I throated the old man's penis for hours, it seemed. I zoned out, my eyes closed, my upper body rocking slowly back and forth, over and over, sucking his shaft all the way into my throat over and over again. I'd run his mighty black weapon right into my face 5 or 6 times, burying my nose into his pubes, and then pull off, gasping for air, bubbles of spit and pre-cum bursting on my lips. And then I'd do it again. My chest dripped with slobber and slime. Finally after what seemed like an eternity of deep throating, the man started to shudder and groan and said, "oh god missy. . .here it comes. . .here it comes. . ." and I pulled back, gulping my mouthful of spit, and opened up, laying his cock head on my tongue and shucking the shaft back and forth. A split second later, I felt his cock pulse, strongly, and he moaned out loud and a hot glob of very salty, very earthy sperm gushed out of his pee hole and spread across the flat of my tongue like paint. He grunted again, and another blob joined it. It was salty and rich and thick, like batter and the taste inflamed my senses. The man shivered and shook and I could hear him exhale, his pleasure unmistakable.
I showed him his treasure on my tongue and then I closed my lips and gulped and swallowed it down like I was a little white slave girl. Then I bowed my head and sat there on my calves, breathing heavily, feeling the thick soup of semen slide down into my stomach. The man patted the top of my head, thanking me profusely for giving him the best tip he had today. And I was so proud of myself!
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Daddy tore into his breakfast, and I had some toast and a waffle and a glass of orange juice for my second breakfast of the day. I was sitting on the fancy wooden chair, its blue velvet cushion protected from my copious leakage by a warm towel. I'd already been fucked hard, gotten a tummy full of sperm, and had about a dozen orgasms, and it wasn't even 10 a.m. The soles of my feet were flat against each other, my knees splayed out, my pussy lips gaped open and getting some much needed rest. White drool leaked from my tiny opening.
"Daddy, when do you think they'll get here?" I asked about our expected visitors.
"Well, Mr Scott said they get off work at 11, so I suppose they'll be here right after that."
"How many do you think there'll be?"
"Didn't Mr Scott say that where were nine gentlemen on his shift?"
"I guess so. D'ya think they all show up?"
"Do you?"
"I sure hope so!" I giggled excitedly. After I downed his salty offering, Mr Scott, that was his name, the waiter man, said that I was about the best and cutest young lady he'd ever met. He asked Daddy if I was always like this, and Daddy said I was something called a 'nimfo like her mother'.
Mr Scott said that he bet the other men on his shift would enjoy meeting me too, and Daddy looked at me and said, 'well, what do you say, sweetie, would you like to meet his friends?' and I nodded yes I would. So Mr Scott said he'd tell all his friends downstairs about me and invite them up and said he'd come back with them 'afta they wuz punched out', but I said please don't hit them! And he laughed and ruffled me on my head and said 'ok, little lady, I promises not to hit 'em!'
So now I was sitting there on the chair, my hands holding the soles of my feet together, my knees bouncing up and down, pussy lips flapping in the breeze, a bundle of sexed up energy. I nibbled on another piece of waffle. I was thoughtful.
"Daddy?"
"Yeah, sweetie?"
"Whaddya think the men are gonna want to do with me, you know, like sex?"
"Well, I don't know for sure. What do YOU want?" he said, coming over to stand behind me and lightly massage my shoulders. I leaned back and sighed.
"Well . . . I don't know . . . my coochie is a little sore I don't know if I wanna do sex with them there. Besides, that's just for you, right?"
"If that's what you want, sure, baby, sure. You don't ever have to do anything you don't want, right?" and he leaned down and nuzzled my neck and went "braazzzzzzt" with his mouth and I giggled and slapped him. But not really.
"D'ya think they'll let me suck on them and drink their sperms? I'd like to do that." I said gravely.
"I'm sure they'd be very happy if you decided to do that."
I got up and went over to the window out over the city. The sun was coming through and it was warm standing there, naked, where anybody could see me, my feet wide apart. I put my hands on my hips and leaned back, stretching, like I did before gymnastics.
"Hey sweetie?" Daddy asked from behind me.
"Yeah?" I answered, turning my head back over one shoulder to look at him. He nodded and pointed down at the warm wood floor under my feet. A big white splotch had fallen out of me. Gosh! I was still leaking. Daddy must have put a ton of sperm in me.
"Maybe you'd better put some panties on, ok baby?" he laughed.
I shrugged and went into the bedroom. I decided to go over all the nice undies we'd bought the day before so I threw them all on the bed and picked up each piece in turn, holding it to my slim body, admiring it in the soft bedroom light. There was a really neat item that was a panty and garter belt in one, it covered up your coochie and butt and it had straps for your stockings attached to it. I decided to wear that one, and found a pair of new white stockings that were really pretty with a big band of lace at the top, I thought the men would like to see me in them. I sat on the bed and then stood up real fast, afraid I'd leak sperms on the nice blanket.
I stepped into the panty-garter and pulled it smoothly up to my crotch, patting the middle in place so my pussy lips would show. They were still warm and a little sore. The back of the panty-garter was pretty little, it just barely covered my butt crack as I looked at it over my back in the big mirror. I padded over to the bureau and opened the new pack of pretty white lace stockings. I decided to go into the bathroom and sit on the tub edge to put them on, and I was real careful to not rip them with my fancy new toenails or fingernails. They were still a teeny bit big for me, even though they were size small! I pulled them all the way up my legs as far as they'd go, and then clipped the garters to them. I stepped in to my brand new high heels and adjusted the strap around my ankles and then stood up to check myself out in the big mirror. I looked pretty hot! I stuck out my butt and looked over my shoulder. I liked the way the garter strap went down my butt cheek. I peeked down at my coochie, so bare and warm there between my thighs, and couldn't resist wetting one finger in my wet pussy hole and rubbing it on my clitty button.
Just then I heard a knock on the door outside, and rushed out with Daddy to answer it. There was Mr Scott, smiling a mile wide and behind him were his friends from downstairs. I sorta hid behind Daddy as we let them in. There was Mr Scott, like I said, and there was three white guys, four black men like Mr Scott but they were younger, and a couple of others too. Mr Scott introduced me to them as "this here sexy youngster has got a mouth on her ya wunt believe!" and I blushed a little bit. The men all seemed to be ok, they weren't the cutest boys I'd ever seen, and one of the black men looked like he'd just come from jail or something but I wasn't getting married to them, I just wanted their dicks.
They thought my outfit was really cute, and most of them took some pictures of me with their phones, but I told them not to show my face 'cause I didn't want them to get in trouble. After they'd all come in and looked around and said "Hello" to me, I sat on the sofa and tried to think of what I wanted. After a while, I said, "Alright, all you guys just line up next to each other, and take off your pants. I want to see your dicks!" and Daddy laughed and Mr Scott laughed too. The men all stood in a line and took off their pants or just let them fall. I sat and looked at them there for a minute. Most of them were playing with their penises, a couple were soft and a couple were getting hard, and a couple were REALLY hard it looked like, pointing straight up! I loved seeing all those pretty penises all in a row, all just for me. Even Daddy was there, taking some pictures. I posed at the end of the line, with all the penises in a row behind me. White, black, brown, there were all sorts of colors. But I didn't care so much about color as I did about their sperm. I knelt down in front of the first guy and popped his penis in my mouth. He went 'uunnhhh' or something like that and I knew I was giving him pleasure. I sucked on him for a minute until his penis was pretty stiff, and then I skooched down to the next guy, and sucked on his cock but it was already hard by the time I got there so I didn't spend too much time on him. Next guy down was a white man with a very long and thin cock, it was about the thinnest cock I'd ever seen on a grown man. It wasn't circumscriped or cicumsized or whatever they say, so I held his cock and pulled back on the skin and put his penis end in my mouth. I moved forward on it until I hit the back of my throat with his dick and then gave it a real hard suck. The poor man's knees almost gave out and he trembled like he was getting shocked. I smiled inside and pulled away, and moved to the next man down.
It took me about 15 minutes, I guess, but I gradually sucked every one of the men and made them get hard for me. I looked up and down the line and all you could see was nice hard penises, all for me. My pussy felt really warm by the time I got finished all the way down the line, and I slid my finger down inside the panty-garter and rubbed my clitty button, but it was still sore. I was surprised, and let out a yell when two of the last guys on the line reached down and picked me up like I was a baby doll and walked me back over to the sofa. They sat me down right in the middle of the sofa, caressing me and rubbing my boobies a little bit and saying how cute I was. The first guy stood right in front of me and his penis was right in my face, a perfect height for my mouth. I opened up and he let me pull his penis in and I started sucking, closing my eyes and moving my head back and forth. I made a lot of spit and his penis was smooth and tasted fresh and clean and nice. It didn't take long, I guess his girlfriend didn't empty out his balls often enough because in about 30 seconds, he quivered and shook and grunted. He looked to Daddy and said, quietly, "should I come in her mouth?" and Daddy said 'Yeah, she loves it' and I nodded too and went "ummmmhummmm" which meant "uh huh" with cock in my mouth.
A second later, a hot splash of salty, spicy semen landed on my tongue and I sucked hard, pulling it all out of him so he wouldn't be so plugged up. I let it wash over my tongue, spreading it around on my gums and all. After he finished, I dipped my head down to get it all up front, and then tilted my head back and opened my mouth to show him. He snapped a picture of my mouth with his sperm in it, and then I smiled with my eyes and swallowed it down, and then opened up my mouth again.
"All gone!" I grinned. He smiled and thanked me and I said you're welcome any time.
He moved out of the line, and the next guy moved up. This was a nice black penis, not real big but very nice looking, all straight out and smooth. His sperm was thick, there was not a lot of it but it was really thick almost like glue. But I got it down, just like always.
Next up was a man who looked almost as old as Mr Scott. His penis was short and kinda thick, and the whole thing fit in my mouth without even trying. I sucked him for a couple of minutes, but then he said he didn't think it would work, and pulled away. I was really sorry I couldn't help him have an orgasm but he leaned down and kissed me on my nose and said I was a super special young lady anyway.
Luckily, the next man in line made up for him. He was only in my mouth about two seconds when he splurted a huge splash of cum that I swallowed down right away before I choked on it. He splurted about ten more times before he finally finished, groaning about how good it felt. Meanwhile my mouth was filling up! I leaked a little bit out of the corner of my mouth, and I felt a hot slippery drop of his sperms fall right on my left nipple! Oh god that felt really weird, but the men must have thought it was cool, 'cause there was a lot of sighing and laughter.
I started rubbing the outside of my panties over my coochie and so of course in about two seconds I started having a mini-orgasm and then it built up. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and let the next three men just put it in, I sucked for as long as it took, and then they shot their sperms in me. Sometimes they put their hands on my shoulders, or one guy actually put his hands so he grabbed my ears and moved my head back and forth until he orgasmed but I didn't care how or where, so long as I got my cum reward at the end.
I think some of the men came back for a second time, because a couple of the penises looked and tasted familiar and didn't hardly give me any sperm but I still loved sucking on them. But I guess no one lasts forever, and finally they all stopped and stood around me and clapped and said I was the sexiest little girl they'd ever known and how great I was. I blushed, but enjoyed their attention and I was very glad that I'd made them all so happy. My tummy was full of sperm now, and I fell back on the sofa with a 'whoosh' noise.
I guess it's a good thing your mouth can't get pregnant!
Chapter
13 - Growing Pains - Thanksgiving
In the car on the way home, Daddy and I had a long talk.
"Daddy, I really enjoyed our weekend and you making love to me, it was so very special." I started, hugging his arm from my passenger seat.
"I'm glad sweetie, You are the best girl any Daddy could ever have" he smiled back. "What was your favorite part?"
"YOUR PENIS!" I said, giggling. "I love that part!"
"You know what I mean." Daddy said, smiling. I grinned at him.
"Well, actually, I loved getting all dressed up in sexy underwear and going out on the town. It gives me a thrill to think that I'm so sexy under my clothes and people don't even know it unless I let on." I answered after thinking for a minute. "And of course, you making me a woman. I just loved that feeling, Daddy. It did hurt for a sec but then it started feeling SOOOOO good and I know I just orgasmed over and over. And I love when you shoot your sperms up into me. I want that all the time!" I gushed, squeezing his arm even harder and laying my head on his shoulder.
"Sweetie, that was the most fantastic time for me too. I do so love that you want me enough to allow me to fuck you like that."
"DADDY!" I shrieked I mock alarm. "You CUSSED!"
"What, saying 'fuck'?" he turned his head and grinned at me.
"Yeah. You told me when I was a little kid that I shouldn't cuss or say bad words."
"Well, babycakes, I think considering the situation, I might relax the rules a little bit, at least when we're in private and alone."
"You mean I can say 'fuck'?" I asked with my eyebrows raising.
"Well, I suppose so. It'd be hard to tell you not to say 'fuck' when we're fucking. Not in school, perhaps, or in front of strangers, but with me, sure." I nodded.
"What about all the other words?"
"Like what?"
"Well . . . like, I love your penis . . . but sometimes, you call it a 'cock', right?"
"Right"
"or a dick. Cock . . .Dick . . . Penis . . . Cock" I mouthed the words over and over, like a mantra. "And I love it when you shoot your sperms in me but I hear you call it 'cum'. Or 'jizz'"
"Sure. Cum or jizz somehow sounds hotter than plain old 'semen'. Or 'ejaculatory fluid'."
I cracked up at that one. "Ejakulatroy fluid? What?"
"You know. My semen. The stuff my balls make for you. The stuff YOU were made of, to start with."
"Yep." I answered. "So, really, I'm just swallowing me when you ejac- . . . er, CUM, in my mouth, right?"
"Well, it's a little more than that - you're certainly a lot more than a few drops of my semen. But, yes, that's how you started. Mommy and I loved each other very much, and we made love, and I orgasmed in her, and you were created. Almost magically. You are the greatest thing we ever could have done together."
He got real silent, and I knew he was missing Mommy again. I was thoughtful for a few miles. It was a serious kind of thought.
"And my coochie. I know it's really a pussy."
"Well, actually, it's a vulva, or vagina, on the inside. But yes, most grown-ups call your sweet little honeypot a 'pussy'. It's ok. The actual medical terms are fine if you're a doctor, but 'pussy' sounds so much more naughty, right?" he said, running a hand down along the front of my panties. I'd leaned back against the seat and pulled my skirt up and was studiously examining my pussy. Even though it had been several hours since Daddy had pounded the crap out me in the shower, it was still sore and red.
"Honeypot?" I asked, laughing.
"Oh yes. 'Cause you're my honey."
"What about my boobies? Are they 'tits' yet?" I asked, completely serious. For a little girl, 'tits' are very serious things.
Daddy laughed. "Tits? No, sweetie, they're not 'tits' yet. They're scrumptious little boobs and your nipples are just marvelous, but you have a while before you can call them 'tits'. By the way, your dear mother had absolutely marvelous tits. But she didn't get them until she was almost 14, so you have plenty of time." he said, his voice dropping near the end. I knew he still misses Mommy.
"So, I can say, 'Daddy, I need you to put your large penis inside my vagina and then ejaculate your semen into my uterus'" I said, anxious to show off my internet-sourced biology, "or I can say, 'Daddy stick your huge cock in my pussy and cum in my cunt' or 'Daddy, I want to suck your cock and make you cum all over my face'?"
Daddy almost drove the car off the side of the road.
"Well. . . yeah, I guess so, baby, I guess so." he said. "It just sounds pretty naughty, those big grown up words coming from your mouth. But then you've had some very grown up things in your mouth already."
I smiled at him, and whispered, "Don't worry Daddy, I won't say them in school." I realized that I'd never told him about my thrice-weekly meetings with Mr. Bonacelli in the basement. I had matured to the point where sucking off a teacher was not worth even mentioning to my Daddy.
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But by Thanksgiving, my boobs were almost bulging out of my B-cup bras. I liked to tell myself that it was all the cum I was swallowing but I knew deep down that wasn't true. But then again, Daddy had said that Mommy had big boobs, and that she loved to suck on cocks, and I know that Marcie Patterson, who's in ninth grade and lives across the street, has never even kissed a boy and she's still flat as a board. So who knows? Maybe it's true after all.
Daddy and I continued to sleep together most nights, it was just so comfortable and nice to fall asleep next to a big strong man who was loving me and protecting me, and then in the morning, as soon as he woke up, suck his cock and swallow his first cum-load of the day. We fucked at least three or four times a week, and I grew pretty accustomed to taking almost all of his big fat cock in my pussy. (oohhh, it sounds so naughty when I say it like that! :)
On Friday nights, we always took a nice long bath together and I let Daddy fuck me in the butt. Sorry, ass. He said I can say 'ass' now, and even 'asshole' but that sounds so dirty. By the way, I love the way the word fuck sounds. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
He doesn't have Mrs Abernathy come over anymore, so the house is almost always empty after I get home from school until Daddy gets home. He makes me lock the doors when I get home and not go anywhere unless I tell him first.
We hadn't seen Mr. Alex for a while after we got back from the city, and then there was Thanksgiving, and Daddy and I went to a restaurant for dinner and I got all dressed up, as usual. I put on a really nice blue satin garterbelt and some shiny stockings and a nice dress that came down to cover up the tops of my stockings but not much more, and even when I sat down it came up over them. Daddy said I looked like a cosplayer whatever that is.
We had a really nice dinner, and no school the next day. Daddy said he had a surprise planned for me but he wouldn't tell me what it was. I kind of liked Daddy's surprises, so I didn't bug him. Too much, anyway. While we were eating dinner, I asked Daddy about something I'd been wanting for a while but didn't have the guts to ask him about.
"Daddy, can I ask you for something?"
"Sure, sweetie, what is it?" he put down his fork of turkey.
"Weelllll, I think I want to get a pair of nipple rings." There, I said it. Bombshell.
He only cocked his head and looked at me a little odd.
"Nipple rings?"
"Yeah Daddy, they're so cool, I mean, I saw them on the internet and they look so neat on girls boobs and all and everybody has them, I mean almost everybody, most guys don't but some do but I like them on girls boobs and I think they'd look really cool and please please please please . . ." I begged him breathlessly, laying it on real thick.
"You know it will hurt pretty bad to put them in. Remember your ears? WORSE than that!" he said.
I nodded. I figured it would sting. I pinched my nipples real hard one time with a pair of Daddy's plier tools in the kitchen one time, and it hurt like the bejezus but it also kinda made me wet down there a little bit. I figured it would only hurt for a second but the rings would look really cool forever, so that's why I wanted them.
"What will you do at gym class in front of the other girls?" he asked.
I hadn't thought of that.
"Well, they'll be jealous but that's tough luck!" I said defiantly.
"No, I mean, they might not understand about a girl your age with nipple rings. That's usually something girls don't get until they're older, honey."
I studied on that for a minute. "I know, I'll just wear a top or a sport bra or something and tell them I have a cut that can't get wet.." my voice trailed off as I thought that that excuse would only hold me for a couple of weeks at best.
"Well, I don't know, but maybe we'll think of something." Daddy answered. I knew I had him. Men are so easy.
"Let me make a few calls and see what I can do." he said. He took out his phone and got up to walk away while I finished my cranberry sauce and mac and cheese. When he came back, he had a big smile on his face.
"Ok, I found someone that Doctor Mullins recommended who does stuff like that on little girls. He says they're very special. He gave me the number and I just called, and if we go over right after dinner, we can do it tonight."
I said 'Yippeeeeee!' and gave Daddy a big kiss. "I'm done. Hurry up and finish!" I cackled at him. He was pretty much done with his dinner anyway, so we paid up and left the restaurant and I ran to the car. I bounced up and down like a monkey while we drove to the place where they put nipple rings in. It took a while and was in a part of the town I'd never been in. It looked a little scary in some places, real dark between the buildings and all. But then Daddy pulled up in front of a store that had a big lighted sign on it that said "ody pie cing". We went inside, and a big huge man with a beard and wearing a blue jeans, a vest and boots came out and he and Daddy shook hands, and he looked at me and Daddy said something and he grinned and he had a big silver tooth in his mouth! Then Daddy gave him a bunch of money from his wallet and the man pointed at me and then bent his finger and said, "c'mere honey, we'll take good care of you." He and Daddy and me went into this back room where there was a big chair almost like the doctor had. The big man who said his name was Al pointed at it and said, "now take off your top and bra little sweety" and I said "I don't have a bra on" which was true, which he saw as soon as I took off my blouse. He smiled. His eyes came to me and looked at my bare tits and he licked his lips which was kind of creepy but my nipples didn't think so because they popped up pretty hard even more than the ride over from the restaurant.
I got up into the chair and he said, "Hold the arms real tight." and he swabbed some stuff on one nipple that felt real icy and cold and that made it come out even farther. He had one hand behind his back, and he took his other hand and actually grabbed my nipple with his fingers and pulled it way out and I winced and might have said, "ouch!" and he said, "close your eyes, honey" and I did and then my poor nipple went OUCH! real loud. Man did that hurt. I screamed a little bit and twitched and I know I cried and then I felt him put something on my nipple again and it ground around and really really stung and I thought maybe this wasn't for me but then I opened my eyes and I had this most beautiful silver ring right through my nipple! I loved it! He looked at Daddy and Daddy looked at me and I nodded and gulped and wiped away the tear. My poor boobie throbbed like you'd hit it with a bat.
"D'ja want da udder one too?"
Before Daddy could object or even say anything, I squeaked "YEP!" and steeled myself and grabbed the arms of the chair real tight and closed my eyes and he did the other one. I know I cried then, it really hurt like mad for a second but when he was done I had the most beautiful and cool silver rings in my nipples and they looked so neat! They hurt like mad, but the man Al gave me a big aspirin to take and said "this'll help" and I took it and he gave me a swig of his beer to wash it down! Ughh, the beer was gross and I didn't like it but the pill went down.
Daddy came over to look at me real closely. There was just a little teeny blood not very much. My boobs throbbed, I ain't gonna lie, and the nipples felt like someone was setting them on fire. Al said "The swelling won't last. They were nice and clean, so no infection, just don't get them dirty or anything for a day or so. She can go up a gage in a few months if you want. Get some forceps at the supply house to take 'em out and change up. They look real pretty in, if she ever wants her tongue or her clit done let me know."
A ring in my clit? OMG! It would hurt sooooo much! But how pretty would that be? And what would it feel like to be fucked with metal in my clitty?
Now a tongue piercing was something else. People would see that. They'd know what it was for. And I'd get to use it a lot.
Daddy asked how did I feel and I said it hurt but OK and I got down off the chair and almost fell down, my knees were all rubbery. Daddy jumped to grab me and Al said "sometimes that happens, they get loosey-goosey 'cause their blood pressure drops. Put 'er on the table up here" and he slapped this big padded table and Daddy laid me out on the table and I was really woozy. Al whistled at that, cause my skirt had bunched up and he saw my nylons and garters.
"Shit mister, she's got fuckin' stockings on! She's a fox, you know that?" and Daddy said something I couldn't understand because I was really getting woozy and then things kinda of got dark for a while.
I woke up in the car. Daddy had carried me out there. I was in the front seat, with my blouse in my hands and my boobs out in the fresh air and my nipples were throbbing but they looked so cool with the silver rings in them, they glinted and shined in the light. I touched one tentatively, and my nipple was really sore but I still smiled. I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes and just listened to the road go by.
By the time we got home, I felt a lot better, in fact, I didn't hurt at all, anywhere, and I felt pretty good. I was giggling a lot, too. Daddy suggested we take a nice bubble bath together. I said 'sure, of course', I never turn down my Daddy whenever he wants to have sex with me. I ran upstairs and started the hot water in the tub and poured in about a ton of bubble bath and bath oil, and then went to my bedroom to take off my dress and stockings and heels. I looked at my new rings in the mirror, I loved them! But I still felt really woozy and almost fell over once. I think that the aspirin Al gave me was not an aspirin.
I heard Daddy come upstairs too and go in to his bedroom to take off his clothes. I tiptoed into the bathroom real quiet like, and slipped naked into the tub before he came in. I was laying there, enjoying the feel of the warm bubbles slowly coming up and covering my body. I didn't let the water get up to my boobs, though.
Daddy walked in, he was pretty much totally naked, and his penis, or his cock, if you prefer, was semi-hard and swinging back and forth in front of him. I smiled up at him.
"Come on in Daddy, the water's fine!" I giggled, and splashed some bubbles on him as he climbed over the wall of the big tub and slid in across from me. I felt his feet slide up along the outside of my legs, and he wriggled his toes against my ribs.
"You started without me, did you?" he fake-snarled at me, and splashed a big mountain of bubbles on my face. I sputtered through the glob and spit out the soapy thing.
"Oh, you've become a spitter now huh, instead of a swallower?" he said, frowning.
"Oh NO, Daddy, NEVER EVER!" I sputtered, "I'll ALWAYS swallow your stuff, whenever you want me to! Don't ever even joke about that!"
He said, "Well, I certainly hope not. I'd hate to have to go out and find some nice woman to date and take to dinner and stuff instead!" he grinned, laughing. I brushed a handful of bubbles at him with the back of my hand and we both started splashing each other with the warm soapy slippery water. It was fun to just be a little girl with Daddy sometimes, too. Finally, he stopped, I tried to catch my breath because I was giggling sooooo much. I felt no pain at all!
"Ok, sweetie, time to take a look at you and get you nice and smooth!" he said, which meant it was time to hop up on the rim of the tub and spread my legs so he could come in real close and inspect my pussy lips for hair and gross stuff like that. I scooted up on to the tub rail, and spread my legs real wide so Daddy could get right in between them. I reached over for the fancy tube of lady's shave cream that had been soaking in the warm water, and sprayed a big glob of it on my pussy and smoothed it around until my crotch was a big white ball of fluffy stuff.
Daddy leaned in with a new Lady Schtick razor that was pink and real pretty, and started shaving my pussy. First he did the tops of my thighs on the insides all up and down almost to my knees, and then he shaved real real gently up and down my pussy lips, which never get too much hair anyway but I like how it feels when he touches them, and then he shaved back and forth and up and down across my mound above my clitty button until THAT was really smooth, and then he had me get up and turn around and he shaved all around my butthole too! That felt really strange.
After he was all finished, I turned back around, and sat down, and wouldn't you know it, Daddy's penis was sticking out of a big mass of bubbles, pointing right at me! I looked at it for a second, and then a wicked thought occurred to me.
"Daddy, you know, I have a question to ask you."
"Sure, baby, what is it?" he answered as he leaned over to put the razor back in its tray by the tub.
"Well, you know how you like me to be all smooth and shaved down there?"
"Yeah, sweetheart, I do indeed."
"Well, I'd like to do the same thing for you. You are a bit hairy you know, and sometimes its scratchy or itchy when I play with everything down there. Especially, like, when I try to put your balls in my mouth and suck on them? It sure would be nice if your ballsack and all was nice and smooth."
"So what are you getting at, punkin? Do you want me to shave my penis and balls?"
"No, I want to shave them. You . . . It . . .whatever!" I giggled at him, blushing.
He thought for a second and them smiled at me and said, "ok, sweetie, I guess so. So long as you're careful, right?" I nodded.
He sat on the edge of the tub just like I did, and I gathered up a big goop of shave cream and sprayed it all over his balls and his penis, which kept moving around, so I grabbed the head of it with one hand and held it out and sprayed the foam on it. I massaged the foamy cream all up and down his shaft, which started getting harder and bigger, of course, so I needed more cream. I finally got it all pretty well covered, and then put some cream on the palm of my hand and pushed it up against his balls in their sack, and spread it around there. I also did a little on his belly just above his penis, and on his legs a little bit.
Then I very carefully started shaving Daddy. First, I ran the razor up and down his penis shaft, holding on to the end really carefully, and moving it back and forth so I could do it just right. By the time I was finished, it was standing straight up in a salute to me! It even started to cry, so I leaned in and gave it a little kiss to make it feel better! LOL
Then I shaved up and down the top of Daddy's legs inside and across his belly so he was nice and smooth there just like I was. It took a while 'cause he was kind of hairy on his belly, but not real bad. I kept shaking the razor in the water to clean it off and even spritzed a little more shaving cream on him just to make it easier.
Finally, I held his penis in one hand and pushed it up so it was pointing up his belly, flat, and started to very very carefully shave his ballsack. It wasn't easy, so I asked Daddy to hold his penis for me so I'd have both hands to do his balls. It took a while, and I had to stop and clean the razor off and spritz more shaving cream on him. Luckily Daddy's balls were big enough that I didn't have too much trouble, I thought back to how small some of the boys I sucked on were and was glad that Daddy was full grown and big enough to shave. Daddy kept on trying to mess me up, he would aim his penis down at me and stroke it back and forth and say like, "Oh, oh, baby, open up, I have to shoot some cum at you", or "Hey sweetie, look at me, I'm going to shoot off on you" or something silly like that and I'd have to stop and giggle and wait so I wouldn't cut him or nothing.
By the time I was all finished, Daddy's penis looked like it was about ready to explode. I told Daddy that he needed to make it soft or I wouldn't play with it, so I stopped and leaned back and moved to the other side of the tub completely so I wouldn't be tempted to play with it myself. I watched as Daddy's cock slowly, sloooooowly started to droop down a little bit. It took a few minutes but he finally was soft enough to work with.
I moved back up to between Daddy's legs and splashed clean water on him from the faucet so all the soap and shaving cream was off him and he was just as pink and shiny as he could be. I loved watching the water drip off the end of his penis, it looked like he was shooting clear sperms or something. I leaned in and opened my mouth, and scooped his penis in, and was able to get almost all of it completely in my mouth. I angled my head and looked up into Daddy's eyes and nodded real slowly, waiting for it to begin.
I just stayed put there with his cock buried in my mouth, and then slowly backed off of it. I took hold of it with my hand and jerked it back and forth for a while and it got hard, just like I like it. It was coated with my throat gunk and spit and all, but that didn't bother me. Once it got really good and hard, I just kept jerking it. I'd lean forwards every now and then and lick the little bubble of pre-cum off the tip and use my tongue to coat my lips with Daddy's special lip gloss. He looked at me with crazy eyes as I did that. Finally I relented and stopped teasing him. It was time to suck.
I popped the end in my mouth and went about half-way down, and sucked like mad. That always made Daddy's eyes pop open. I moved my tongue all around his shaft as best I could, getting as much spit and stuff on him as I could, then started sucking more and more of his shaft into my mouth. All this time, I was using one hand to jerk him off too. I'd found out that if I had half of Daddy's cock in my mouth, and half in my hand, I could jerk and suck at the same time. When I first started, my hands were too small for much, but I've been growing since then and now my fingertips touch when I put my hand around Daddy's penis.
I bent over in the tub, sitting on my knees, and let Daddy move my head back and forth with his hands, my mouth and lips sliding over his cock, drooling spit down onto it so my hands could schuck back and forth. I moaned, closing my eyes and going off into little-girl-cock-drunk dreamland. Minutes passed that seemed like seconds. I moved Daddy's cock farther and farther back into my mouth until I was going down about three-quarters of the way of his cock each time, but left an inch or two out of my mouth. His leaking head dripped pre-cum all across the back of my tongue, making it super slippery and greasy tasting. I swallowed every time I had the chance.
Daddy's pleasure was the only thing on my mind. His orgasm was my goal. His semen was my reward. My entire universe was centered around the seven or so inches of hard, throbbing flesh moving at a fairly slow speed in and out of my not-even teen-aged mouth and lips, and the swirling, bobbing, round eggs in his sack that were busy, I hoped, cooking up a huge batch of sperms for me. Over and over I gagged and choked on the big fleshy muscle that my Daddy was battering into my face. My lips were bruised and swollen, my tongue swamped in precum.
Then, finally, I felt Daddy start to tense up, his thighs moved in and almost trapped my head, his fingers tightened up in my hair. He pushed his penis in farther, trying to pound it right into my tummy. His cock swelled in my hand, and I felt a pulse travel up the big vein along the bottom, and a huge jet of sticky, sweet, hot semen burst into my mouth like an exploding geyser of cum. It instantly swamped the back of my mouth, seeping between my teeth and inot the top of my throat. I gulped it down, quickly, ready for more.
I didn't have to wait long. I jerked hard on the part of his shaft in my fingers, and it quivered and another blast of baby batter blew into my waiting mouth. I let it gather on my tongue and savored the semen-salty taste and feel of it. As I did, my hairless teen pussy quivered in its own little orgasm, my clit vibrating back and forth in its covering. I thought it so marvelous that I was so absorbed in giving my Daddy pleasure with my mouth that my own sex organs could climax in sympathy.
My greedy fingers pulled a third rope of wet, white sperm from Daddy's balls, this jet even bigger than either of the two before it, flooding my mouth with a huge wad of cum, gulped down into my tummy like the rest, coating my throat. Daddy grunted, and pulled my face down even farther. His penis twitched again, really strong like, and a big bolt of semen sprayed out but I was not ready and it went down the wrong pipe and I choked like mad! It sprayed out my poor nose, and I coughed and gagged and my head came up off of Daddy's penis and he sprayed one last time right into my eye and it was crazy! I was almost crying and coughing and Daddy said I'm sorry sweetie, and I hacked up another bunch of cum all over my face and chin and then I started to giggle and then Daddy did too and we ended up splashing each other in the tub again. It was so much fun!
We both finally climbed out and Daddy dried me off and I dried him off, admiring his nice clean hairless penis and balls, and he picked me up and carried me under his arm like a package of groceries. I shrieked and giggled and laughed as he dumped me on his bed and pulled the covers up over us.
He reached over to the bedside table that we kept some of our toys in, and pulled out the lovely jeweled butt plug. Motioning me to turn onto my tummy, he spread a big blob of lube onto the shiny bulbed end, and instructed me to pull my butt cheeks apart. I reached behind me with both tiny hands and separated my cheeks, exposing my squeaky clean little butthole to Daddy. He put the end of the cool metal plug against my ass and put the other hand on the small of my back.
"Ok, sweetie, here it comes . . ." Real slowly, I felt him push the tool against my resisting butt, and I tried to relax and push back. Seconds later, I felt the head pop in, and a brief spark of pain that I absorbed. Daddy slid the rest of the plug in until the big sparkling jewel pushed up against my butthole, and the rest lay several inches up into my guts. I moaned and wriggled and clenched my pelvis. It felt full, and good. I turned over to face him.
"Try to get to sleep baby doll, you'll need your energy tomorrow. I have a special surprise planned for you." Daddy said lovingly, patting my round tummy full of his sperms.
"Why, Daddy, what's the surprise?" I asked innocently.
"You'll find out . . . " he answered gravely but with a tiny grin curling his lips. "You'll find out why they call it Black Friday."
And after what happened that day, I know it's a damn good thing your butt can't get pregnant!
In the car on the way home, Daddy and I had a long talk.
"Daddy, I really enjoyed our weekend and you making love to me, it was so very special." I started, hugging his arm from my passenger seat.
"I'm glad sweetie, You are the best girl any Daddy could ever have" he smiled back. "What was your favorite part?"
"YOUR PENIS!" I said, giggling. "I love that part!"
"You know what I mean." Daddy said, smiling. I grinned at him.
"Well, actually, I loved getting all dressed up in sexy underwear and going out on the town. It gives me a thrill to think that I'm so sexy under my clothes and people don't even know it unless I let on." I answered after thinking for a minute. "And of course, you making me a woman. I just loved that feeling, Daddy. It did hurt for a sec but then it started feeling SOOOOO good and I know I just orgasmed over and over. And I love when you shoot your sperms up into me. I want that all the time!" I gushed, squeezing his arm even harder and laying my head on his shoulder.
"Sweetie, that was the most fantastic time for me too. I do so love that you want me enough to allow me to fuck you like that."
"DADDY!" I shrieked I mock alarm. "You CUSSED!"
"What, saying 'fuck'?" he turned his head and grinned at me.
"Yeah. You told me when I was a little kid that I shouldn't cuss or say bad words."
"Well, babycakes, I think considering the situation, I might relax the rules a little bit, at least when we're in private and alone."
"You mean I can say 'fuck'?" I asked with my eyebrows raising.
"Well, I suppose so. It'd be hard to tell you not to say 'fuck' when we're fucking. Not in school, perhaps, or in front of strangers, but with me, sure." I nodded.
"What about all the other words?"
"Like what?"
"Well . . . like, I love your penis . . . but sometimes, you call it a 'cock', right?"
"Right"
"or a dick. Cock . . .Dick . . . Penis . . . Cock" I mouthed the words over and over, like a mantra. "And I love it when you shoot your sperms in me but I hear you call it 'cum'. Or 'jizz'"
"Sure. Cum or jizz somehow sounds hotter than plain old 'semen'. Or 'ejaculatory fluid'."
I cracked up at that one. "Ejakulatroy fluid? What?"
"You know. My semen. The stuff my balls make for you. The stuff YOU were made of, to start with."
"Yep." I answered. "So, really, I'm just swallowing me when you ejac- . . . er, CUM, in my mouth, right?"
"Well, it's a little more than that - you're certainly a lot more than a few drops of my semen. But, yes, that's how you started. Mommy and I loved each other very much, and we made love, and I orgasmed in her, and you were created. Almost magically. You are the greatest thing we ever could have done together."
He got real silent, and I knew he was missing Mommy again. I was thoughtful for a few miles. It was a serious kind of thought.
"And my coochie. I know it's really a pussy."
"Well, actually, it's a vulva, or vagina, on the inside. But yes, most grown-ups call your sweet little honeypot a 'pussy'. It's ok. The actual medical terms are fine if you're a doctor, but 'pussy' sounds so much more naughty, right?" he said, running a hand down along the front of my panties. I'd leaned back against the seat and pulled my skirt up and was studiously examining my pussy. Even though it had been several hours since Daddy had pounded the crap out me in the shower, it was still sore and red.
"Honeypot?" I asked, laughing.
"Oh yes. 'Cause you're my honey."
"What about my boobies? Are they 'tits' yet?" I asked, completely serious. For a little girl, 'tits' are very serious things.
Daddy laughed. "Tits? No, sweetie, they're not 'tits' yet. They're scrumptious little boobs and your nipples are just marvelous, but you have a while before you can call them 'tits'. By the way, your dear mother had absolutely marvelous tits. But she didn't get them until she was almost 14, so you have plenty of time." he said, his voice dropping near the end. I knew he still misses Mommy.
"So, I can say, 'Daddy, I need you to put your large penis inside my vagina and then ejaculate your semen into my uterus'" I said, anxious to show off my internet-sourced biology, "or I can say, 'Daddy stick your huge cock in my pussy and cum in my cunt' or 'Daddy, I want to suck your cock and make you cum all over my face'?"
Daddy almost drove the car off the side of the road.
"Well. . . yeah, I guess so, baby, I guess so." he said. "It just sounds pretty naughty, those big grown up words coming from your mouth. But then you've had some very grown up things in your mouth already."
I smiled at him, and whispered, "Don't worry Daddy, I won't say them in school." I realized that I'd never told him about my thrice-weekly meetings with Mr. Bonacelli in the basement. I had matured to the point where sucking off a teacher was not worth even mentioning to my Daddy.
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But by Thanksgiving, my boobs were almost bulging out of my B-cup bras. I liked to tell myself that it was all the cum I was swallowing but I knew deep down that wasn't true. But then again, Daddy had said that Mommy had big boobs, and that she loved to suck on cocks, and I know that Marcie Patterson, who's in ninth grade and lives across the street, has never even kissed a boy and she's still flat as a board. So who knows? Maybe it's true after all.
Daddy and I continued to sleep together most nights, it was just so comfortable and nice to fall asleep next to a big strong man who was loving me and protecting me, and then in the morning, as soon as he woke up, suck his cock and swallow his first cum-load of the day. We fucked at least three or four times a week, and I grew pretty accustomed to taking almost all of his big fat cock in my pussy. (oohhh, it sounds so naughty when I say it like that! :)
On Friday nights, we always took a nice long bath together and I let Daddy fuck me in the butt. Sorry, ass. He said I can say 'ass' now, and even 'asshole' but that sounds so dirty. By the way, I love the way the word fuck sounds. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
He doesn't have Mrs Abernathy come over anymore, so the house is almost always empty after I get home from school until Daddy gets home. He makes me lock the doors when I get home and not go anywhere unless I tell him first.
We hadn't seen Mr. Alex for a while after we got back from the city, and then there was Thanksgiving, and Daddy and I went to a restaurant for dinner and I got all dressed up, as usual. I put on a really nice blue satin garterbelt and some shiny stockings and a nice dress that came down to cover up the tops of my stockings but not much more, and even when I sat down it came up over them. Daddy said I looked like a cosplayer whatever that is.
We had a really nice dinner, and no school the next day. Daddy said he had a surprise planned for me but he wouldn't tell me what it was. I kind of liked Daddy's surprises, so I didn't bug him. Too much, anyway. While we were eating dinner, I asked Daddy about something I'd been wanting for a while but didn't have the guts to ask him about.
"Daddy, can I ask you for something?"
"Sure, sweetie, what is it?" he put down his fork of turkey.
"Weelllll, I think I want to get a pair of nipple rings." There, I said it. Bombshell.
He only cocked his head and looked at me a little odd.
"Nipple rings?"
"Yeah Daddy, they're so cool, I mean, I saw them on the internet and they look so neat on girls boobs and all and everybody has them, I mean almost everybody, most guys don't but some do but I like them on girls boobs and I think they'd look really cool and please please please please . . ." I begged him breathlessly, laying it on real thick.
"You know it will hurt pretty bad to put them in. Remember your ears? WORSE than that!" he said.
I nodded. I figured it would sting. I pinched my nipples real hard one time with a pair of Daddy's plier tools in the kitchen one time, and it hurt like the bejezus but it also kinda made me wet down there a little bit. I figured it would only hurt for a second but the rings would look really cool forever, so that's why I wanted them.
"What will you do at gym class in front of the other girls?" he asked.
I hadn't thought of that.
"Well, they'll be jealous but that's tough luck!" I said defiantly.
"No, I mean, they might not understand about a girl your age with nipple rings. That's usually something girls don't get until they're older, honey."
I studied on that for a minute. "I know, I'll just wear a top or a sport bra or something and tell them I have a cut that can't get wet.." my voice trailed off as I thought that that excuse would only hold me for a couple of weeks at best.
"Well, I don't know, but maybe we'll think of something." Daddy answered. I knew I had him. Men are so easy.
"Let me make a few calls and see what I can do." he said. He took out his phone and got up to walk away while I finished my cranberry sauce and mac and cheese. When he came back, he had a big smile on his face.
"Ok, I found someone that Doctor Mullins recommended who does stuff like that on little girls. He says they're very special. He gave me the number and I just called, and if we go over right after dinner, we can do it tonight."
I said 'Yippeeeeee!' and gave Daddy a big kiss. "I'm done. Hurry up and finish!" I cackled at him. He was pretty much done with his dinner anyway, so we paid up and left the restaurant and I ran to the car. I bounced up and down like a monkey while we drove to the place where they put nipple rings in. It took a while and was in a part of the town I'd never been in. It looked a little scary in some places, real dark between the buildings and all. But then Daddy pulled up in front of a store that had a big lighted sign on it that said "ody pie cing". We went inside, and a big huge man with a beard and wearing a blue jeans, a vest and boots came out and he and Daddy shook hands, and he looked at me and Daddy said something and he grinned and he had a big silver tooth in his mouth! Then Daddy gave him a bunch of money from his wallet and the man pointed at me and then bent his finger and said, "c'mere honey, we'll take good care of you." He and Daddy and me went into this back room where there was a big chair almost like the doctor had. The big man who said his name was Al pointed at it and said, "now take off your top and bra little sweety" and I said "I don't have a bra on" which was true, which he saw as soon as I took off my blouse. He smiled. His eyes came to me and looked at my bare tits and he licked his lips which was kind of creepy but my nipples didn't think so because they popped up pretty hard even more than the ride over from the restaurant.
I got up into the chair and he said, "Hold the arms real tight." and he swabbed some stuff on one nipple that felt real icy and cold and that made it come out even farther. He had one hand behind his back, and he took his other hand and actually grabbed my nipple with his fingers and pulled it way out and I winced and might have said, "ouch!" and he said, "close your eyes, honey" and I did and then my poor nipple went OUCH! real loud. Man did that hurt. I screamed a little bit and twitched and I know I cried and then I felt him put something on my nipple again and it ground around and really really stung and I thought maybe this wasn't for me but then I opened my eyes and I had this most beautiful silver ring right through my nipple! I loved it! He looked at Daddy and Daddy looked at me and I nodded and gulped and wiped away the tear. My poor boobie throbbed like you'd hit it with a bat.
"D'ja want da udder one too?"
Before Daddy could object or even say anything, I squeaked "YEP!" and steeled myself and grabbed the arms of the chair real tight and closed my eyes and he did the other one. I know I cried then, it really hurt like mad for a second but when he was done I had the most beautiful and cool silver rings in my nipples and they looked so neat! They hurt like mad, but the man Al gave me a big aspirin to take and said "this'll help" and I took it and he gave me a swig of his beer to wash it down! Ughh, the beer was gross and I didn't like it but the pill went down.
Daddy came over to look at me real closely. There was just a little teeny blood not very much. My boobs throbbed, I ain't gonna lie, and the nipples felt like someone was setting them on fire. Al said "The swelling won't last. They were nice and clean, so no infection, just don't get them dirty or anything for a day or so. She can go up a gage in a few months if you want. Get some forceps at the supply house to take 'em out and change up. They look real pretty in, if she ever wants her tongue or her clit done let me know."
A ring in my clit? OMG! It would hurt sooooo much! But how pretty would that be? And what would it feel like to be fucked with metal in my clitty?
Now a tongue piercing was something else. People would see that. They'd know what it was for. And I'd get to use it a lot.
Daddy asked how did I feel and I said it hurt but OK and I got down off the chair and almost fell down, my knees were all rubbery. Daddy jumped to grab me and Al said "sometimes that happens, they get loosey-goosey 'cause their blood pressure drops. Put 'er on the table up here" and he slapped this big padded table and Daddy laid me out on the table and I was really woozy. Al whistled at that, cause my skirt had bunched up and he saw my nylons and garters.
"Shit mister, she's got fuckin' stockings on! She's a fox, you know that?" and Daddy said something I couldn't understand because I was really getting woozy and then things kinda of got dark for a while.
I woke up in the car. Daddy had carried me out there. I was in the front seat, with my blouse in my hands and my boobs out in the fresh air and my nipples were throbbing but they looked so cool with the silver rings in them, they glinted and shined in the light. I touched one tentatively, and my nipple was really sore but I still smiled. I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes and just listened to the road go by.
By the time we got home, I felt a lot better, in fact, I didn't hurt at all, anywhere, and I felt pretty good. I was giggling a lot, too. Daddy suggested we take a nice bubble bath together. I said 'sure, of course', I never turn down my Daddy whenever he wants to have sex with me. I ran upstairs and started the hot water in the tub and poured in about a ton of bubble bath and bath oil, and then went to my bedroom to take off my dress and stockings and heels. I looked at my new rings in the mirror, I loved them! But I still felt really woozy and almost fell over once. I think that the aspirin Al gave me was not an aspirin.
I heard Daddy come upstairs too and go in to his bedroom to take off his clothes. I tiptoed into the bathroom real quiet like, and slipped naked into the tub before he came in. I was laying there, enjoying the feel of the warm bubbles slowly coming up and covering my body. I didn't let the water get up to my boobs, though.
Daddy walked in, he was pretty much totally naked, and his penis, or his cock, if you prefer, was semi-hard and swinging back and forth in front of him. I smiled up at him.
"Come on in Daddy, the water's fine!" I giggled, and splashed some bubbles on him as he climbed over the wall of the big tub and slid in across from me. I felt his feet slide up along the outside of my legs, and he wriggled his toes against my ribs.
"You started without me, did you?" he fake-snarled at me, and splashed a big mountain of bubbles on my face. I sputtered through the glob and spit out the soapy thing.
"Oh, you've become a spitter now huh, instead of a swallower?" he said, frowning.
"Oh NO, Daddy, NEVER EVER!" I sputtered, "I'll ALWAYS swallow your stuff, whenever you want me to! Don't ever even joke about that!"
He said, "Well, I certainly hope not. I'd hate to have to go out and find some nice woman to date and take to dinner and stuff instead!" he grinned, laughing. I brushed a handful of bubbles at him with the back of my hand and we both started splashing each other with the warm soapy slippery water. It was fun to just be a little girl with Daddy sometimes, too. Finally, he stopped, I tried to catch my breath because I was giggling sooooo much. I felt no pain at all!
"Ok, sweetie, time to take a look at you and get you nice and smooth!" he said, which meant it was time to hop up on the rim of the tub and spread my legs so he could come in real close and inspect my pussy lips for hair and gross stuff like that. I scooted up on to the tub rail, and spread my legs real wide so Daddy could get right in between them. I reached over for the fancy tube of lady's shave cream that had been soaking in the warm water, and sprayed a big glob of it on my pussy and smoothed it around until my crotch was a big white ball of fluffy stuff.
Daddy leaned in with a new Lady Schtick razor that was pink and real pretty, and started shaving my pussy. First he did the tops of my thighs on the insides all up and down almost to my knees, and then he shaved real real gently up and down my pussy lips, which never get too much hair anyway but I like how it feels when he touches them, and then he shaved back and forth and up and down across my mound above my clitty button until THAT was really smooth, and then he had me get up and turn around and he shaved all around my butthole too! That felt really strange.
After he was all finished, I turned back around, and sat down, and wouldn't you know it, Daddy's penis was sticking out of a big mass of bubbles, pointing right at me! I looked at it for a second, and then a wicked thought occurred to me.
"Daddy, you know, I have a question to ask you."
"Sure, baby, what is it?" he answered as he leaned over to put the razor back in its tray by the tub.
"Well, you know how you like me to be all smooth and shaved down there?"
"Yeah, sweetheart, I do indeed."
"Well, I'd like to do the same thing for you. You are a bit hairy you know, and sometimes its scratchy or itchy when I play with everything down there. Especially, like, when I try to put your balls in my mouth and suck on them? It sure would be nice if your ballsack and all was nice and smooth."
"So what are you getting at, punkin? Do you want me to shave my penis and balls?"
"No, I want to shave them. You . . . It . . .whatever!" I giggled at him, blushing.
He thought for a second and them smiled at me and said, "ok, sweetie, I guess so. So long as you're careful, right?" I nodded.
He sat on the edge of the tub just like I did, and I gathered up a big goop of shave cream and sprayed it all over his balls and his penis, which kept moving around, so I grabbed the head of it with one hand and held it out and sprayed the foam on it. I massaged the foamy cream all up and down his shaft, which started getting harder and bigger, of course, so I needed more cream. I finally got it all pretty well covered, and then put some cream on the palm of my hand and pushed it up against his balls in their sack, and spread it around there. I also did a little on his belly just above his penis, and on his legs a little bit.
Then I very carefully started shaving Daddy. First, I ran the razor up and down his penis shaft, holding on to the end really carefully, and moving it back and forth so I could do it just right. By the time I was finished, it was standing straight up in a salute to me! It even started to cry, so I leaned in and gave it a little kiss to make it feel better! LOL
Then I shaved up and down the top of Daddy's legs inside and across his belly so he was nice and smooth there just like I was. It took a while 'cause he was kind of hairy on his belly, but not real bad. I kept shaking the razor in the water to clean it off and even spritzed a little more shaving cream on him just to make it easier.
Finally, I held his penis in one hand and pushed it up so it was pointing up his belly, flat, and started to very very carefully shave his ballsack. It wasn't easy, so I asked Daddy to hold his penis for me so I'd have both hands to do his balls. It took a while, and I had to stop and clean the razor off and spritz more shaving cream on him. Luckily Daddy's balls were big enough that I didn't have too much trouble, I thought back to how small some of the boys I sucked on were and was glad that Daddy was full grown and big enough to shave. Daddy kept on trying to mess me up, he would aim his penis down at me and stroke it back and forth and say like, "Oh, oh, baby, open up, I have to shoot some cum at you", or "Hey sweetie, look at me, I'm going to shoot off on you" or something silly like that and I'd have to stop and giggle and wait so I wouldn't cut him or nothing.
By the time I was all finished, Daddy's penis looked like it was about ready to explode. I told Daddy that he needed to make it soft or I wouldn't play with it, so I stopped and leaned back and moved to the other side of the tub completely so I wouldn't be tempted to play with it myself. I watched as Daddy's cock slowly, sloooooowly started to droop down a little bit. It took a few minutes but he finally was soft enough to work with.
I moved back up to between Daddy's legs and splashed clean water on him from the faucet so all the soap and shaving cream was off him and he was just as pink and shiny as he could be. I loved watching the water drip off the end of his penis, it looked like he was shooting clear sperms or something. I leaned in and opened my mouth, and scooped his penis in, and was able to get almost all of it completely in my mouth. I angled my head and looked up into Daddy's eyes and nodded real slowly, waiting for it to begin.
I just stayed put there with his cock buried in my mouth, and then slowly backed off of it. I took hold of it with my hand and jerked it back and forth for a while and it got hard, just like I like it. It was coated with my throat gunk and spit and all, but that didn't bother me. Once it got really good and hard, I just kept jerking it. I'd lean forwards every now and then and lick the little bubble of pre-cum off the tip and use my tongue to coat my lips with Daddy's special lip gloss. He looked at me with crazy eyes as I did that. Finally I relented and stopped teasing him. It was time to suck.
I popped the end in my mouth and went about half-way down, and sucked like mad. That always made Daddy's eyes pop open. I moved my tongue all around his shaft as best I could, getting as much spit and stuff on him as I could, then started sucking more and more of his shaft into my mouth. All this time, I was using one hand to jerk him off too. I'd found out that if I had half of Daddy's cock in my mouth, and half in my hand, I could jerk and suck at the same time. When I first started, my hands were too small for much, but I've been growing since then and now my fingertips touch when I put my hand around Daddy's penis.
I bent over in the tub, sitting on my knees, and let Daddy move my head back and forth with his hands, my mouth and lips sliding over his cock, drooling spit down onto it so my hands could schuck back and forth. I moaned, closing my eyes and going off into little-girl-cock-drunk dreamland. Minutes passed that seemed like seconds. I moved Daddy's cock farther and farther back into my mouth until I was going down about three-quarters of the way of his cock each time, but left an inch or two out of my mouth. His leaking head dripped pre-cum all across the back of my tongue, making it super slippery and greasy tasting. I swallowed every time I had the chance.
Daddy's pleasure was the only thing on my mind. His orgasm was my goal. His semen was my reward. My entire universe was centered around the seven or so inches of hard, throbbing flesh moving at a fairly slow speed in and out of my not-even teen-aged mouth and lips, and the swirling, bobbing, round eggs in his sack that were busy, I hoped, cooking up a huge batch of sperms for me. Over and over I gagged and choked on the big fleshy muscle that my Daddy was battering into my face. My lips were bruised and swollen, my tongue swamped in precum.
Then, finally, I felt Daddy start to tense up, his thighs moved in and almost trapped my head, his fingers tightened up in my hair. He pushed his penis in farther, trying to pound it right into my tummy. His cock swelled in my hand, and I felt a pulse travel up the big vein along the bottom, and a huge jet of sticky, sweet, hot semen burst into my mouth like an exploding geyser of cum. It instantly swamped the back of my mouth, seeping between my teeth and inot the top of my throat. I gulped it down, quickly, ready for more.
I didn't have to wait long. I jerked hard on the part of his shaft in my fingers, and it quivered and another blast of baby batter blew into my waiting mouth. I let it gather on my tongue and savored the semen-salty taste and feel of it. As I did, my hairless teen pussy quivered in its own little orgasm, my clit vibrating back and forth in its covering. I thought it so marvelous that I was so absorbed in giving my Daddy pleasure with my mouth that my own sex organs could climax in sympathy.
My greedy fingers pulled a third rope of wet, white sperm from Daddy's balls, this jet even bigger than either of the two before it, flooding my mouth with a huge wad of cum, gulped down into my tummy like the rest, coating my throat. Daddy grunted, and pulled my face down even farther. His penis twitched again, really strong like, and a big bolt of semen sprayed out but I was not ready and it went down the wrong pipe and I choked like mad! It sprayed out my poor nose, and I coughed and gagged and my head came up off of Daddy's penis and he sprayed one last time right into my eye and it was crazy! I was almost crying and coughing and Daddy said I'm sorry sweetie, and I hacked up another bunch of cum all over my face and chin and then I started to giggle and then Daddy did too and we ended up splashing each other in the tub again. It was so much fun!
We both finally climbed out and Daddy dried me off and I dried him off, admiring his nice clean hairless penis and balls, and he picked me up and carried me under his arm like a package of groceries. I shrieked and giggled and laughed as he dumped me on his bed and pulled the covers up over us.
He reached over to the bedside table that we kept some of our toys in, and pulled out the lovely jeweled butt plug. Motioning me to turn onto my tummy, he spread a big blob of lube onto the shiny bulbed end, and instructed me to pull my butt cheeks apart. I reached behind me with both tiny hands and separated my cheeks, exposing my squeaky clean little butthole to Daddy. He put the end of the cool metal plug against my ass and put the other hand on the small of my back.
"Ok, sweetie, here it comes . . ." Real slowly, I felt him push the tool against my resisting butt, and I tried to relax and push back. Seconds later, I felt the head pop in, and a brief spark of pain that I absorbed. Daddy slid the rest of the plug in until the big sparkling jewel pushed up against my butthole, and the rest lay several inches up into my guts. I moaned and wriggled and clenched my pelvis. It felt full, and good. I turned over to face him.
"Try to get to sleep baby doll, you'll need your energy tomorrow. I have a special surprise planned for you." Daddy said lovingly, patting my round tummy full of his sperms.
"Why, Daddy, what's the surprise?" I asked innocently.
"You'll find out . . . " he answered gravely but with a tiny grin curling his lips. "You'll find out why they call it Black Friday."
And after what happened that day, I know it's a damn good thing your butt can't get pregnant!
Chapter
14 - Black Friday
[Author's Note] It's the day after Thanksgiving. Julie is sore from her new rings, but her Daddy has a surprise for her!
I fell asleep like as soon as my head hit the pillow. I never even woke up to give Daddy his morning BJ. When I did finally wake up, I heard some voices downstairs but I couldn’t tell who they were or what they were talking about. My ears felt like there was cotton in them, but there wasn’t any. First thing I had to do was run in and pee for about fifteen minutes. Whew… :)
My butt plug was still safely shoved up my ass, I grabbed the outer jewel and rotated it around, which caused a shiver to shake through my little frame. I cleaned up, and then checked out my nipples in the mirror, and they seemed OK. Still a bit sore, but they weren’t all red and inflamed or anything. They were semi-hard, though, which I thought was interesting. It’s hard to explain, I guess, but I found myself “aware” of them now, which I hadn’t really been before, unless I was touching them or something. My rings made my nipples feel like someone was always touching them, which was certainly not a bad thing!
I padded downstairs and walked into the kitchen. There was Daddy, making orange juice and stuff, and he was talking to the biggest black man I’d ever seen in my life. I didn’t even remember I was naked until he looked at me and chuckled. I shrieked and tried to hide behind the island in the middle of the room but he could still see everything above my waist, including my new rings. I blushed and calmed down and stood there behind the countertop hopping from side to side on my tiptoes.
“Honey, I’d like you to meet Abe, he’s a friend of mine from college, and he’s in town for a few days. I invited him to stay with us. I’m sure you’ll like him just fine. Come out and say hello.” Daddy’s voice was firm but friendly. It was that tone he had when he wanted me to do something and he wasn’t kidding.
I cautiously came out from behind the counter. I’d never been quite so self-conscious before but I think this huge man just made me slightly spooked. I tried to hide my naked body as best I could but there in the middle of the kitchen, I was a five foot tall, naked girl with a shaved pussy and nipple rings, and he was about nine feet tall, in a expensive looking suit. But he smiled at me and his face looked friendly. He held out his hand and it was as big as my whole head. I reached out and he took mine and he squeezed it so very gently I almost peed myself. He boomed out “Hello there, little lady!” and I blushed and said hello.
“Abe was on the football team at college, and then he joined the Army and helped to defend our country, and now he’s a very important man in California.” Daddy told me. “You can call him Mister Webster, ok?”
I gulped and nodded, taking the orange juice Daddy offered without even thinking. I could feel Mr. Webster’s eyes taking in every pale inch of my naked body. My nipples hardened but I don’t know if it was the cool morning air, or my subconscious excitement at being devoured by this huge black man.
I turned to go upstairs and put some clothes on, but Daddy stopped me, and said quietly, “I think you can just stay the way you are, sweetie. Isn’t that right, Abe?” and Abe said, “Oh yeah, I think she’s just about perfect the way she is”, laughing.
I blushed a little bit but obeyed. Daddy and Mr Webster said they were going into the living room, and I should come along. I trailed behind them - Mr. Webster’s legs were thicker than ME! He and Daddy each sat in one of the big chairs in our living room, and I curled my legs under me at one end of the sofa. Daddy and Mr Webster started talking about what Mr Webster did in Los Angeles but I didn’t understand any of it. I sipped my OJ and just watched them. I kept finding myself looking back at Mr Webster and admiring his huge, well muscled body. His smile was charming too, he had pearly white teeth and the nicest looking face you could imagine.
I was daydreaming about something when I heard his voice break through the fog at one point.
“So, your Daddy tells me you like to model for your men friends” registered in my brain. I sort of looked confused at him and burst out, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you completely, what did you say?" I babbled.
He laughed, gently. “My, you are a silly little one, aren’t you? I said, your Daddy said that you really like to dress up in your fancy underthings and model them for your men friends”. I blushed a little bit and nodded my head. “Sort of. I guess so.” Daddy was beaming at me.
“Maybe you’d like to show Mister Abe and his buddies some of your fancy new things . . .” Daddy gently suggested.
“B..buddies?” I questioned. I didn’t see anyone else here.
“Why yes, little lady – didn’t your Daddy tell you? I talked to a few of my old football and Army buddies, and they should be here any moment now. They’re really anxious to meet you and see your fancy new things, like your Daddy says.”
I nodded blankly. I was still half asleep I think, and the aspirin from the man who put in my rings was still there too, I bet. Everything sounded like it was far away.
“Why don’t you go upstairs and get four or five of your new outfits, honey, and bring them down here and we’ll watch you model them.” Daddy suggested.
I staggered upstairs and ran into the bathroom. I splashed a bunch of cold water on my face, and that made me wake up a little bit. I had to pee again, so I did, and then I washed myself down there real good because I was a little funky smelling. I ran into my bedroom and grabbed four of my newest garter belts, a few other underthings like the corsets and babydoll stuff, and my shiny stockings that I really liked. I grabbed my new heels too. I looked in the mirror. Here I was, bareass naked, about to go down and model sexy underwear for my Daddy and a bunch of his college friends.
I shivered, goosebumps popping out on my arms, and my fancy new nipples were already hard. I loved the way I felt – a little scared, a little turned on, kind of excited, kind of shy. I touched one nipple briefly, apprehensive about how it would feel. There was a dull kind of ache which I hoped would go away sooner than later. I tried pulling on one of the rings, and I nearly collapsed at the bolt of pain that shot through my little body, centered directly on that nipple. I murmured ‘oh, god…’ and took a deep breath.
I needed to do it again, though. Just once. So I took the other ring between my thumb and forefinger and looked right into my eyes in the mirror and slowly closed them. And pulled. I saw fireworks behind my eyelids and fell to my knees, oh god the pain was white hot. I put one hand out onto the floor in front of me to steady me and keep me from falling flat on my face. Waves of burning heat emanated from my boob, and I dropped the ring from between my fingertips. I gasped for breath for a few seconds. Something, I don’t know what, made me reach with my free hand for my pussy. I was absolutely dripping. My pussy was wet, wetter than I’d felt it for like, ever. I stroked up between my two bare lips, and a thrill of equal parts pain and sexual energy passed through me.
I sat up, leaning back on my calves, spreading my upper legs till my knees were at almost 90 degrees from the other. I felt the cool air on my crotch, and stroked slowly, again. Shuddering, I was curiously almost detached from this new feeling I was experiencing, wondering how it had developed in my young psyche. Steeling myself for the shock, I pulled a ring again, and shoved two fingers up into me at the exact same time.
OMFG!!!!! I came like a stick of dynamite had been set off in my pussy, the orgasm exploding without any warning, my fingers drenched in my gushing fluids. I closed my eyes and fell softly to my side, legs drawn up, my body shaking for several moments as the pleasure rocked through me from toes to the top of my head and back, my hips jerking like I’d been whipped. I actually cried, it felt so amazing. The pain turbocharged my climax, forcing it to greater intensity. I rubbed my clit harder, pouring even more sensation into my young body until it felt like every nerve ending was on fire and sparking like electric wires.
After a while, the shocks passed. I lay on the floor, almost sobbing, gasping for air. Part of my mind was scared, scared that I’d found this new edge to my feelings. Part of my mind was also apprehensive, or better, expectant, anxious, looking forwards to this sexual bomb blast going off over and over for me, wondering how many I could take before I passed out or collapsed. I sat back up after a moment, and got to my feet. I needed to go into the bathroom again and splash more cold water on me, and I rubbed my chest and crotch again with a damp cloth that took some of the sweat away. Retrieving the lingerie from where I’d dropped it in front of the mirror, I headed back downstairs, anxious to see how these new sensations felt when I was being watched by horny men.
I padded to the hallway downstairs and peeked around the corner in to the living room. I gasped. There were at least eight or ten black men in the room, standing, sitting, talking in pairs, there was Daddy talking to two of them, and Mister Abe with his back to me, one big hand on a guy’s shoulder next to him. There were all really big, and looked strong and powerful. I shivered, involuntarily, and I must have made a noise, because Abe turned around and saw me. His eye lit up into a big smile, and he announced, “Well, our guest of honor finally arrived!”, laughing gently. Daddy came over to make sure I was OK, and I nodded dumbly.
“Honey, these men are all friends of Abe, and I knew some of them from college, too. They’re all so anxious to see you model your things, and then, maybe, who knows . . . “ his voice trailed off and he raised an eyebrow. I smiled back at him.
Mr. Abe and another guy moved the couch and chairs out of the way to clear a big space in the middle of the room. I moved to the edge, shyly, still naked. Tossing the various lingerie pieces on a little table next to the sofa, I fastened one garter belt around my waist and slowly rolled some stockings up my legs. One of the guys put a song on his phone and some sexy dance music made me sway my hips almost without realizing it. I reached down to fasten the front clips, and peeked up at of the men. He was staring at me like a tiger would stare at a baby gazelle.
When I reached back behind me to clip the back one from the strap that went down over my butt, I turned to look at him shyly, and said, “Would you help me with this, mister?” and kind of stuck my butt out at him. He jumped to me with one motion and I felt his smooth fingers trace over my butt cheek, pulling the elastic strap down and hooking one finger under the top of the stocking. After he had that one hooked, I swiveled enough to give him access to the other, all the time smiling and looking at the other men, gathered around my tiny pink body. When I was complete, I stepped into the heels, and jumped up onto the big solid coffee table we had in front of the couch. I stood proudly, my legs spread apart, hips thrust out, bare chest exposed to the morning sunlight streaming in, nipples hard and proud. The men cheered and clapped for me, sending those waves of gratified acceptance right through me. Each acknowledged ‘thumbs-up’ or wink or nod from the men gave me more and more power, more and more self-confidence to do what I planned.
I turned and swayed to the music, thrusting out my naked hips or boobs to each man, trying to mimic the moves I’d seen girls make on stage, the sexy dancers on YouTube videos, and whatever else I could try to build these men up to fever pitch. I made sure that all the men got a nice view of all of my parts, including locking my knees and bending over to lay my palms flat on the table, the muscles and tendons in my legs complaining, but my gymnastic training won out. Some of the men came up and took close-up photos of my butt or my pussy or my rings, I kind of liked that. Permanent mementos.
After a few minutes, it was time to climb off and try another outfit. This time, I selected a white bustier that Mr Alex had bought for me last time he was here, it was really pretty with lots of lace and stuff around the edges. It actually fit around my belly from my hips to my boobs, and it had these half-bra cups that my tits just sat in like cupcakes. I asked one of the nice men to zip it up behind me, and as he finished, I reached back to take his hands, and brought them around in mine. I gently placed his palms over the my boobs, small lances of pain shooting down through my body as his dark skin made contact. I loved the contrast I saw between his dark, almost coal-black skin and my clear, pale, pre-teen boobs.
I moaned under his hands and let one of mine drift back to feel the front of his trousers. I gasped out loud when I felt the size of his iron-hard penis. It felt huge, I’ll say that. I pulled away, and attached my stockings to the clips of the bustier. Back on top of the table, I gyrated and spun and gave the fellows as good a show as I could, considering that I didn’t know what I was doing. But they were looking at a naked little girl, it didn't matter that much.
Two more outfit changes, including assistance from a couple of the men in the audience, and I was getting a little tired, and a lot horny. Finally, in my last outfit, a sexy red garter belt and a bra with cutouts for the nipples that my rings just barely fit through, I had to kick it up a notch, so to speak. I did the show on the table, and then decided to just lay down on the cool wood and let my legs hang off the edge. I slowly stroked the inside of my thighs just below my pussy and licked my lips. The men all gathered around to watch me play with myself, Daddy filming it all as usual, watching with a proud smile from the back of the pack. Everywhere I looked, there were grinning black faces, men muttering under their breath to their buddy next to them, or even just speaking out loud, giving voice to their lust.
“Hey, baby, let’s see you rub those pussy lips. . . “
“Ummm, that’s a tasty looking snatch ya got there, creampuff . . .”
“My gawd, look, she’s all wet up there like she was hotter ‘n blazes! . . .”
“Fuck me, that there clitty looks like it needs some of these big lips wrapped around it . . .”
I continued to play the part, rubbing and moaning quietly to myself, my eyes closed, just letting the feelings take me. It didn’t take long for that first orgasm to hit, and I writhed on the table, moaning, thrusting my hips up into the air and forcing my two fingers into me as far as they’d reach. I felt the hard metal of the butt plug on the other side of the thin barrier of skin between my pussy and my butt. Stretching, I flipped my legs as far back towards my head as I could, angling my ass out in full view of the group of black men hovering around. Gasps of surprise and lust met my ears as they all took in the full glory of the little white girl laying in front of them, for all intents and purposes naked except for lingerie designed for a woman a decade older, a jeweled butt plug forced far up her juvenile ass passage. I grasped the jeweled end in one hand and slowly pulled it out until the head was just about to pop through my butt hole and out, but I didn’t pull it out all the way. I let the men see, and then shoved it all the way back in, groaning at the intrusion.
Repeatedly fucking my ass with this metal cock put me on edge again, and I rubbed my clit with my free hand. The men were gathering in, closer and closer, like lions about to leap on a deer. I hadn’t even noticed that some of them already had their dicks out and were slowly stroking them. Things were fuzzy, almost as if I was in a dream. Before I wrote all this, I actually had to go back and watch the video Daddy had taken. Everything was so dim, I couldn’t clearly remember it all. But watching that video, and the one that Abe took at the same time of the other stuff, brought it all back.
I was in a daze, brought on partially by the still-throbbing pain of my nipples, and the climax I was trying to wring out of my poor clitty. I barely felt the first wet slap of semen against my cheek, barely tasted the rich salty flavor of the thick goo that bounced off my upper lip onto my tongue. The dark chocolate cock head had edged up to just inches from my face, my eyes shut in concentration never saw it. The camera did a great job of focusing and composing the shot - my child-like face in the left-most third of the frame, the enormous and captivating black cock coming into the picture from the right, just like it was cumming into my mouth. The entire ejaculatory sequence was stunningly captured, including my mouth opening in a low moan, providing a target for the masturbating man. The first three of his streams had decorated my cheek, nose, and lips, streaming from one side of my tiny face to the other, but once my mouth opened in a wordless gasp, his aim targeted that moist opening. A salty barrage of black sperm poured into my mouth, two thick rich streams, with an audible splash, and then a long drip that simply oozed out of the man’s pee-hole, coating my tongue as I lay there. My swallowing reaction turned my throat into a waterslide for sperm, and my throat visibly contracted in the camera’s lens. The cock head withdrew, and the camera zoomed into to my face. My tiny eyes were screwed shut in concentration, my only thought to pull another orgasm from my needy pussy and clit.
The camera panned slowly down my body, concentrating for some seconds on various part of my sensation-wracked body:
- My heaving boobs were lovingly captured, the tips popping through the openings of the fancy bra, the new rings gleaming.
- The nipples, still slightly reddened from yesterday’s procedure, stood stiff and proud.
- Down my rib cage, still skinny enough to show a hint of bony child and in towards my tummy.
- My belly button was edged by the lace of the red garter belt, the camera panned a bit in either direction to show the sexy stockings clinging to my thin, coltish legs.
- Back on my crotch, the camera watched with its unblinking eye as my left hand pulled, caressed and stroked my clit and vaginal lips, while the right snaked underneath my ass and worried the gem-faced butt plug in and out of my ass.
- My clean-shaven mound, pink and wet and throbbing, the object of so much male attention.
- Then slowly, loving down my slim legs, following the shiny nylon material all the way to the sexy, ankle-strapped high heels on my child-sized feet.
A second excited watcher stepped up to add his exotic DNA to my face and mouth, and Abe’s camera captured the moment from a point of view above and behind my head. The large, plum-colored head dripped a steady stream of white goop, painting my forehead and eye sockets before hovering over my mouth and lips and drooling out his excitement, the salty liquid pooling lightly upon my closed lips and then falling into the cavern created when I opened them, adding to the treasure already in my mouth. I loved tasting the salty, aromatic blend, ripe with mature male essence, soon sent down to my hungry stomach like the first. As my throat rippled with the swallow, Daddy’s camera centered on my angelic face, criss-crossed as it was with white lines of semen. Both cheeks and one eye were liberally anointed, as was the bridge of my nose and part of my forehead. A line drooled down across one jaw, reaching for my neck. I opened the besotted eye, flitting small drops of sperm on my eyelashes like little diamonds. The salty sting made me blink, my vision clouded through a white haze. I only heard the grunt above me, and then an arrow of semen struck my cheekbone, the ‘snick’ sound of it clearly audible on the soundtrack of my oral bombardment. The missile ricocheted off, sliding up across the middle of my forehead and losing itself in my hairline. A second powerful jet struck at nearly the same spot, the sound again providing audible confirmation of the power behind it, the beam of white bridging cheekbone to eyebrow, slapping wetly against my clouded eyelid.
Strong hands grasped both ankles, and lifted my feet up towards the ceiling, my ass following. I felt a hand grasp mine, moving it out of the way, and I felt a push at my pussy lips. I whimpered, afraid, ashamed, excited.
“N. . .n . . .no . . .pl . . .puleeze . . .only Daddy . . . only my Daddy . . .” and a hesitation.
Whispers.
Tears.
Then my hips were lifted higher, and a sudden emptiness in my ass as the plug was pulled slowly out. Momentarily. I felt the earlier shaft angle down, looking for entrance to my butt instead. My mind felt relief, my ass felt about to be plundered. Whoever had my ankles pulled them even farther apart, as if to make a wish on a Christmas turkey. I groaned. The dark head at my ass pushed again, insistent. I felt something squirt there, oily. Warm. Smooth.
My shriek seemed to reverberate through the room as several inches of hard black cock pushed it’s way into my tiny ass. The pain radiated outward and hit my clitoris like a sonic boom. My hand found its way back there, rubbing gently, willing the wave of pleasurable sensation to race out and meet the pain. The cock slid in farther, and I felt hands holding me up and angling my hips to allow the black intruder easier access. I opened my one good eye, peering at the young man sodomizing me. He was cute, actually, not at all hard to look at. He smiled sexily at me and I tried to acknowledge it. I saw Daddy standing behind him to one side, filming it all. I held out my other hand, needing his touch. Fingers touched and twined together, I grunted and moaned, the pleasure and good feeling gradually eating away at the raw pain of the anal pounding.
Daddy whispered, “You’re doing fine, sweetie, just fine . . . let it go and just take it . . .you’ll be fine . . .I won’t let them hurt you . . .”
I grunted in response, squeaking out a whispered “ok . . .ok” to him and the rest.
My hips turned up, I tried to bump and grind into the man, allowing him further access. He kept pushing in, I felt the black pipe push into me until his coarse belly struck my smooth one, his black, mine white and pale. I felt my tummy. The bulge was real, evidence that I’d taken his entire penis deep into my guts. He started ‘schluck’ing it in and out, slowly at first, but all the way out and all the way in. I grunted with each powerful bottoming out, fascinated to watch my belly distend over and over as the huge black log ripped into my guts.
Another white rocket smashed into my face, spreading salty rich goo on the left side of my face from my cheekbone to my chin. I turned and opened my mouth, offering my tongue as a target for as much sperm as the man cared to dump in me. He cared a lot, by the amount of semen suddenly flooding my mouth. Two, three, four strong streams splashed onto my tongue, drowning it in white sauce. I swallowed quickly and re-offered my open mouth, the drained man shaking the tip of his cock to splatter large droplets from my forehead to chin. I giggled, winking at the camera.
The man in my bottom was enjoying the feeling of my hot, wet ass sucking at his cock, as he moaned and whispered his enjoyment.
“Oh baby, your ass is so fine, so hot . . .so hot . . .goddam this feels fantastic little girl . . .”
I grunted in time with his thrusts.
“Unh . . .Unh . . .glad . . . unh . . . you . . . unh . . .ooomph . . .like . . . it . . . oomph . . .” I squeaked out, my tiny ass now accepting him easily, the lube and sweat combining to oil up his thrusts. The slick wet sound of his cock sliding into and out of my ass was mesmerizing. Then he suddenly stiffened and moaned.
“oh god . . .oh fuck I’m cumming . . . here it is baby . . . all my hot jizz . . “ and he shuddered and pushed in as far as he could and I pictured his hot cock deep in me, spitting out his balls’ worth of rich black semen, painting the walls of my ass white, sending his black babies far up into me. I quivered and came myself, my hand rubbing my clit at just the right speed to wring an orgasm out of my little body.
Another man to my right could stand no more, and I felt my face once again battered by cum, hot wet missiles smashing with audible smacks into my cheek and nose, and my one good eye suddenly was blinded by a second barrage from the other side, my face now suffering multiple splashings from every direction, it seemed. My anal lover disengaged, and I felt small drops of his spending drip from my butthole. He was almost instantly replaced by a larger and wider penis, this one sliding in, widening my tract like some mechanized tunnel borer, turning my small, pre-teen diameter into something suitable for telephone poles or oak trees, it seemed. My body quivered, shaking in orgasm, unable to stop, as my brain shut down and said to my pussy and ass, “ok, girls, go ahead and cum for your life now, as much as you can stand.”
I swallowed cum again, my stomach welcoming the hot, wet sauce.
My belly rose up in a large wave, as the monster in my ass slid half a foot or more into me in his first thrust.
My poor face was rapidly disappearing under the flood of semen, had these men not orgasmed in days? Each successive splatter seemed larger and louder than the previous, each rope of slimy, salty cum spreading over my skin, greasy, hot, wet, aromatic, my nose inhaling each lovely molecule of smell, my senses highlighted.
A black thumb and forefinger tightened over my clit hood, rubbing softly but surely, eliciting a groan and a climax, my feet and legs shaking in their bonds. I tossed my head, hair wet with sweat and spendings, and rotated my hips, urging my black lover in deeper and faster and harder. In moments he left his tribute as well, dumping what felt like a pint of semen into my ass.
It went on. Three more men assaulted my poor butthole, while the rest continued to stroke and spurt over my face and body. My boobs began attracting semen, the white liquid seeping down into my bra cups, sliding over my new rings, dripping down my chest. Belly button full finally, it drooled down over my pussylips, adding to the mess already dripping from my ass.
As I watched the video later, my hand furiously rubbing orgasm after orgasm out of me, I marveled at the sight of the little girl being so ruthlessly, yet happily used. The sex lasted nearly an hour, until there was no more sperm left to spurt, no more cum to swallow, no more orgasms to be wrung from the men. I was a sweaty, spermy, fucked out wreck, sobbing with need and desire, ass dripping a steady river of whitish gunk, my face almost unrecognizable beneath the mask of semen covering virtually every inch of it from forehead to chin, my body spotted and splotched and soaking in it.
As I thought it was finally over, I felt hands slowly put me down and set me on my hands and knees on the table. It was slippery and slimy with greasy cum and sweat and god knows what else. I could only hang my head and try to catch my exhausted breath. I watched as cum dripped off my face onto the polished table. Then I felt large, strong hands separate my butt cheeks, cool air wafting down across my crack. And then I heard him.
“I think it’ll fit.”
Abe.
Oh no.
I don’t know if I can take another one.
Please let him go easy.
I felt something large and blunt and hot against my butt. Oh no . . .Oh fuck . . .
The video showed the head of Abe’s cock laid up along my butt crack. It was the size of my fist. As big around as my ankle. It’ll never fit. He’ll kill me. I’ll be split in half.
It fit. It looked like I passed out briefly, as two of the men held me up like a rag doll. Abe somehow forced the head of his huge cock into my ass. I screamed and my legs shook and he pushed in farther and I screamed again and he pushed in more and I grunted and orgasmed like a French whore on crack and he pushed his entire length into my ass and then fucked me into a coma for the next fifteen minutes. Daddy said it looked like I had an orgasm for three minutes straight at one point and I even reached back and tried to hold Abe into me. When he came, my guts felt like they were going to come out my ears, his huge sperm load like a cum enema. I screeched and beat on the table with my fists and bounced my calves up and down like I had a cattle prod shoved up me, and I may as well have. The orgasms blinded me and my pussy and clit exploded into a million volts of electricity and I moaned and groaned like a bad Halloween movie soundtrack.
When Abe pulled out at last I collapsed on the table, flat out, arms and legs splayed out. During the next ten minutes until I regained consciousness, four more men came on my face, turned as it was onto my right cheek. When I woke, I’d been covered with a blanket. Sticky, wet, smelling of cum and butt slop, fourteen adult male black men, and one sweaty little girl. Sore. Smiling. Happy. Very happy.
It’s a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!
[Author's Note] It's the day after Thanksgiving. Julie is sore from her new rings, but her Daddy has a surprise for her!
I fell asleep like as soon as my head hit the pillow. I never even woke up to give Daddy his morning BJ. When I did finally wake up, I heard some voices downstairs but I couldn’t tell who they were or what they were talking about. My ears felt like there was cotton in them, but there wasn’t any. First thing I had to do was run in and pee for about fifteen minutes. Whew… :)
My butt plug was still safely shoved up my ass, I grabbed the outer jewel and rotated it around, which caused a shiver to shake through my little frame. I cleaned up, and then checked out my nipples in the mirror, and they seemed OK. Still a bit sore, but they weren’t all red and inflamed or anything. They were semi-hard, though, which I thought was interesting. It’s hard to explain, I guess, but I found myself “aware” of them now, which I hadn’t really been before, unless I was touching them or something. My rings made my nipples feel like someone was always touching them, which was certainly not a bad thing!
I padded downstairs and walked into the kitchen. There was Daddy, making orange juice and stuff, and he was talking to the biggest black man I’d ever seen in my life. I didn’t even remember I was naked until he looked at me and chuckled. I shrieked and tried to hide behind the island in the middle of the room but he could still see everything above my waist, including my new rings. I blushed and calmed down and stood there behind the countertop hopping from side to side on my tiptoes.
“Honey, I’d like you to meet Abe, he’s a friend of mine from college, and he’s in town for a few days. I invited him to stay with us. I’m sure you’ll like him just fine. Come out and say hello.” Daddy’s voice was firm but friendly. It was that tone he had when he wanted me to do something and he wasn’t kidding.
I cautiously came out from behind the counter. I’d never been quite so self-conscious before but I think this huge man just made me slightly spooked. I tried to hide my naked body as best I could but there in the middle of the kitchen, I was a five foot tall, naked girl with a shaved pussy and nipple rings, and he was about nine feet tall, in a expensive looking suit. But he smiled at me and his face looked friendly. He held out his hand and it was as big as my whole head. I reached out and he took mine and he squeezed it so very gently I almost peed myself. He boomed out “Hello there, little lady!” and I blushed and said hello.
“Abe was on the football team at college, and then he joined the Army and helped to defend our country, and now he’s a very important man in California.” Daddy told me. “You can call him Mister Webster, ok?”
I gulped and nodded, taking the orange juice Daddy offered without even thinking. I could feel Mr. Webster’s eyes taking in every pale inch of my naked body. My nipples hardened but I don’t know if it was the cool morning air, or my subconscious excitement at being devoured by this huge black man.
I turned to go upstairs and put some clothes on, but Daddy stopped me, and said quietly, “I think you can just stay the way you are, sweetie. Isn’t that right, Abe?” and Abe said, “Oh yeah, I think she’s just about perfect the way she is”, laughing.
I blushed a little bit but obeyed. Daddy and Mr Webster said they were going into the living room, and I should come along. I trailed behind them - Mr. Webster’s legs were thicker than ME! He and Daddy each sat in one of the big chairs in our living room, and I curled my legs under me at one end of the sofa. Daddy and Mr Webster started talking about what Mr Webster did in Los Angeles but I didn’t understand any of it. I sipped my OJ and just watched them. I kept finding myself looking back at Mr Webster and admiring his huge, well muscled body. His smile was charming too, he had pearly white teeth and the nicest looking face you could imagine.
I was daydreaming about something when I heard his voice break through the fog at one point.
“So, your Daddy tells me you like to model for your men friends” registered in my brain. I sort of looked confused at him and burst out, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you completely, what did you say?" I babbled.
He laughed, gently. “My, you are a silly little one, aren’t you? I said, your Daddy said that you really like to dress up in your fancy underthings and model them for your men friends”. I blushed a little bit and nodded my head. “Sort of. I guess so.” Daddy was beaming at me.
“Maybe you’d like to show Mister Abe and his buddies some of your fancy new things . . .” Daddy gently suggested.
“B..buddies?” I questioned. I didn’t see anyone else here.
“Why yes, little lady – didn’t your Daddy tell you? I talked to a few of my old football and Army buddies, and they should be here any moment now. They’re really anxious to meet you and see your fancy new things, like your Daddy says.”
I nodded blankly. I was still half asleep I think, and the aspirin from the man who put in my rings was still there too, I bet. Everything sounded like it was far away.
“Why don’t you go upstairs and get four or five of your new outfits, honey, and bring them down here and we’ll watch you model them.” Daddy suggested.
I staggered upstairs and ran into the bathroom. I splashed a bunch of cold water on my face, and that made me wake up a little bit. I had to pee again, so I did, and then I washed myself down there real good because I was a little funky smelling. I ran into my bedroom and grabbed four of my newest garter belts, a few other underthings like the corsets and babydoll stuff, and my shiny stockings that I really liked. I grabbed my new heels too. I looked in the mirror. Here I was, bareass naked, about to go down and model sexy underwear for my Daddy and a bunch of his college friends.
I shivered, goosebumps popping out on my arms, and my fancy new nipples were already hard. I loved the way I felt – a little scared, a little turned on, kind of excited, kind of shy. I touched one nipple briefly, apprehensive about how it would feel. There was a dull kind of ache which I hoped would go away sooner than later. I tried pulling on one of the rings, and I nearly collapsed at the bolt of pain that shot through my little body, centered directly on that nipple. I murmured ‘oh, god…’ and took a deep breath.
I needed to do it again, though. Just once. So I took the other ring between my thumb and forefinger and looked right into my eyes in the mirror and slowly closed them. And pulled. I saw fireworks behind my eyelids and fell to my knees, oh god the pain was white hot. I put one hand out onto the floor in front of me to steady me and keep me from falling flat on my face. Waves of burning heat emanated from my boob, and I dropped the ring from between my fingertips. I gasped for breath for a few seconds. Something, I don’t know what, made me reach with my free hand for my pussy. I was absolutely dripping. My pussy was wet, wetter than I’d felt it for like, ever. I stroked up between my two bare lips, and a thrill of equal parts pain and sexual energy passed through me.
I sat up, leaning back on my calves, spreading my upper legs till my knees were at almost 90 degrees from the other. I felt the cool air on my crotch, and stroked slowly, again. Shuddering, I was curiously almost detached from this new feeling I was experiencing, wondering how it had developed in my young psyche. Steeling myself for the shock, I pulled a ring again, and shoved two fingers up into me at the exact same time.
OMFG!!!!! I came like a stick of dynamite had been set off in my pussy, the orgasm exploding without any warning, my fingers drenched in my gushing fluids. I closed my eyes and fell softly to my side, legs drawn up, my body shaking for several moments as the pleasure rocked through me from toes to the top of my head and back, my hips jerking like I’d been whipped. I actually cried, it felt so amazing. The pain turbocharged my climax, forcing it to greater intensity. I rubbed my clit harder, pouring even more sensation into my young body until it felt like every nerve ending was on fire and sparking like electric wires.
After a while, the shocks passed. I lay on the floor, almost sobbing, gasping for air. Part of my mind was scared, scared that I’d found this new edge to my feelings. Part of my mind was also apprehensive, or better, expectant, anxious, looking forwards to this sexual bomb blast going off over and over for me, wondering how many I could take before I passed out or collapsed. I sat back up after a moment, and got to my feet. I needed to go into the bathroom again and splash more cold water on me, and I rubbed my chest and crotch again with a damp cloth that took some of the sweat away. Retrieving the lingerie from where I’d dropped it in front of the mirror, I headed back downstairs, anxious to see how these new sensations felt when I was being watched by horny men.
I padded to the hallway downstairs and peeked around the corner in to the living room. I gasped. There were at least eight or ten black men in the room, standing, sitting, talking in pairs, there was Daddy talking to two of them, and Mister Abe with his back to me, one big hand on a guy’s shoulder next to him. There were all really big, and looked strong and powerful. I shivered, involuntarily, and I must have made a noise, because Abe turned around and saw me. His eye lit up into a big smile, and he announced, “Well, our guest of honor finally arrived!”, laughing gently. Daddy came over to make sure I was OK, and I nodded dumbly.
“Honey, these men are all friends of Abe, and I knew some of them from college, too. They’re all so anxious to see you model your things, and then, maybe, who knows . . . “ his voice trailed off and he raised an eyebrow. I smiled back at him.
Mr. Abe and another guy moved the couch and chairs out of the way to clear a big space in the middle of the room. I moved to the edge, shyly, still naked. Tossing the various lingerie pieces on a little table next to the sofa, I fastened one garter belt around my waist and slowly rolled some stockings up my legs. One of the guys put a song on his phone and some sexy dance music made me sway my hips almost without realizing it. I reached down to fasten the front clips, and peeked up at of the men. He was staring at me like a tiger would stare at a baby gazelle.
When I reached back behind me to clip the back one from the strap that went down over my butt, I turned to look at him shyly, and said, “Would you help me with this, mister?” and kind of stuck my butt out at him. He jumped to me with one motion and I felt his smooth fingers trace over my butt cheek, pulling the elastic strap down and hooking one finger under the top of the stocking. After he had that one hooked, I swiveled enough to give him access to the other, all the time smiling and looking at the other men, gathered around my tiny pink body. When I was complete, I stepped into the heels, and jumped up onto the big solid coffee table we had in front of the couch. I stood proudly, my legs spread apart, hips thrust out, bare chest exposed to the morning sunlight streaming in, nipples hard and proud. The men cheered and clapped for me, sending those waves of gratified acceptance right through me. Each acknowledged ‘thumbs-up’ or wink or nod from the men gave me more and more power, more and more self-confidence to do what I planned.
I turned and swayed to the music, thrusting out my naked hips or boobs to each man, trying to mimic the moves I’d seen girls make on stage, the sexy dancers on YouTube videos, and whatever else I could try to build these men up to fever pitch. I made sure that all the men got a nice view of all of my parts, including locking my knees and bending over to lay my palms flat on the table, the muscles and tendons in my legs complaining, but my gymnastic training won out. Some of the men came up and took close-up photos of my butt or my pussy or my rings, I kind of liked that. Permanent mementos.
After a few minutes, it was time to climb off and try another outfit. This time, I selected a white bustier that Mr Alex had bought for me last time he was here, it was really pretty with lots of lace and stuff around the edges. It actually fit around my belly from my hips to my boobs, and it had these half-bra cups that my tits just sat in like cupcakes. I asked one of the nice men to zip it up behind me, and as he finished, I reached back to take his hands, and brought them around in mine. I gently placed his palms over the my boobs, small lances of pain shooting down through my body as his dark skin made contact. I loved the contrast I saw between his dark, almost coal-black skin and my clear, pale, pre-teen boobs.
I moaned under his hands and let one of mine drift back to feel the front of his trousers. I gasped out loud when I felt the size of his iron-hard penis. It felt huge, I’ll say that. I pulled away, and attached my stockings to the clips of the bustier. Back on top of the table, I gyrated and spun and gave the fellows as good a show as I could, considering that I didn’t know what I was doing. But they were looking at a naked little girl, it didn't matter that much.
Two more outfit changes, including assistance from a couple of the men in the audience, and I was getting a little tired, and a lot horny. Finally, in my last outfit, a sexy red garter belt and a bra with cutouts for the nipples that my rings just barely fit through, I had to kick it up a notch, so to speak. I did the show on the table, and then decided to just lay down on the cool wood and let my legs hang off the edge. I slowly stroked the inside of my thighs just below my pussy and licked my lips. The men all gathered around to watch me play with myself, Daddy filming it all as usual, watching with a proud smile from the back of the pack. Everywhere I looked, there were grinning black faces, men muttering under their breath to their buddy next to them, or even just speaking out loud, giving voice to their lust.
“Hey, baby, let’s see you rub those pussy lips. . . “
“Ummm, that’s a tasty looking snatch ya got there, creampuff . . .”
“My gawd, look, she’s all wet up there like she was hotter ‘n blazes! . . .”
“Fuck me, that there clitty looks like it needs some of these big lips wrapped around it . . .”
I continued to play the part, rubbing and moaning quietly to myself, my eyes closed, just letting the feelings take me. It didn’t take long for that first orgasm to hit, and I writhed on the table, moaning, thrusting my hips up into the air and forcing my two fingers into me as far as they’d reach. I felt the hard metal of the butt plug on the other side of the thin barrier of skin between my pussy and my butt. Stretching, I flipped my legs as far back towards my head as I could, angling my ass out in full view of the group of black men hovering around. Gasps of surprise and lust met my ears as they all took in the full glory of the little white girl laying in front of them, for all intents and purposes naked except for lingerie designed for a woman a decade older, a jeweled butt plug forced far up her juvenile ass passage. I grasped the jeweled end in one hand and slowly pulled it out until the head was just about to pop through my butt hole and out, but I didn’t pull it out all the way. I let the men see, and then shoved it all the way back in, groaning at the intrusion.
Repeatedly fucking my ass with this metal cock put me on edge again, and I rubbed my clit with my free hand. The men were gathering in, closer and closer, like lions about to leap on a deer. I hadn’t even noticed that some of them already had their dicks out and were slowly stroking them. Things were fuzzy, almost as if I was in a dream. Before I wrote all this, I actually had to go back and watch the video Daddy had taken. Everything was so dim, I couldn’t clearly remember it all. But watching that video, and the one that Abe took at the same time of the other stuff, brought it all back.
I was in a daze, brought on partially by the still-throbbing pain of my nipples, and the climax I was trying to wring out of my poor clitty. I barely felt the first wet slap of semen against my cheek, barely tasted the rich salty flavor of the thick goo that bounced off my upper lip onto my tongue. The dark chocolate cock head had edged up to just inches from my face, my eyes shut in concentration never saw it. The camera did a great job of focusing and composing the shot - my child-like face in the left-most third of the frame, the enormous and captivating black cock coming into the picture from the right, just like it was cumming into my mouth. The entire ejaculatory sequence was stunningly captured, including my mouth opening in a low moan, providing a target for the masturbating man. The first three of his streams had decorated my cheek, nose, and lips, streaming from one side of my tiny face to the other, but once my mouth opened in a wordless gasp, his aim targeted that moist opening. A salty barrage of black sperm poured into my mouth, two thick rich streams, with an audible splash, and then a long drip that simply oozed out of the man’s pee-hole, coating my tongue as I lay there. My swallowing reaction turned my throat into a waterslide for sperm, and my throat visibly contracted in the camera’s lens. The cock head withdrew, and the camera zoomed into to my face. My tiny eyes were screwed shut in concentration, my only thought to pull another orgasm from my needy pussy and clit.
The camera panned slowly down my body, concentrating for some seconds on various part of my sensation-wracked body:
- My heaving boobs were lovingly captured, the tips popping through the openings of the fancy bra, the new rings gleaming.
- The nipples, still slightly reddened from yesterday’s procedure, stood stiff and proud.
- Down my rib cage, still skinny enough to show a hint of bony child and in towards my tummy.
- My belly button was edged by the lace of the red garter belt, the camera panned a bit in either direction to show the sexy stockings clinging to my thin, coltish legs.
- Back on my crotch, the camera watched with its unblinking eye as my left hand pulled, caressed and stroked my clit and vaginal lips, while the right snaked underneath my ass and worried the gem-faced butt plug in and out of my ass.
- My clean-shaven mound, pink and wet and throbbing, the object of so much male attention.
- Then slowly, loving down my slim legs, following the shiny nylon material all the way to the sexy, ankle-strapped high heels on my child-sized feet.
A second excited watcher stepped up to add his exotic DNA to my face and mouth, and Abe’s camera captured the moment from a point of view above and behind my head. The large, plum-colored head dripped a steady stream of white goop, painting my forehead and eye sockets before hovering over my mouth and lips and drooling out his excitement, the salty liquid pooling lightly upon my closed lips and then falling into the cavern created when I opened them, adding to the treasure already in my mouth. I loved tasting the salty, aromatic blend, ripe with mature male essence, soon sent down to my hungry stomach like the first. As my throat rippled with the swallow, Daddy’s camera centered on my angelic face, criss-crossed as it was with white lines of semen. Both cheeks and one eye were liberally anointed, as was the bridge of my nose and part of my forehead. A line drooled down across one jaw, reaching for my neck. I opened the besotted eye, flitting small drops of sperm on my eyelashes like little diamonds. The salty sting made me blink, my vision clouded through a white haze. I only heard the grunt above me, and then an arrow of semen struck my cheekbone, the ‘snick’ sound of it clearly audible on the soundtrack of my oral bombardment. The missile ricocheted off, sliding up across the middle of my forehead and losing itself in my hairline. A second powerful jet struck at nearly the same spot, the sound again providing audible confirmation of the power behind it, the beam of white bridging cheekbone to eyebrow, slapping wetly against my clouded eyelid.
Strong hands grasped both ankles, and lifted my feet up towards the ceiling, my ass following. I felt a hand grasp mine, moving it out of the way, and I felt a push at my pussy lips. I whimpered, afraid, ashamed, excited.
“N. . .n . . .no . . .pl . . .puleeze . . .only Daddy . . . only my Daddy . . .” and a hesitation.
Whispers.
Tears.
Then my hips were lifted higher, and a sudden emptiness in my ass as the plug was pulled slowly out. Momentarily. I felt the earlier shaft angle down, looking for entrance to my butt instead. My mind felt relief, my ass felt about to be plundered. Whoever had my ankles pulled them even farther apart, as if to make a wish on a Christmas turkey. I groaned. The dark head at my ass pushed again, insistent. I felt something squirt there, oily. Warm. Smooth.
My shriek seemed to reverberate through the room as several inches of hard black cock pushed it’s way into my tiny ass. The pain radiated outward and hit my clitoris like a sonic boom. My hand found its way back there, rubbing gently, willing the wave of pleasurable sensation to race out and meet the pain. The cock slid in farther, and I felt hands holding me up and angling my hips to allow the black intruder easier access. I opened my one good eye, peering at the young man sodomizing me. He was cute, actually, not at all hard to look at. He smiled sexily at me and I tried to acknowledge it. I saw Daddy standing behind him to one side, filming it all. I held out my other hand, needing his touch. Fingers touched and twined together, I grunted and moaned, the pleasure and good feeling gradually eating away at the raw pain of the anal pounding.
Daddy whispered, “You’re doing fine, sweetie, just fine . . . let it go and just take it . . .you’ll be fine . . .I won’t let them hurt you . . .”
I grunted in response, squeaking out a whispered “ok . . .ok” to him and the rest.
My hips turned up, I tried to bump and grind into the man, allowing him further access. He kept pushing in, I felt the black pipe push into me until his coarse belly struck my smooth one, his black, mine white and pale. I felt my tummy. The bulge was real, evidence that I’d taken his entire penis deep into my guts. He started ‘schluck’ing it in and out, slowly at first, but all the way out and all the way in. I grunted with each powerful bottoming out, fascinated to watch my belly distend over and over as the huge black log ripped into my guts.
Another white rocket smashed into my face, spreading salty rich goo on the left side of my face from my cheekbone to my chin. I turned and opened my mouth, offering my tongue as a target for as much sperm as the man cared to dump in me. He cared a lot, by the amount of semen suddenly flooding my mouth. Two, three, four strong streams splashed onto my tongue, drowning it in white sauce. I swallowed quickly and re-offered my open mouth, the drained man shaking the tip of his cock to splatter large droplets from my forehead to chin. I giggled, winking at the camera.
The man in my bottom was enjoying the feeling of my hot, wet ass sucking at his cock, as he moaned and whispered his enjoyment.
“Oh baby, your ass is so fine, so hot . . .so hot . . .goddam this feels fantastic little girl . . .”
I grunted in time with his thrusts.
“Unh . . .Unh . . .glad . . . unh . . . you . . . unh . . .ooomph . . .like . . . it . . . oomph . . .” I squeaked out, my tiny ass now accepting him easily, the lube and sweat combining to oil up his thrusts. The slick wet sound of his cock sliding into and out of my ass was mesmerizing. Then he suddenly stiffened and moaned.
“oh god . . .oh fuck I’m cumming . . . here it is baby . . . all my hot jizz . . “ and he shuddered and pushed in as far as he could and I pictured his hot cock deep in me, spitting out his balls’ worth of rich black semen, painting the walls of my ass white, sending his black babies far up into me. I quivered and came myself, my hand rubbing my clit at just the right speed to wring an orgasm out of my little body.
Another man to my right could stand no more, and I felt my face once again battered by cum, hot wet missiles smashing with audible smacks into my cheek and nose, and my one good eye suddenly was blinded by a second barrage from the other side, my face now suffering multiple splashings from every direction, it seemed. My anal lover disengaged, and I felt small drops of his spending drip from my butthole. He was almost instantly replaced by a larger and wider penis, this one sliding in, widening my tract like some mechanized tunnel borer, turning my small, pre-teen diameter into something suitable for telephone poles or oak trees, it seemed. My body quivered, shaking in orgasm, unable to stop, as my brain shut down and said to my pussy and ass, “ok, girls, go ahead and cum for your life now, as much as you can stand.”
I swallowed cum again, my stomach welcoming the hot, wet sauce.
My belly rose up in a large wave, as the monster in my ass slid half a foot or more into me in his first thrust.
My poor face was rapidly disappearing under the flood of semen, had these men not orgasmed in days? Each successive splatter seemed larger and louder than the previous, each rope of slimy, salty cum spreading over my skin, greasy, hot, wet, aromatic, my nose inhaling each lovely molecule of smell, my senses highlighted.
A black thumb and forefinger tightened over my clit hood, rubbing softly but surely, eliciting a groan and a climax, my feet and legs shaking in their bonds. I tossed my head, hair wet with sweat and spendings, and rotated my hips, urging my black lover in deeper and faster and harder. In moments he left his tribute as well, dumping what felt like a pint of semen into my ass.
It went on. Three more men assaulted my poor butthole, while the rest continued to stroke and spurt over my face and body. My boobs began attracting semen, the white liquid seeping down into my bra cups, sliding over my new rings, dripping down my chest. Belly button full finally, it drooled down over my pussylips, adding to the mess already dripping from my ass.
As I watched the video later, my hand furiously rubbing orgasm after orgasm out of me, I marveled at the sight of the little girl being so ruthlessly, yet happily used. The sex lasted nearly an hour, until there was no more sperm left to spurt, no more cum to swallow, no more orgasms to be wrung from the men. I was a sweaty, spermy, fucked out wreck, sobbing with need and desire, ass dripping a steady river of whitish gunk, my face almost unrecognizable beneath the mask of semen covering virtually every inch of it from forehead to chin, my body spotted and splotched and soaking in it.
As I thought it was finally over, I felt hands slowly put me down and set me on my hands and knees on the table. It was slippery and slimy with greasy cum and sweat and god knows what else. I could only hang my head and try to catch my exhausted breath. I watched as cum dripped off my face onto the polished table. Then I felt large, strong hands separate my butt cheeks, cool air wafting down across my crack. And then I heard him.
“I think it’ll fit.”
Abe.
Oh no.
I don’t know if I can take another one.
Please let him go easy.
I felt something large and blunt and hot against my butt. Oh no . . .Oh fuck . . .
The video showed the head of Abe’s cock laid up along my butt crack. It was the size of my fist. As big around as my ankle. It’ll never fit. He’ll kill me. I’ll be split in half.
It fit. It looked like I passed out briefly, as two of the men held me up like a rag doll. Abe somehow forced the head of his huge cock into my ass. I screamed and my legs shook and he pushed in farther and I screamed again and he pushed in more and I grunted and orgasmed like a French whore on crack and he pushed his entire length into my ass and then fucked me into a coma for the next fifteen minutes. Daddy said it looked like I had an orgasm for three minutes straight at one point and I even reached back and tried to hold Abe into me. When he came, my guts felt like they were going to come out my ears, his huge sperm load like a cum enema. I screeched and beat on the table with my fists and bounced my calves up and down like I had a cattle prod shoved up me, and I may as well have. The orgasms blinded me and my pussy and clit exploded into a million volts of electricity and I moaned and groaned like a bad Halloween movie soundtrack.
When Abe pulled out at last I collapsed on the table, flat out, arms and legs splayed out. During the next ten minutes until I regained consciousness, four more men came on my face, turned as it was onto my right cheek. When I woke, I’d been covered with a blanket. Sticky, wet, smelling of cum and butt slop, fourteen adult male black men, and one sweaty little girl. Sore. Smiling. Happy. Very happy.
It’s a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!
Chapter
15 - Handy Dandy, and I meet Perfection
It took me all weekend to recover from the pounding my poor little butt took on “Black Friday.”
Daddy carried me upstairs in his arms after Abe and all his friends left. He stood me up in the middle of the bathroom and even while I was still dripping semen from my butt and my face, he hugged me and called me his best little girl. He gingerly peeled my cum-soaked bra away from my chest, and unhooked the soggy garter belt, pulling my scruffy stockings down my legs. They were coated all along the insides of my legs from stuff leaking out of me, and I was afraid they were ruined, but Daddy said we could wash them out and they’d be as good as new. I went “Phew . . . I’m glad” as he tossed them in the corner for the laundry.
Daddy ran a nice hot bath for me in the big tub, with lots of bubbles and bath oil and everything, and he scrubbed me clean, including all the cum that was on my face and boobs, and in my butt. I pretty much just sort of laid there in the water, half-awake, still recovering from all the orgasmic tremors. The sperm floated around in the tub in big white clumps, and I felt sorry for all the children that never were, but then I realized that all those men’s balls were busy making more, so that was OK with me too! I was knocked out, really, just completely fucked out. My butt throbbed, but it was a good throb, and Daddy had me bend over and he very gently squirted some soapy water up in me and I jiggled my butt back and forth and then squirted it out and there was just a tiny bit of red, but mostly it was white. He rubbed some nice cool ointment jelly stuff on my butthole and that made the pain go away almost right away. He was sooooo soothing and nice to me, and kept saying how proud he was of me, how grown up I was. He said Mr. Abe and his friends all thought I was just the sexiest, most grown up little girl they’d ever known, and that they’d absolutely love to come by and play with me again in the future.
“I don’t know, Daddy, I think my butthole needs to heal up before they come back!” I whispered softly, with a wry smile.
“I know, honey, I know. Don’t worry . . .” he smiled back, giving me a big hug again. I just lay in the tub for a long time, until the water got too cold, and then I finally crawled up out of it, and Daddy wrapped me in a big huge towel and a big white bathrobe from that hotel in the city where he made me a woman. I wanted to ask him about that, tool
“Daddy?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“You know when that man wanted to put his penis in my pussy, and I didn’t want him to, ‘cuz I only want you in my pussy?”
“Yes, sweetie.”
“Well, is that OK? I mean, I don’t want your friends to be mad at you ‘cuz I won’t let them do me in my pussy.”
“Honey, remember what I told you at the very beginning. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, and whatever you want is OK by me. I’m sure that all of the guys understood. After all, you let them do you in your butt, and I know they all just loved that!” Daddy smiled at me, rubbing my damp body until my skin glowed and turned pink again.
“Ok, good, Daddy. I’m glad. For now, I only want YOUR sperms in my pussy. ‘Cuz I’m your best girl, right?” I smiled and winked at him. He winked back.
“Ok, then, let’s get you into bed, so you can take a nap, ok?” and he picked me up in his arms and whooshed me into his bedroom, laying me gently down on the bed. I felt a little better after my nice bath, but I was still pooped out.
“Daddy, will you lay down next to me, please? And take your clothes off?” I asked, meekly. I wanted to feel and smell my Daddy’s nice warm body next to mine.
“Sure, honey.” Daddy skimmed off his clothes real fast and lay on the bed next to me. I curled up next to him, and skootched down so my head was on his chest, and then I just moved further down until I was able to pop the nice soft head of his penis in my mouth and just lightly suck on it like a pacifier. I fell asleep that way, with my Daddy’s beautiful soft penis just barely sticking into my mouth.
I slept all the rest of that day and all night, too, into Saturday. Daddy got up at some point, ‘cause when I woke up Saturday morning he was gone from the bed. I pulled the covers back up over my naked body and just lay there, enjoying the warmth and his scent on the pillow. But then, I really had to pee, so I got up and peed and checked everything down there. It all seemed to be OK, I guess I’m still young and resilient enough to bounce back from most everything. My butt was a little sore, but not too much. My nipples felt good, hardly any soreness at all, and I lightly touched and squeezed them to see how sensitive they were. A light jolt of pain went through me when I squeezed hard, but it wasn't that bad. I looked at my face in the mirror. My eyes were still a little bit red from all the cum that had gotten in them, and I still had a few little clumps in my hair that Daddy had missed last night, but overall I didn’t look too bad. In fact they looked kind of nice in a naughty way. I splashed some water on my face to wake up and brushed my hair and my teeth (not with the same brush! LOL) and I felt much better. My mouth tasted like I’d been licking dirty gym socks so a mouthful of Crest tasted pretty good.
I padded downstairs nude, and Daddy was not home. He left a note on the island in the kitchen:
Kitten – I have to go in to the office for a few hours and take care of some business. I’ll bring dinner and a movie home, ok? Be home around 6 or so I hope. Take the day easy, just relax and enjoy yourself. Keep the doors locked, I’m not expecting any visitors. You can call Mrs Abernathy if you need anything, too.
Love, Daddy
I made myself a bowl of cereal and had a glass of apple juice. I looked in the living room, and all the furniture had been put back where it belonged, and the big coffee table had been cleaned off of all the scum and sweat and stuff, and it looked like Martha Stewart lived here.
After I finished my cereal, I washed off the bowl and put it in the washer, and went back upstairs to my bedroom. I tossed on a pair of satin shorts and a crop top that just barely covered my nipples. The shorts were smooth and cool on my skin, and showed a nice smooth camel toe. Yeah, I know about them from the internet. I liked showing mine, ‘cos I think my pussy is cute. The crop top came down to about an inch below my nipples and left the bottom of my boobs uncovered. The cool air felt good on them.
I fired up the computer and just surfed around for a while. I looked up nipple rings to see what other designs I might be able to use, and even found pictures of clitty rings. They looked kind of cool too but I had a feeling I might have trouble talking Daddy into letting me have them, plus I was still kind of small down there. There were some really pretty nipple rings though, with nice sparkly jewels and other stuff. I made a note of some of them and to ask Daddy to buy them for me. The guy at the place where I had mine done had left us a little booklet about taking care of them, so I dug that out of my jacket. It wasn’t very exciting. It said to keep them clean for the first week or so, to make sure I don’t get any dirt or stuff on them (what about cum? I thought) and to put some kind of anti bacteria stuff on them each night too. It said that you shouldn’t take the ring out for at least a month or so to give your nipple hole time to heal. I looked down at mine really closely but I didn’t want to mess with them just yet. I put a little bit of petroleum jelly on them like the book said. It also said that I should let the sun shine on them a lot ‘cuz the sun helps heal you, so that meant I could sunbathe topless! Yippee!
I spent a couple of hours just surfing the net. I saw a lot of video clips of sex stuff that looked really interesting and took some notes, just like at school when we saw a filmstrip or something. I made a mental note to ask Daddy about them.
About noon, I took a nap for four hours. I dreamt I was floating on a big lake of sperm and there were sea serpents that looked like dicks coming up out of the lake and spitting sperm on me and I just kept swimming in it and rolling around and loving it. I must be fixated, ha ha.
After I got up, I watched TV for a couple of hours, and Daddy came home about 6:30. I was so excited to see him, I rushed up and threw myself into him when he came in the door.
“Oh Daddy I’m so glad you’re home! I missed you so much! I read and surfed and watched tv and took a nap and I’m so glad you’re home! What’s for dinner?” I was on him like a little puppy, I guess, so excited to see him. I didn’t wag my tail or pee on the floor though.
Daddy grinned and kissed me on the forehead, and then held me out at his arm’s length to look at me. I think the skin-tight shorts and crop top might have made an impression on him.
“Wow! Sweetie, you look fabulous! When did you ever turn into such a sexy young lady! Did you do it while I was gone or something?” he joked.
“No Daddy, I did it when you weren’t looking!” I giggled back at him. I took his arm in mine and pulled him into the living room, and sat him down behind me on the computer. I showed him some of the fancy nipple jewelry that I wanted to buy and he said as soon as I was healed up and we could buy different rings and stuff he’d let me pick out whatever I wanted. I also, kind of on the sly, showed him pictures of girls with clit rings and said, “wow, don’t you think they’re really sexy too?” and he sort of nodded a bit but he didn’t appear to be too keen on the idea. I’d have to work on him, I guess.
He brought home big containers of spaghetti and meatballs and nice salads and bread and even some frozen spumoni stuff for dessert, we just sat around the dining room and gorged ourselves, I was really hungry since I hadn’t eaten much since breakfast.
Daddy asked how I felt and what I did all day, and I told him I was pretty good, and that I’d surfed the net and looked at pictures and movies and stuff, and took a nap. He seemed happy and pleased. I cleared the dishes when we were done and shoved them all in the dishwasher and then joined Daddy in the living room.
He was sliding a DVD into the machine, and motioned to the sofa for us to sit down. I snuggled up next to him with my hand in his lap, and felt for his maleness. The strong tube of flesh felt good under my fingers.
The DVD was titled “101 Best Handjobs” or something, and started out with a blond girl sitting on a chair next to a naked man, and she was jerking his penis. It started off soft but then got pretty hard, and he was grunting, and then the girl kept on jerking him and after a minute or two, he came, really hard, and spurted his semen about five feet away in a big huge arc. I thought that looked really cool, it was neat to see his cock spray all the sperm out in a big splash.
That’s what the movie was all about – girls giving guys handjobs, as Daddy called them. They didn’t suck on them or put the cocks in their pussies or butts, just used their hands. And the guys seemed to really like getting orgasms that way, because they almost all shot their sperms WAAAAAY out there when they were standing up. Other times the guys were laying down on tables and the girls made them spurt up on the guy’s chests or bellies. One girl got so good at doing handjobs that she could jerk back and forth on the man’s penis real fast a bunch of times, and then just stop and wait, not even touching him, and the man had an orgasm without even being jerked on! In some of the scenes, the girls would be facing the guys, so when the guys shot their cum out, it hit the girls in the boobs or even on their faces, and the girls giggled and laughed when that happened.
That’s the kind I liked the best! I loved watching guys spurt on the girls, somehow it seemed really sexy to see that white stuff go flying out and smack into big boobs or pretty faces, and I could remember how it felt to me, like the day before when all those black men were doing it.
Watching the movie made me pretty hot, and I looked up at Daddy and asked if I could play with him. He said I could, so I twisted around until I was sort of sitting on my calves under me, cross-wise to Daddy. He stretched his legs out, and I unzipped his nice grey pants and wormed around until I found his undies and was able to pull his penis out. It wasn’t easy, because he was pretty hard, but not completely. His penis finally popped out and I just stared it at, marvelously pink and warm and standing up so proud out of his zipper and all. I licked my lips. I slowly jerked his shaft up and down a few times, feeling his cock get harder beneath my fingers. Daddy pulled his shirt up out of his pants and we managed to get it off, him wriggling, me twisting and pulling. Then I pulled his pants down until he was just in his briefs. I liked looking at him in just his undies, I guess just like he liked looking at me in just my undies. His chest was smooth and broad and strong, not like a body builder but smooth and not too hairy either. His legs were strong.
I decided to try to copy and practice what I’d seen on the video, so I leaned over and spit on Daddy’s penis (which, by the way, isn’t really very ladylike, is it? lol ) and got him a little bit wet, so my hand would slide up and down his penis easier. He was making loud breathing noises like he was enjoying it, so I turned my head to him.
“Daddy, does this feel good? - ” and I pulled on his penis, “when I do this – “ and I pulled again, and then I reached up and kissed him and put my tongue in his mouth, and he sucked on my tongue while I was jerking on his penis. He moaned, which I think meant it felt good.
“Oh, sweetie, that’s really good, that feels really good when you do that . . .” he whispered into my mouth.
So I kept on doing it. He was leaning back on the sofa, his legs stretched all the way out in front of him, stiffly. His belly was humping back and forth a little bit, almost like he was fucking my hand with his cock. We kept that up for a moment, me jerking his penis back and forth with one hand, him fucking back and forth into me, gently, as if he didn’t want to hurt my hand.
“Daddy . . . please tell me when you’re ready, ok?” I whispered to him, as I turned my head to face downwards at him, my head just below his jawline and chin. He nodded. I continued to stroke him, holding him steady and tight but not too tight.
I remembered that some of the girls on the movie would talk dirty to the guys as they jerked and did hand jobs on them.
“Daddy, are you going to cum real big for me? Are you going to cum a whole bunch for your little baby girl?” I half-whispered to him and half to his penis which was by now starting to leak.
He grunted “unh uh” which meant yes, I found out.
“C’mon, Daddy, shoot those hot sperms out, please, I want to see them, please shoot for me . . .” I whined.
He was breathing heavy now. Still jerking his hips.
“I want my Daddy to cum real big for me and shoot his sperms all over me . . .”
Seconds passed, me jerking my Daddy’s beautiful penis, him moaning and squirming around. It felt really amazing to have so much power over my Daddy, I realized that I had complete control over him now, he’d do anything I asked. Imagine, me, a little 92 pound girl, with total control over a two hundred pound, six foot tall man!
“Shoot . . . Daddy, shoot . . .shoot . . .” I whispered.
Then Daddy stretched and got all stiff all the way down his body and he arched his hips up at me. I continued to jerk and stroke on him, and then I watched, carefully, closely, ‘cause I wanted to see it.
The tip of his penis opened up and a little blurb of white sperm leaked out, and I was almost disappointed, thinking that’s all there was going to be when WHAM! A rocket ship of sperm flew out and hit me right in the forehead and I jumped and the next jet sprayed out and hit me in the chest, right between my boobs on the crop top. In all the excitement, I just kept jerking on Daddy’s penis.
He was grunting and moaning, his cock was spraying semen everywhere, it flew up and drops hit my face and my boobs and his legs and I think one spritz hit me in the mouth but I was so wrapped up on watching his cum that I hardly noticed. I jerked every single sperm out of my Daddy, until he was completely out. He collapsed under my hands, sighing, his breath whistling through his mouth.
“Oh darling . . . oh baby . . .that was so good, so good . . .” he whispered. I smiled to myself, I was so glad I had been able to give Daddy good feelings. I turned my head and kissed him and he chuckled.
“What’s so funny, Daddy?”
“You, punkin. You’ve got cum all over you, do you know that?”
I looked down. He was right. I had spots and puddles of sperm all over my crop top, one big jet even hit my nipple and soaked into my shirt making my ring show through. I laughed at the sight of so much sperms all over me.
“Look at you!” I shrieked, pointing the big splotches all on his legs and his belly. “You got it all over!” and we both burst out laughing and giggling. I waggled his penis around, and even more drops and drips flew out, like a hose that hadn’t been turned off.
I licked my lips and tasted the salty drop there and felt for the one on my forehead, scraping it off and popping my finger into my mouth to suck it clean.
“Jeeze, Daddy I’m not doing my job! Your balls were FULL of that stuff, that musta really hurt carryin’ all that juice around inside you like that! Why dint’cha tell me!” I said through my giggles.
Daddy just grinned and hugged me closer and we laid there for a while, my head on his chest, idly playing with his penis as it got soft. It was all sticky around in his crotch there after a while so I jumped up, saying ‘you stay here, Daddy, I’ll go get a washcloth!’ and ran into the kitchen. While I was there, I took off my crop top, since it was so covered with sperm and stuck it in the sink and ran some water on it. I ran back out to the living room with the warm wash cloth and jumped back on the sofa and carefully wiped Daddy off. I wiped up his legs where there was sperm on them, and his belly and then lifted his gorgeous penis up and washed it off carefully so it wouldn’t be all sticky and gross. It was so much neater and cleaner when I just ate all his sperms instead of letting it fly all over, but it was also fun to watch it fly all over!
I cleaned Daddy up real good, and then ran the washcloth over my arms and other spots where his sperms flew out, and we were both finally all cleaned up. I leaned over and put my head under Daddy’s arm, and said I was very happy.
“I’m so glad you like that, Daddy, it makes me feel real good to make you feel good” I sighed, holding his penis in my hand like a little bird. It kept twitching and moving around, I didn’t know if it would get hard again or not. I remembered reading that after men have their orgasm, they usually have to wait a while before they can have another one, sometimes a whole day! and that doesn’t seem fair to me, ‘cause I can have a big old orgasm and then have another one right away until I almost pass out from the pleasure. So I decided then and there, as I was looking at Daddy’s soft little penis, that I would always do whatever I could to help men have their orgasms as often as they could.
Daddy and I just sort of spazzed out on the sofa for a while, but then he nudged me and said, ‘Hey, punkin’, let’s go up to bed, shall we?’ and I went ‘umm umm’ which means ‘I guess so’. He picked me right up like I didn’t weigh nothing, and carried me upstairs, which I barely remember because I was pooped out.
I woke up Sunday morning in my own bed, and that was no fun! I was naked, so I guess Daddy must have pulled my little shorts off before tucking me in. I went into the bathroom and peed and did all my other stuff, if you know what I mean. I wanted to take a bath or a shower but I also wanted to wait for Daddy. I peeked in his bedroom, he was sound asleep in his bed, under a sheet, one big leg hanging out from under it, and his head halfway off the pillow.
I snuck downstairs and started the coffee pot and had a glass of milk. It felt good to walk around the house naked, for some reason. I sat on one of the stools by our breakfast bar, and the cool seat felt good under my butt. I inspected myself. My butt was still kind of sore, but not that bad. My pussy was drooling a little bit, it always seemed to get wet very easily. My boobs, and my nipple rings, were healing good. They were still tender when I touched them, but they looked clean, there was no ugly stuff coming out of the holes or anything. My crotch was a little stubbly, I could see it was time for a shave again, since I hadn’t shaved for a couple of days or so. I liked shaving, though, especially when Daddy did it for me.
I padded back upstairs as quiet as I could and peeked in Daddy’s bedroom again. He was still asleep, so I very quietly crept up and slid onto the bed next to him. He was snoring softly, and I almost giggled to hear him ‘snarf’. I gently as I could moved the sheet away from him, and gradually got it all the way off him. He was laying completely on his back, one arm up over his head, the other across his stomach. One leg was bent out at an angle, the other was straight down. His beautiful penis was laying down across his ball bag and just touching his thigh. I leaned in and breathed on it to see if he’d wake up but he just kept on snoring like a hibernating bear.
I picked up his penis very lightly and licked the end. It had a sour kind of taste but the more I licked it the less I tasted it. Then I popped just the very end of it in my mouth and sucked really gently on it. I lightly held his ball sack between my fingertips and rolled them around just a little bit to get things stirred up. I felt his penis start to harden a little, so I skooched my head down a little more and got more into my mouth, rolling my tongue around on it, swiping across the head. My nostrils flared as I inhaled his manly morning aroma, he smelled like something alive and strong and big.
Gradually, I felt his penis harden up in my mouth, I wasn’t sucking really strong, just kind of keeping it wet and moving it around in my mouth with my tongue. I kept swallowing my spit, and I tasted his clear juice coming out as he got harder and harder. Finally, when I thought he was finally pretty stiff, I straddled over him and put the tip right at the entrance to my little coochie. I was really wet, so I rubbed his head back and forth on my slit to get it nice and slippery. I slid down and popped his dick into me, I felt the first couple of inches go in and it felt sooooooo good. I stopped, frozen, as I felt Daddy kind of stir around but he didn’t wake up, so I very slowly slid the rest of the way down until his nice penis was all the way up my coochie. It banged into the end of my tunnel there and for a second it really stung, but I lifted up just a bit and it wasn’t so bad. I just sat there for a second or two, not touching Daddy anywhere but from the inside of my pussy around his dick. Then I lifted up, and slid down, very slowly. I did this about 10 times, really really slow, and I was making his penis very slippery. Then I leaned forwards and put my hands on the bed above Daddy’s shoulders and lifted my hips up, and started sliding up and down on his cock. His cock. My Daddy’s cock was in me. It felt so naughty and sexy and dirty to think that to myself. Every time I sank down on Daddy’s penis, I’d say to myself, “Cock!” Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . .
I was getting really soaked down there and I kept squeezing myself on Daddy’s cock, trying to get him to spurt up me. Then all of a sudden I felt Daddy push up into me really hard, and his eyes flew open, and he grabbed my waist with both hands and shoved me down onto his cock and I felt it spasm and spurt out a bunch of hot wetness, I closed my eyes and pictured the sperms flying out of his penis and crashing into my pussy walls. It felt soooooo good. I bore down on him and had a very nice kind of rolling orgasm that seemed to start right in the middle of my pussy and then go down both legs and up my rib cage at the same time. Daddy grinned at me and grunted as he spewed his ball cream up into me.
The only problem with making love like we were is that I leaked! Daddy’s cream started gushing out of me down there and we made squishing noises as he kept on pumping up into me, and I ran out of room in my pussy for all of his sperm. It started dribbling all over Daddy’s crotch and his legs and my legs. All of a sudden though, Daddy grabbed me around the waist and he just lifted up and spun around and the next thing I knew he was looming over me, with my arms pinned to the bed above my head and Daddy pumping into me like mad! It felt like he was trying to cum right into my brain!
Finally though he just sort of went “oooomph!” and collapsed on me, we were both breathing heavy and panting and sweaty. I let him lay on top of me for a minute or two, it felt nice to have such as big man sort of covering me all up, but my crotch is kind of small and after a bit it hurt to have my legs spread as far as I was. I playfully beat Daddy on his chest and said, “Hey, get off of me you big meany!” and he grinned and fell over sideways, pulling his magnificent penis out of me. I whimpered and quickly covered my pussy with one hand to keep from leaking all out, and scampered into the bathroom with my fingers getting all gooey with sperm. I plopped my naked butt down on the toilet and let Daddy’s sperms drain all out of me onto my hand. I reached up and licked my fingers clean while it drained, and I tasted that nice combination of Daddy’s semen and my own juice. Yum!
Daddy padded in, and we both hopped in the shower. He washed my hair for me with some nice smelling shampoo stuff, and I squatted down over the drain to pee, and while I was doing that he peed on my boobies and around on my chest and down to my clitty. It was hot and kinda salty tasting but it was from my Daddy’s penis, so I loved it! The hot water was splashing down all over us and we were all soapy and laughing and teasing each other. It was a nice time with my Daddy. I sat on the big seat in the corner of the shower and Daddy shaved my coochie real nice and close with some really cold-feeling shave cream, he rubbed it on my clitty and man did that feel weird! It was cold and smelled like peppermint.
We spent the rest of the day just sitting around the house, Daddy watched some football and I sat around surfing the internet and reading and I painted my toenails with black nail polish. I stayed naked most of the time because it felt so nice. Every now and then, no matter what I was doing, I kept finding myself lightly playing with my pussy without even realizing I was doing it! Daddy kept watching me and smiling to himself. I guess he thought it was cute.
After dinner, I asked Daddy if I could practice my handjob technique, and he asked me if maybe I would like to practice on Mr Alex and some other guys as well, so I said “SURE!” You know how I love penises and playing with them. So Daddy called Mr. Alex and I guess he said to find some other guys who might like to have their penises played with, and about an hour later Mr Alex rang the doorbell with six other men. They were all tall, and very nice looking, like Mr. Alex. He said they were models that he worked with when he took pictures of naked women! I said they could work with me anytime, LOL!
Daddy suggested that I put some of my sexy underwear on, so I ran upstairs to get ready. First, of course, I had to run into the bathroom and brush my hair and make sure I didn’t have any lettuce stuck to my teeth or anything from dinner. I brushed my hair and gargled with some mouthwash after brushing my teeth too. I wiped some TP across my pussy so I wouldn’t be all leaking and drippy for the nice men. After I got cleaned up a little, I went looking for something to wear.
I picked through my drawer where I kept all my sexy underwears. I had a whole bunch of garter belts, a pile of baby-doll nighties, about six or seven corset thingys, and a few of those panty/garter belt combination things, plus my bras. But I decided not to wear a bra, since my rings were still a little sensitive. If the men didn’t like seeing my little boobs, well then too bad for them! I finally picked out a sexy red garter belt with white lace around the top and some fishnet type stockings to wear with it. They were really cute on, and I made sure that they came up my legs as far as possible. I’d grown a little bit since the summer, so now I didn’t have to roll my stockings over to get them to fit without looking stupid or anything. I found my heels, and put them on and checked myself out in the mirror. I looked pretty hot, if I may say so myself!
Back downstairs, all the men were already naked! They were standing around a little padded stool that Daddy sometimes uses out in the garage, it has wheels and a white and black checkerboard pattern on the seat.
“Well, sweetie, here we all are, just waiting for your sexy entrance!” Daddy said as I came into the living room. He’d set up the movie camera, as usual, and Mr Alex had a camera in his hands too. They six guys were all standing there, some of them were slowly jerking on their penises, and one of them had a completely hard one already, it was standing almost straight up and throbbing! I couldn’t barely take my eyes off it.
Of course, first I had to give them a fashion show. I twirled around, showing the guys my nice stockings and high heels, and then bent over at my waist to push my butt out at them, and they all liked that. Some of them leaned over to touch me or rub their hands on my butt cheeks. I wriggled back and forth to show them my saucy side, too! Then I sat on the sofa and did the splits, spreading my legs all the way out to the sides until they almost touched the armrests. This of course, gave the men a good look at my little pussy, and they all seemed to enjoy that. I posed around for a few minutes so Mr Alex could get some pictures, and then said, “Ok, let’s all gather round!” and sat down on the stool. The guys crowded around me, and it looked really cool – no matter where I looked, in every direction there were nice hard penises pointing at me, some just straight out, some being jerked by their owners. It looked like a dick forest! The stool was a perfect height for them all to be pointed right at my face. I smiled up at the cute guys, and grabbed the first man, he was really hard already and I didn’t think it would take me long to give him an orgasm.
“You guys all want me to give you hand jobs?” I said sexily at them, batting my eyelashes and doing my best innocent little school girl look. “Are you going to shoot all your hot sperms on my cute little face or on my boobies?” They all groaned and moaned. “I hope you have a lot of sperm for me, ‘cause I really like sperm!” I knew that would get to them too.
I spit on my palm and started fisting the closest penis to me. It was nice looking, pink and hard and weeping a tiny bit of clear juice from the slot at the tip. The man was thrusting his hips at my hand as I stroked him, urging me on, as I dutifully extracted the contents of his balls. I let my other hand drift down to cup and fondle those hard eggs, feeling his ball sack jump and contract in my fingertips. After a few moments, he moaned and pushed closer to me, and I watched in rapt concentration as the tip of his penis spewed out a long white arc of semen that lanced across my face from my jawline to my forehead.
“Oooh!” I jumped, my right eye blinking closed in response, just before a second jet plowed into my chin and dripped directly down between my boobies. I heard the guys around him cheer and slap him on the back. I managed to pull three more spurts of semen out of him before he shuddered and pulled away, too sensitive for me to continue my rough tugging of his cock. I looked down. My chest was dripping white semen, my left boob hosting a large blob the size of a quarter. I gulped, and used a free hand to wipe the stream of semen out of my eye socket.
“Darn, mister, you got me right in the eye!” I smiled at him, popping the wet digit in my mouth and loudly sucking it dry with a smack of my lips. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head, thanking me for the “fantastic handjob”, as he called it.
I leaned back and looked around. The forest of hard dicks had grown, and I reached out for a nicely shaped onyx-colored penis that was held by a cute black man in his early 30s. Someone pressed a tube of lube in my hand, and I squeezed out a small glob before fitting my fingers around the shaft of the penis. Within just a few seconds, I noticed my hand getting warm, the lube had something in it that made it warm up when you touched it! It made jerking on the man’s penis much smoother too, so I stuck the tip of my tongue between my lips and stared at the tip with fierce concentration, sliding my hand back and forth the whole length of his dick, from belly to tip, over and over. The lube warmed everything, and I found myself dropping my other hand down to lightly caress my clitty. The guys were all crowded around us as I worked. I looked up into the black man’s face, he was looking down at me with wide eyes, I guess amazed at this tiny little girl, mostly naked, was so studiously jerking his cock. He pushed back into my fist and slowly moaned, low in his throat, and I heard him start to grunt in time with my strokes, and then he leaned in real close and I could tell he wanted to get his penis as close to my face as he could, so I leaned in as well, and then, when his cock was only a couple of inches away from the middle of my face, he grunted real loud and POW! A big splurt of cum shot out and skidded across my forehead and into my hair, and he blew again before I could hardly move, this time a big blob of semens bubbled out of his penis and fell on my nose, splitting into two rivers and drooling down over my upper lip. I licked my lip and tasted the hot, salty cream, and then watched cross-eyed as his cock spit a bunch more sperms at me, some hitting me on the face, some dripping down onto my chest and boobies as he finished up. I was looking into his eyes the whole time. He grinned a big white grin at me as he finished and said, “Thanks, missy, that was grande”, saying “grand-eh” like that. I smiled back at him with my spermy face and winked.
I looked around, and just over to my left side I saw a penis coming at me, being slowly jerked by its’ owner. My eyes went wide and I just stared at it. It was the most beautiful penis I’d ever seen. I mean, my Daddy’s penis is really nice looking, and I love it and all, but this penis was just absolutely gorgeous. You know how sometimes you see something, and it just hits you that it’s about perfect for what it was – like, the most beautiful chair or table or painting or even person? That’s what it was with this cock. It was about eight or so inches long, I guess, pretty big, and was perfectly circular and even from base to tip, with thick veins running just below the surface of the skin, so you could see them but they didn’t look ugly and purple like some did. It was just so perfectly proportioned, I guess. There was no taper at the tip, it was perfectly proportioned for its’ entire length. Not too skinny or too fat, not over long, just perfect. The head was nicely formed, with a well-defined rim around the tip that was just slightly darker than the rest of the skin. (I’ve since found out that part’s called the glans, which sounds like something from Scotland but it’s not.) The glans was perfectly bisected by the little valley underneath it. A round, very noticeable vein ran along the bottom length all the way out, nearly the size of a drinking straw.
I stared at it. The whole glans part was curved and swooped around perfectly, symmetrical, just slightly larger than the shaft behind it. The opening at the very end was large and round, and looked like it could toss an awful lot of sperm out of it. There was a clear bead of pre-cum dripping from the slot at the end and I couldn’t resist leaning forward quickly to lick it off. I looked up at the man who owned this Perfect Penis and smiled and said, softly, “I have to suck this cock . . .” and so I opened my mouth, closed my eyes, and sucked it in. It fit my mouth perfectly – filled up, not straining, no extra space, I didn’t have to purse my lips closed to make a seal, it just fit right in. I pushed forwards to get about three inches or so of the Perfect Penis in my mouth, and let my tongue explore around it, feeling the veins pulse and the soft skin over the hard inner tube, and the smooth, silky glans that burbled another big drop of pre-cum for me to taste.
I let it slide over the tip of my tongue, it was sweet, and hot, and tasted like just slightly slippery, slightly tart juice. I savored the taste for a brief moment but I wanted, no, needed, bigger and better things from this Perfect Penis. I started moving my head back and forth, sucking on the first half it, drawing it into my mouth, letting it caress my teeth and cheeks and gums, and jerked the other half with my warm hand, where I’d grabbed another squirt of that warming lotion. My cheeks hollowed onto the Perfect Penis as I began to draw this man’s semen up out of his body. I heard him moan softly and he put his hand under my chin, tilting my face up to see his eyes. I tried to express love and devotion and absolute slavish adoration with my eyes, as my mouth was completely stuffed with his Perfect Penis. I pushed farther down. I wanted it all.
“Oh gawd . . . that is . . .so . . . fuckin’ good!” I heard him breathe. “My sweet angel. . .” he was muttering under his breath. I so wanted to make this man feel good. I wanted him to have the best orgasm of his life into my little mouth and spurt so much semen into my tummy that I’d slosh for the rest of the day. I really went to town on him, sucking hard, harder than I can remember doing for anybody, even Daddy or Mr. Alex. I made a lot of spit and tried not to swallow it down too much, I wanted his Perfect Penis to be bathed in my mouth.
The other men were turned on too, I guess, as I felt a rope of hot sperm slap into my face across my cheek and up over the bridge of my nose. I hardly even acknowledged it. I just kept sliding my mouth back and forth, in and out, across the Perfect Penis. It came out shiny and wet, giving my jerking fingers more slippery lotion to slide with, and then went in to get bathed by my tongue and cheeks again. I heard the ‘schluck . . . schluck . . .schluck’ of my sucking, my inner voice adding ‘Mmmmmm . . .mmmmmmm . . .mmmmmmmm’ to it as I hummed my adoration of this Perfect Penis.
Another wet blast of cum hit me on the forehead, and I reached out with my left hand to grab the spurting cock, whoever it was, and jerk it off fully onto my drenched face. Gobs of hot semen rained down on me, covering my left eyebrow and eye, stinging but ignored. My right hand found another hard penis, and suddenly I was enjoying all three, sucking the Perfect Penis and jerking the other two. Eyes closed, sealed shut with sperm, I didn’t even know or care who they belonged to. All I wanted was this Perfect Penis in my mouth, and I wanted it to orgasm and flood my tummy with gallons and gallons of sperm.
I could hear the man who owned the Perfect Penis breathing heavily, grunting, giving voice to the pleasure I was bringing him. I heard him whisper, ‘close, baby, real close . . .that’s it. . .baby . . ‘ and I increased my efforts, my cheeks hollowing onto his shaft, my tongue wrapping around the weeping head, my hand sliding back and forth, between his trim belly and my swollen lips, dew beading on my upper lip. Then, my heart soared, I heard a grunt and I felt his penis swell in my mouth and a pulse slid up the underside of the shaft under my thumb and across my bottom lip.
To say the hot, creamy jet of sperm-rich semen that blasted to the back of my mouth was ‘good’ is like saying the Mona Lisa is just some painting, or that the Taj Mahal is quite a shack. The second his salty goodness struck the nerve-rich lining of my mouth I nearly passed out from the delirious feel of it, and I swear my pussy convulsed and squirted out a jet of juice on its own. My clit vibrated. It felt like I was having an orgasm but it seemed to be centered right in the middle of my belly. The splash of semen spread across my cheeks and the roof of my mouth like a tidal wave of white, infusing its’ scent and aroma all through my brain. Almost before I could process it, the Perfect Penis pulsed again, even more strongly, and a huge blast of sperm filled my mouth completely, forcing me to swallow a large part of it before I could even ‘savor the flavor’.
As I gulped, a bolt of wet sperm lashed across my lips, covering a part of the shaft of the Perfect Penis that was outside my mouth. I lipped more of the shaft into my mouth, lips sliding easily over the now-slippery Perfect Penis. Another man was unable to control his excitement, and I felt my closed right eye get flooded with a large glob that seemed to spread like spilled cream into my entire eye socket. Both of my hands, busy with jerking the offered penises were pushed in towards my face by their owners as I felt them start to shoot. My hands felt the initial drops, and then my poor little face was totally splashed from both sides at the same time. I thought I’d drown (not that that would be a BAD thing..lol). I jerked on the penises almost without really thinking what I was doing, pulling the blasts of sperm out with each hand, streams of hot salty cum flying into my face, across my cheeks and nose, up my forehead in into my hair, even down across my jaw to drip onto my boobies. Meanwhile, the Perfect Penis was throbbing in my mouth, shooting streams of hot jizz almost straight down my throat. I swallowed again, gulping the hot love down into my tummy.
The hurricane of cum ended all too soon. I whimpered as the two penises in my hands slowly softened, having discharged the contents of their lovely balls onto my dripping face, which now bore enough sperm to repopulate the world. I had streams of it across both cheeks, sliding up across my eye sockets, dangling in small strings from my brows, and tracking into my hair across my forehead. My chin was dangling icicles of sperm from at least two places, and I could feel the larger drops already drooling down onto my boobies. My mouth was still occupied by the Perfect Penis, and I didn’t want to let it go! Sadly, I felt it start to soften ever so slightly, and I felt hands pulling my shoulders back, straightening my upper body out on the stool. The wet stool, where I was leaking out pussy juice like mad. I reluctantly let the Perfect Penis slip from between my lips and gazed up shyly at the man who was attached to the other end of it, my creamy smile expressing my slavish devotion to his genital masterpiece. I licked my lips to capture any of the semen that was within reach of my tongue, and swallowed thickly the mass still in my mouth, loving the feeling of the gelatin sliding down my throat into my tummy. I leaned back and lifted my face up, displaying the spermy decoration that two or three or four or I don’t know how many of the guys, had deposited on me. I was both proud, and embarrassed, at the same time.
Proud that I, a little girl with hardly any tits to speak of, and no hips or ass quite yet, had made these guys so excited that they needed to ejaculate strongly all over my cute little face, when they’d spent years around naked pretty women and girls older than me, girls who offered their pussies and asses to them at every turn.
And yet slightly embarrassed, a nude little girl, in the presence of all these gorgeous grown up men, sexy models and actors, sitting there in full view with my face and body absolutely covered in their semen, that I’d encouraged them to spray all over me, and a tummy sloshing with at least one full load of ejaculation from the Most Gorgeous Penis In The World.
I sighed and smiled weakly. I looked up and saw the red eye of Daddy’s camera winking at me. I straightened my shoulders and leaned back, so my elbows and upper back were resting against the sofa behind me. I kicked out my stocking-clad legs and boldly said, “Ok, I need my pussy eaten. Who’s first?”
The coating of cum on my face and upper body had mostly dried and was flaking off in chunks by the time I’d had enough body-shaking orgasms, and had to push the last man’s head away from my raw and exhausted pussy. I think each one of them licked me to at least one good cum.
All I can say is, it’s a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!
It took me all weekend to recover from the pounding my poor little butt took on “Black Friday.”
Daddy carried me upstairs in his arms after Abe and all his friends left. He stood me up in the middle of the bathroom and even while I was still dripping semen from my butt and my face, he hugged me and called me his best little girl. He gingerly peeled my cum-soaked bra away from my chest, and unhooked the soggy garter belt, pulling my scruffy stockings down my legs. They were coated all along the insides of my legs from stuff leaking out of me, and I was afraid they were ruined, but Daddy said we could wash them out and they’d be as good as new. I went “Phew . . . I’m glad” as he tossed them in the corner for the laundry.
Daddy ran a nice hot bath for me in the big tub, with lots of bubbles and bath oil and everything, and he scrubbed me clean, including all the cum that was on my face and boobs, and in my butt. I pretty much just sort of laid there in the water, half-awake, still recovering from all the orgasmic tremors. The sperm floated around in the tub in big white clumps, and I felt sorry for all the children that never were, but then I realized that all those men’s balls were busy making more, so that was OK with me too! I was knocked out, really, just completely fucked out. My butt throbbed, but it was a good throb, and Daddy had me bend over and he very gently squirted some soapy water up in me and I jiggled my butt back and forth and then squirted it out and there was just a tiny bit of red, but mostly it was white. He rubbed some nice cool ointment jelly stuff on my butthole and that made the pain go away almost right away. He was sooooo soothing and nice to me, and kept saying how proud he was of me, how grown up I was. He said Mr. Abe and his friends all thought I was just the sexiest, most grown up little girl they’d ever known, and that they’d absolutely love to come by and play with me again in the future.
“I don’t know, Daddy, I think my butthole needs to heal up before they come back!” I whispered softly, with a wry smile.
“I know, honey, I know. Don’t worry . . .” he smiled back, giving me a big hug again. I just lay in the tub for a long time, until the water got too cold, and then I finally crawled up out of it, and Daddy wrapped me in a big huge towel and a big white bathrobe from that hotel in the city where he made me a woman. I wanted to ask him about that, tool
“Daddy?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“You know when that man wanted to put his penis in my pussy, and I didn’t want him to, ‘cuz I only want you in my pussy?”
“Yes, sweetie.”
“Well, is that OK? I mean, I don’t want your friends to be mad at you ‘cuz I won’t let them do me in my pussy.”
“Honey, remember what I told you at the very beginning. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, and whatever you want is OK by me. I’m sure that all of the guys understood. After all, you let them do you in your butt, and I know they all just loved that!” Daddy smiled at me, rubbing my damp body until my skin glowed and turned pink again.
“Ok, good, Daddy. I’m glad. For now, I only want YOUR sperms in my pussy. ‘Cuz I’m your best girl, right?” I smiled and winked at him. He winked back.
“Ok, then, let’s get you into bed, so you can take a nap, ok?” and he picked me up in his arms and whooshed me into his bedroom, laying me gently down on the bed. I felt a little better after my nice bath, but I was still pooped out.
“Daddy, will you lay down next to me, please? And take your clothes off?” I asked, meekly. I wanted to feel and smell my Daddy’s nice warm body next to mine.
“Sure, honey.” Daddy skimmed off his clothes real fast and lay on the bed next to me. I curled up next to him, and skootched down so my head was on his chest, and then I just moved further down until I was able to pop the nice soft head of his penis in my mouth and just lightly suck on it like a pacifier. I fell asleep that way, with my Daddy’s beautiful soft penis just barely sticking into my mouth.
I slept all the rest of that day and all night, too, into Saturday. Daddy got up at some point, ‘cause when I woke up Saturday morning he was gone from the bed. I pulled the covers back up over my naked body and just lay there, enjoying the warmth and his scent on the pillow. But then, I really had to pee, so I got up and peed and checked everything down there. It all seemed to be OK, I guess I’m still young and resilient enough to bounce back from most everything. My butt was a little sore, but not too much. My nipples felt good, hardly any soreness at all, and I lightly touched and squeezed them to see how sensitive they were. A light jolt of pain went through me when I squeezed hard, but it wasn't that bad. I looked at my face in the mirror. My eyes were still a little bit red from all the cum that had gotten in them, and I still had a few little clumps in my hair that Daddy had missed last night, but overall I didn’t look too bad. In fact they looked kind of nice in a naughty way. I splashed some water on my face to wake up and brushed my hair and my teeth (not with the same brush! LOL) and I felt much better. My mouth tasted like I’d been licking dirty gym socks so a mouthful of Crest tasted pretty good.
I padded downstairs nude, and Daddy was not home. He left a note on the island in the kitchen:
Kitten – I have to go in to the office for a few hours and take care of some business. I’ll bring dinner and a movie home, ok? Be home around 6 or so I hope. Take the day easy, just relax and enjoy yourself. Keep the doors locked, I’m not expecting any visitors. You can call Mrs Abernathy if you need anything, too.
Love, Daddy
I made myself a bowl of cereal and had a glass of apple juice. I looked in the living room, and all the furniture had been put back where it belonged, and the big coffee table had been cleaned off of all the scum and sweat and stuff, and it looked like Martha Stewart lived here.
After I finished my cereal, I washed off the bowl and put it in the washer, and went back upstairs to my bedroom. I tossed on a pair of satin shorts and a crop top that just barely covered my nipples. The shorts were smooth and cool on my skin, and showed a nice smooth camel toe. Yeah, I know about them from the internet. I liked showing mine, ‘cos I think my pussy is cute. The crop top came down to about an inch below my nipples and left the bottom of my boobs uncovered. The cool air felt good on them.
I fired up the computer and just surfed around for a while. I looked up nipple rings to see what other designs I might be able to use, and even found pictures of clitty rings. They looked kind of cool too but I had a feeling I might have trouble talking Daddy into letting me have them, plus I was still kind of small down there. There were some really pretty nipple rings though, with nice sparkly jewels and other stuff. I made a note of some of them and to ask Daddy to buy them for me. The guy at the place where I had mine done had left us a little booklet about taking care of them, so I dug that out of my jacket. It wasn’t very exciting. It said to keep them clean for the first week or so, to make sure I don’t get any dirt or stuff on them (what about cum? I thought) and to put some kind of anti bacteria stuff on them each night too. It said that you shouldn’t take the ring out for at least a month or so to give your nipple hole time to heal. I looked down at mine really closely but I didn’t want to mess with them just yet. I put a little bit of petroleum jelly on them like the book said. It also said that I should let the sun shine on them a lot ‘cuz the sun helps heal you, so that meant I could sunbathe topless! Yippee!
I spent a couple of hours just surfing the net. I saw a lot of video clips of sex stuff that looked really interesting and took some notes, just like at school when we saw a filmstrip or something. I made a mental note to ask Daddy about them.
About noon, I took a nap for four hours. I dreamt I was floating on a big lake of sperm and there were sea serpents that looked like dicks coming up out of the lake and spitting sperm on me and I just kept swimming in it and rolling around and loving it. I must be fixated, ha ha.
After I got up, I watched TV for a couple of hours, and Daddy came home about 6:30. I was so excited to see him, I rushed up and threw myself into him when he came in the door.
“Oh Daddy I’m so glad you’re home! I missed you so much! I read and surfed and watched tv and took a nap and I’m so glad you’re home! What’s for dinner?” I was on him like a little puppy, I guess, so excited to see him. I didn’t wag my tail or pee on the floor though.
Daddy grinned and kissed me on the forehead, and then held me out at his arm’s length to look at me. I think the skin-tight shorts and crop top might have made an impression on him.
“Wow! Sweetie, you look fabulous! When did you ever turn into such a sexy young lady! Did you do it while I was gone or something?” he joked.
“No Daddy, I did it when you weren’t looking!” I giggled back at him. I took his arm in mine and pulled him into the living room, and sat him down behind me on the computer. I showed him some of the fancy nipple jewelry that I wanted to buy and he said as soon as I was healed up and we could buy different rings and stuff he’d let me pick out whatever I wanted. I also, kind of on the sly, showed him pictures of girls with clit rings and said, “wow, don’t you think they’re really sexy too?” and he sort of nodded a bit but he didn’t appear to be too keen on the idea. I’d have to work on him, I guess.
He brought home big containers of spaghetti and meatballs and nice salads and bread and even some frozen spumoni stuff for dessert, we just sat around the dining room and gorged ourselves, I was really hungry since I hadn’t eaten much since breakfast.
Daddy asked how I felt and what I did all day, and I told him I was pretty good, and that I’d surfed the net and looked at pictures and movies and stuff, and took a nap. He seemed happy and pleased. I cleared the dishes when we were done and shoved them all in the dishwasher and then joined Daddy in the living room.
He was sliding a DVD into the machine, and motioned to the sofa for us to sit down. I snuggled up next to him with my hand in his lap, and felt for his maleness. The strong tube of flesh felt good under my fingers.
The DVD was titled “101 Best Handjobs” or something, and started out with a blond girl sitting on a chair next to a naked man, and she was jerking his penis. It started off soft but then got pretty hard, and he was grunting, and then the girl kept on jerking him and after a minute or two, he came, really hard, and spurted his semen about five feet away in a big huge arc. I thought that looked really cool, it was neat to see his cock spray all the sperm out in a big splash.
That’s what the movie was all about – girls giving guys handjobs, as Daddy called them. They didn’t suck on them or put the cocks in their pussies or butts, just used their hands. And the guys seemed to really like getting orgasms that way, because they almost all shot their sperms WAAAAAY out there when they were standing up. Other times the guys were laying down on tables and the girls made them spurt up on the guy’s chests or bellies. One girl got so good at doing handjobs that she could jerk back and forth on the man’s penis real fast a bunch of times, and then just stop and wait, not even touching him, and the man had an orgasm without even being jerked on! In some of the scenes, the girls would be facing the guys, so when the guys shot their cum out, it hit the girls in the boobs or even on their faces, and the girls giggled and laughed when that happened.
That’s the kind I liked the best! I loved watching guys spurt on the girls, somehow it seemed really sexy to see that white stuff go flying out and smack into big boobs or pretty faces, and I could remember how it felt to me, like the day before when all those black men were doing it.
Watching the movie made me pretty hot, and I looked up at Daddy and asked if I could play with him. He said I could, so I twisted around until I was sort of sitting on my calves under me, cross-wise to Daddy. He stretched his legs out, and I unzipped his nice grey pants and wormed around until I found his undies and was able to pull his penis out. It wasn’t easy, because he was pretty hard, but not completely. His penis finally popped out and I just stared it at, marvelously pink and warm and standing up so proud out of his zipper and all. I licked my lips. I slowly jerked his shaft up and down a few times, feeling his cock get harder beneath my fingers. Daddy pulled his shirt up out of his pants and we managed to get it off, him wriggling, me twisting and pulling. Then I pulled his pants down until he was just in his briefs. I liked looking at him in just his undies, I guess just like he liked looking at me in just my undies. His chest was smooth and broad and strong, not like a body builder but smooth and not too hairy either. His legs were strong.
I decided to try to copy and practice what I’d seen on the video, so I leaned over and spit on Daddy’s penis (which, by the way, isn’t really very ladylike, is it? lol ) and got him a little bit wet, so my hand would slide up and down his penis easier. He was making loud breathing noises like he was enjoying it, so I turned my head to him.
“Daddy, does this feel good? - ” and I pulled on his penis, “when I do this – “ and I pulled again, and then I reached up and kissed him and put my tongue in his mouth, and he sucked on my tongue while I was jerking on his penis. He moaned, which I think meant it felt good.
“Oh, sweetie, that’s really good, that feels really good when you do that . . .” he whispered into my mouth.
So I kept on doing it. He was leaning back on the sofa, his legs stretched all the way out in front of him, stiffly. His belly was humping back and forth a little bit, almost like he was fucking my hand with his cock. We kept that up for a moment, me jerking his penis back and forth with one hand, him fucking back and forth into me, gently, as if he didn’t want to hurt my hand.
“Daddy . . . please tell me when you’re ready, ok?” I whispered to him, as I turned my head to face downwards at him, my head just below his jawline and chin. He nodded. I continued to stroke him, holding him steady and tight but not too tight.
I remembered that some of the girls on the movie would talk dirty to the guys as they jerked and did hand jobs on them.
“Daddy, are you going to cum real big for me? Are you going to cum a whole bunch for your little baby girl?” I half-whispered to him and half to his penis which was by now starting to leak.
He grunted “unh uh” which meant yes, I found out.
“C’mon, Daddy, shoot those hot sperms out, please, I want to see them, please shoot for me . . .” I whined.
He was breathing heavy now. Still jerking his hips.
“I want my Daddy to cum real big for me and shoot his sperms all over me . . .”
Seconds passed, me jerking my Daddy’s beautiful penis, him moaning and squirming around. It felt really amazing to have so much power over my Daddy, I realized that I had complete control over him now, he’d do anything I asked. Imagine, me, a little 92 pound girl, with total control over a two hundred pound, six foot tall man!
“Shoot . . . Daddy, shoot . . .shoot . . .” I whispered.
Then Daddy stretched and got all stiff all the way down his body and he arched his hips up at me. I continued to jerk and stroke on him, and then I watched, carefully, closely, ‘cause I wanted to see it.
The tip of his penis opened up and a little blurb of white sperm leaked out, and I was almost disappointed, thinking that’s all there was going to be when WHAM! A rocket ship of sperm flew out and hit me right in the forehead and I jumped and the next jet sprayed out and hit me in the chest, right between my boobs on the crop top. In all the excitement, I just kept jerking on Daddy’s penis.
He was grunting and moaning, his cock was spraying semen everywhere, it flew up and drops hit my face and my boobs and his legs and I think one spritz hit me in the mouth but I was so wrapped up on watching his cum that I hardly noticed. I jerked every single sperm out of my Daddy, until he was completely out. He collapsed under my hands, sighing, his breath whistling through his mouth.
“Oh darling . . . oh baby . . .that was so good, so good . . .” he whispered. I smiled to myself, I was so glad I had been able to give Daddy good feelings. I turned my head and kissed him and he chuckled.
“What’s so funny, Daddy?”
“You, punkin. You’ve got cum all over you, do you know that?”
I looked down. He was right. I had spots and puddles of sperm all over my crop top, one big jet even hit my nipple and soaked into my shirt making my ring show through. I laughed at the sight of so much sperms all over me.
“Look at you!” I shrieked, pointing the big splotches all on his legs and his belly. “You got it all over!” and we both burst out laughing and giggling. I waggled his penis around, and even more drops and drips flew out, like a hose that hadn’t been turned off.
I licked my lips and tasted the salty drop there and felt for the one on my forehead, scraping it off and popping my finger into my mouth to suck it clean.
“Jeeze, Daddy I’m not doing my job! Your balls were FULL of that stuff, that musta really hurt carryin’ all that juice around inside you like that! Why dint’cha tell me!” I said through my giggles.
Daddy just grinned and hugged me closer and we laid there for a while, my head on his chest, idly playing with his penis as it got soft. It was all sticky around in his crotch there after a while so I jumped up, saying ‘you stay here, Daddy, I’ll go get a washcloth!’ and ran into the kitchen. While I was there, I took off my crop top, since it was so covered with sperm and stuck it in the sink and ran some water on it. I ran back out to the living room with the warm wash cloth and jumped back on the sofa and carefully wiped Daddy off. I wiped up his legs where there was sperm on them, and his belly and then lifted his gorgeous penis up and washed it off carefully so it wouldn’t be all sticky and gross. It was so much neater and cleaner when I just ate all his sperms instead of letting it fly all over, but it was also fun to watch it fly all over!
I cleaned Daddy up real good, and then ran the washcloth over my arms and other spots where his sperms flew out, and we were both finally all cleaned up. I leaned over and put my head under Daddy’s arm, and said I was very happy.
“I’m so glad you like that, Daddy, it makes me feel real good to make you feel good” I sighed, holding his penis in my hand like a little bird. It kept twitching and moving around, I didn’t know if it would get hard again or not. I remembered reading that after men have their orgasm, they usually have to wait a while before they can have another one, sometimes a whole day! and that doesn’t seem fair to me, ‘cause I can have a big old orgasm and then have another one right away until I almost pass out from the pleasure. So I decided then and there, as I was looking at Daddy’s soft little penis, that I would always do whatever I could to help men have their orgasms as often as they could.
Daddy and I just sort of spazzed out on the sofa for a while, but then he nudged me and said, ‘Hey, punkin’, let’s go up to bed, shall we?’ and I went ‘umm umm’ which means ‘I guess so’. He picked me right up like I didn’t weigh nothing, and carried me upstairs, which I barely remember because I was pooped out.
I woke up Sunday morning in my own bed, and that was no fun! I was naked, so I guess Daddy must have pulled my little shorts off before tucking me in. I went into the bathroom and peed and did all my other stuff, if you know what I mean. I wanted to take a bath or a shower but I also wanted to wait for Daddy. I peeked in his bedroom, he was sound asleep in his bed, under a sheet, one big leg hanging out from under it, and his head halfway off the pillow.
I snuck downstairs and started the coffee pot and had a glass of milk. It felt good to walk around the house naked, for some reason. I sat on one of the stools by our breakfast bar, and the cool seat felt good under my butt. I inspected myself. My butt was still kind of sore, but not that bad. My pussy was drooling a little bit, it always seemed to get wet very easily. My boobs, and my nipple rings, were healing good. They were still tender when I touched them, but they looked clean, there was no ugly stuff coming out of the holes or anything. My crotch was a little stubbly, I could see it was time for a shave again, since I hadn’t shaved for a couple of days or so. I liked shaving, though, especially when Daddy did it for me.
I padded back upstairs as quiet as I could and peeked in Daddy’s bedroom again. He was still asleep, so I very quietly crept up and slid onto the bed next to him. He was snoring softly, and I almost giggled to hear him ‘snarf’. I gently as I could moved the sheet away from him, and gradually got it all the way off him. He was laying completely on his back, one arm up over his head, the other across his stomach. One leg was bent out at an angle, the other was straight down. His beautiful penis was laying down across his ball bag and just touching his thigh. I leaned in and breathed on it to see if he’d wake up but he just kept on snoring like a hibernating bear.
I picked up his penis very lightly and licked the end. It had a sour kind of taste but the more I licked it the less I tasted it. Then I popped just the very end of it in my mouth and sucked really gently on it. I lightly held his ball sack between my fingertips and rolled them around just a little bit to get things stirred up. I felt his penis start to harden a little, so I skooched my head down a little more and got more into my mouth, rolling my tongue around on it, swiping across the head. My nostrils flared as I inhaled his manly morning aroma, he smelled like something alive and strong and big.
Gradually, I felt his penis harden up in my mouth, I wasn’t sucking really strong, just kind of keeping it wet and moving it around in my mouth with my tongue. I kept swallowing my spit, and I tasted his clear juice coming out as he got harder and harder. Finally, when I thought he was finally pretty stiff, I straddled over him and put the tip right at the entrance to my little coochie. I was really wet, so I rubbed his head back and forth on my slit to get it nice and slippery. I slid down and popped his dick into me, I felt the first couple of inches go in and it felt sooooooo good. I stopped, frozen, as I felt Daddy kind of stir around but he didn’t wake up, so I very slowly slid the rest of the way down until his nice penis was all the way up my coochie. It banged into the end of my tunnel there and for a second it really stung, but I lifted up just a bit and it wasn’t so bad. I just sat there for a second or two, not touching Daddy anywhere but from the inside of my pussy around his dick. Then I lifted up, and slid down, very slowly. I did this about 10 times, really really slow, and I was making his penis very slippery. Then I leaned forwards and put my hands on the bed above Daddy’s shoulders and lifted my hips up, and started sliding up and down on his cock. His cock. My Daddy’s cock was in me. It felt so naughty and sexy and dirty to think that to myself. Every time I sank down on Daddy’s penis, I’d say to myself, “Cock!” Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . . Cock! . . . (umph!) . . .
I was getting really soaked down there and I kept squeezing myself on Daddy’s cock, trying to get him to spurt up me. Then all of a sudden I felt Daddy push up into me really hard, and his eyes flew open, and he grabbed my waist with both hands and shoved me down onto his cock and I felt it spasm and spurt out a bunch of hot wetness, I closed my eyes and pictured the sperms flying out of his penis and crashing into my pussy walls. It felt soooooo good. I bore down on him and had a very nice kind of rolling orgasm that seemed to start right in the middle of my pussy and then go down both legs and up my rib cage at the same time. Daddy grinned at me and grunted as he spewed his ball cream up into me.
The only problem with making love like we were is that I leaked! Daddy’s cream started gushing out of me down there and we made squishing noises as he kept on pumping up into me, and I ran out of room in my pussy for all of his sperm. It started dribbling all over Daddy’s crotch and his legs and my legs. All of a sudden though, Daddy grabbed me around the waist and he just lifted up and spun around and the next thing I knew he was looming over me, with my arms pinned to the bed above my head and Daddy pumping into me like mad! It felt like he was trying to cum right into my brain!
Finally though he just sort of went “oooomph!” and collapsed on me, we were both breathing heavy and panting and sweaty. I let him lay on top of me for a minute or two, it felt nice to have such as big man sort of covering me all up, but my crotch is kind of small and after a bit it hurt to have my legs spread as far as I was. I playfully beat Daddy on his chest and said, “Hey, get off of me you big meany!” and he grinned and fell over sideways, pulling his magnificent penis out of me. I whimpered and quickly covered my pussy with one hand to keep from leaking all out, and scampered into the bathroom with my fingers getting all gooey with sperm. I plopped my naked butt down on the toilet and let Daddy’s sperms drain all out of me onto my hand. I reached up and licked my fingers clean while it drained, and I tasted that nice combination of Daddy’s semen and my own juice. Yum!
Daddy padded in, and we both hopped in the shower. He washed my hair for me with some nice smelling shampoo stuff, and I squatted down over the drain to pee, and while I was doing that he peed on my boobies and around on my chest and down to my clitty. It was hot and kinda salty tasting but it was from my Daddy’s penis, so I loved it! The hot water was splashing down all over us and we were all soapy and laughing and teasing each other. It was a nice time with my Daddy. I sat on the big seat in the corner of the shower and Daddy shaved my coochie real nice and close with some really cold-feeling shave cream, he rubbed it on my clitty and man did that feel weird! It was cold and smelled like peppermint.
We spent the rest of the day just sitting around the house, Daddy watched some football and I sat around surfing the internet and reading and I painted my toenails with black nail polish. I stayed naked most of the time because it felt so nice. Every now and then, no matter what I was doing, I kept finding myself lightly playing with my pussy without even realizing I was doing it! Daddy kept watching me and smiling to himself. I guess he thought it was cute.
After dinner, I asked Daddy if I could practice my handjob technique, and he asked me if maybe I would like to practice on Mr Alex and some other guys as well, so I said “SURE!” You know how I love penises and playing with them. So Daddy called Mr. Alex and I guess he said to find some other guys who might like to have their penises played with, and about an hour later Mr Alex rang the doorbell with six other men. They were all tall, and very nice looking, like Mr. Alex. He said they were models that he worked with when he took pictures of naked women! I said they could work with me anytime, LOL!
Daddy suggested that I put some of my sexy underwear on, so I ran upstairs to get ready. First, of course, I had to run into the bathroom and brush my hair and make sure I didn’t have any lettuce stuck to my teeth or anything from dinner. I brushed my hair and gargled with some mouthwash after brushing my teeth too. I wiped some TP across my pussy so I wouldn’t be all leaking and drippy for the nice men. After I got cleaned up a little, I went looking for something to wear.
I picked through my drawer where I kept all my sexy underwears. I had a whole bunch of garter belts, a pile of baby-doll nighties, about six or seven corset thingys, and a few of those panty/garter belt combination things, plus my bras. But I decided not to wear a bra, since my rings were still a little sensitive. If the men didn’t like seeing my little boobs, well then too bad for them! I finally picked out a sexy red garter belt with white lace around the top and some fishnet type stockings to wear with it. They were really cute on, and I made sure that they came up my legs as far as possible. I’d grown a little bit since the summer, so now I didn’t have to roll my stockings over to get them to fit without looking stupid or anything. I found my heels, and put them on and checked myself out in the mirror. I looked pretty hot, if I may say so myself!
Back downstairs, all the men were already naked! They were standing around a little padded stool that Daddy sometimes uses out in the garage, it has wheels and a white and black checkerboard pattern on the seat.
“Well, sweetie, here we all are, just waiting for your sexy entrance!” Daddy said as I came into the living room. He’d set up the movie camera, as usual, and Mr Alex had a camera in his hands too. They six guys were all standing there, some of them were slowly jerking on their penises, and one of them had a completely hard one already, it was standing almost straight up and throbbing! I couldn’t barely take my eyes off it.
Of course, first I had to give them a fashion show. I twirled around, showing the guys my nice stockings and high heels, and then bent over at my waist to push my butt out at them, and they all liked that. Some of them leaned over to touch me or rub their hands on my butt cheeks. I wriggled back and forth to show them my saucy side, too! Then I sat on the sofa and did the splits, spreading my legs all the way out to the sides until they almost touched the armrests. This of course, gave the men a good look at my little pussy, and they all seemed to enjoy that. I posed around for a few minutes so Mr Alex could get some pictures, and then said, “Ok, let’s all gather round!” and sat down on the stool. The guys crowded around me, and it looked really cool – no matter where I looked, in every direction there were nice hard penises pointing at me, some just straight out, some being jerked by their owners. It looked like a dick forest! The stool was a perfect height for them all to be pointed right at my face. I smiled up at the cute guys, and grabbed the first man, he was really hard already and I didn’t think it would take me long to give him an orgasm.
“You guys all want me to give you hand jobs?” I said sexily at them, batting my eyelashes and doing my best innocent little school girl look. “Are you going to shoot all your hot sperms on my cute little face or on my boobies?” They all groaned and moaned. “I hope you have a lot of sperm for me, ‘cause I really like sperm!” I knew that would get to them too.
I spit on my palm and started fisting the closest penis to me. It was nice looking, pink and hard and weeping a tiny bit of clear juice from the slot at the tip. The man was thrusting his hips at my hand as I stroked him, urging me on, as I dutifully extracted the contents of his balls. I let my other hand drift down to cup and fondle those hard eggs, feeling his ball sack jump and contract in my fingertips. After a few moments, he moaned and pushed closer to me, and I watched in rapt concentration as the tip of his penis spewed out a long white arc of semen that lanced across my face from my jawline to my forehead.
“Oooh!” I jumped, my right eye blinking closed in response, just before a second jet plowed into my chin and dripped directly down between my boobies. I heard the guys around him cheer and slap him on the back. I managed to pull three more spurts of semen out of him before he shuddered and pulled away, too sensitive for me to continue my rough tugging of his cock. I looked down. My chest was dripping white semen, my left boob hosting a large blob the size of a quarter. I gulped, and used a free hand to wipe the stream of semen out of my eye socket.
“Darn, mister, you got me right in the eye!” I smiled at him, popping the wet digit in my mouth and loudly sucking it dry with a smack of my lips. He leaned down and kissed the top of my head, thanking me for the “fantastic handjob”, as he called it.
I leaned back and looked around. The forest of hard dicks had grown, and I reached out for a nicely shaped onyx-colored penis that was held by a cute black man in his early 30s. Someone pressed a tube of lube in my hand, and I squeezed out a small glob before fitting my fingers around the shaft of the penis. Within just a few seconds, I noticed my hand getting warm, the lube had something in it that made it warm up when you touched it! It made jerking on the man’s penis much smoother too, so I stuck the tip of my tongue between my lips and stared at the tip with fierce concentration, sliding my hand back and forth the whole length of his dick, from belly to tip, over and over. The lube warmed everything, and I found myself dropping my other hand down to lightly caress my clitty. The guys were all crowded around us as I worked. I looked up into the black man’s face, he was looking down at me with wide eyes, I guess amazed at this tiny little girl, mostly naked, was so studiously jerking his cock. He pushed back into my fist and slowly moaned, low in his throat, and I heard him start to grunt in time with my strokes, and then he leaned in real close and I could tell he wanted to get his penis as close to my face as he could, so I leaned in as well, and then, when his cock was only a couple of inches away from the middle of my face, he grunted real loud and POW! A big splurt of cum shot out and skidded across my forehead and into my hair, and he blew again before I could hardly move, this time a big blob of semens bubbled out of his penis and fell on my nose, splitting into two rivers and drooling down over my upper lip. I licked my lip and tasted the hot, salty cream, and then watched cross-eyed as his cock spit a bunch more sperms at me, some hitting me on the face, some dripping down onto my chest and boobies as he finished up. I was looking into his eyes the whole time. He grinned a big white grin at me as he finished and said, “Thanks, missy, that was grande”, saying “grand-eh” like that. I smiled back at him with my spermy face and winked.
I looked around, and just over to my left side I saw a penis coming at me, being slowly jerked by its’ owner. My eyes went wide and I just stared at it. It was the most beautiful penis I’d ever seen. I mean, my Daddy’s penis is really nice looking, and I love it and all, but this penis was just absolutely gorgeous. You know how sometimes you see something, and it just hits you that it’s about perfect for what it was – like, the most beautiful chair or table or painting or even person? That’s what it was with this cock. It was about eight or so inches long, I guess, pretty big, and was perfectly circular and even from base to tip, with thick veins running just below the surface of the skin, so you could see them but they didn’t look ugly and purple like some did. It was just so perfectly proportioned, I guess. There was no taper at the tip, it was perfectly proportioned for its’ entire length. Not too skinny or too fat, not over long, just perfect. The head was nicely formed, with a well-defined rim around the tip that was just slightly darker than the rest of the skin. (I’ve since found out that part’s called the glans, which sounds like something from Scotland but it’s not.) The glans was perfectly bisected by the little valley underneath it. A round, very noticeable vein ran along the bottom length all the way out, nearly the size of a drinking straw.
I stared at it. The whole glans part was curved and swooped around perfectly, symmetrical, just slightly larger than the shaft behind it. The opening at the very end was large and round, and looked like it could toss an awful lot of sperm out of it. There was a clear bead of pre-cum dripping from the slot at the end and I couldn’t resist leaning forward quickly to lick it off. I looked up at the man who owned this Perfect Penis and smiled and said, softly, “I have to suck this cock . . .” and so I opened my mouth, closed my eyes, and sucked it in. It fit my mouth perfectly – filled up, not straining, no extra space, I didn’t have to purse my lips closed to make a seal, it just fit right in. I pushed forwards to get about three inches or so of the Perfect Penis in my mouth, and let my tongue explore around it, feeling the veins pulse and the soft skin over the hard inner tube, and the smooth, silky glans that burbled another big drop of pre-cum for me to taste.
I let it slide over the tip of my tongue, it was sweet, and hot, and tasted like just slightly slippery, slightly tart juice. I savored the taste for a brief moment but I wanted, no, needed, bigger and better things from this Perfect Penis. I started moving my head back and forth, sucking on the first half it, drawing it into my mouth, letting it caress my teeth and cheeks and gums, and jerked the other half with my warm hand, where I’d grabbed another squirt of that warming lotion. My cheeks hollowed onto the Perfect Penis as I began to draw this man’s semen up out of his body. I heard him moan softly and he put his hand under my chin, tilting my face up to see his eyes. I tried to express love and devotion and absolute slavish adoration with my eyes, as my mouth was completely stuffed with his Perfect Penis. I pushed farther down. I wanted it all.
“Oh gawd . . . that is . . .so . . . fuckin’ good!” I heard him breathe. “My sweet angel. . .” he was muttering under his breath. I so wanted to make this man feel good. I wanted him to have the best orgasm of his life into my little mouth and spurt so much semen into my tummy that I’d slosh for the rest of the day. I really went to town on him, sucking hard, harder than I can remember doing for anybody, even Daddy or Mr. Alex. I made a lot of spit and tried not to swallow it down too much, I wanted his Perfect Penis to be bathed in my mouth.
The other men were turned on too, I guess, as I felt a rope of hot sperm slap into my face across my cheek and up over the bridge of my nose. I hardly even acknowledged it. I just kept sliding my mouth back and forth, in and out, across the Perfect Penis. It came out shiny and wet, giving my jerking fingers more slippery lotion to slide with, and then went in to get bathed by my tongue and cheeks again. I heard the ‘schluck . . . schluck . . .schluck’ of my sucking, my inner voice adding ‘Mmmmmm . . .mmmmmmm . . .mmmmmmmm’ to it as I hummed my adoration of this Perfect Penis.
Another wet blast of cum hit me on the forehead, and I reached out with my left hand to grab the spurting cock, whoever it was, and jerk it off fully onto my drenched face. Gobs of hot semen rained down on me, covering my left eyebrow and eye, stinging but ignored. My right hand found another hard penis, and suddenly I was enjoying all three, sucking the Perfect Penis and jerking the other two. Eyes closed, sealed shut with sperm, I didn’t even know or care who they belonged to. All I wanted was this Perfect Penis in my mouth, and I wanted it to orgasm and flood my tummy with gallons and gallons of sperm.
I could hear the man who owned the Perfect Penis breathing heavily, grunting, giving voice to the pleasure I was bringing him. I heard him whisper, ‘close, baby, real close . . .that’s it. . .baby . . ‘ and I increased my efforts, my cheeks hollowing onto his shaft, my tongue wrapping around the weeping head, my hand sliding back and forth, between his trim belly and my swollen lips, dew beading on my upper lip. Then, my heart soared, I heard a grunt and I felt his penis swell in my mouth and a pulse slid up the underside of the shaft under my thumb and across my bottom lip.
To say the hot, creamy jet of sperm-rich semen that blasted to the back of my mouth was ‘good’ is like saying the Mona Lisa is just some painting, or that the Taj Mahal is quite a shack. The second his salty goodness struck the nerve-rich lining of my mouth I nearly passed out from the delirious feel of it, and I swear my pussy convulsed and squirted out a jet of juice on its own. My clit vibrated. It felt like I was having an orgasm but it seemed to be centered right in the middle of my belly. The splash of semen spread across my cheeks and the roof of my mouth like a tidal wave of white, infusing its’ scent and aroma all through my brain. Almost before I could process it, the Perfect Penis pulsed again, even more strongly, and a huge blast of sperm filled my mouth completely, forcing me to swallow a large part of it before I could even ‘savor the flavor’.
As I gulped, a bolt of wet sperm lashed across my lips, covering a part of the shaft of the Perfect Penis that was outside my mouth. I lipped more of the shaft into my mouth, lips sliding easily over the now-slippery Perfect Penis. Another man was unable to control his excitement, and I felt my closed right eye get flooded with a large glob that seemed to spread like spilled cream into my entire eye socket. Both of my hands, busy with jerking the offered penises were pushed in towards my face by their owners as I felt them start to shoot. My hands felt the initial drops, and then my poor little face was totally splashed from both sides at the same time. I thought I’d drown (not that that would be a BAD thing..lol). I jerked on the penises almost without really thinking what I was doing, pulling the blasts of sperm out with each hand, streams of hot salty cum flying into my face, across my cheeks and nose, up my forehead in into my hair, even down across my jaw to drip onto my boobies. Meanwhile, the Perfect Penis was throbbing in my mouth, shooting streams of hot jizz almost straight down my throat. I swallowed again, gulping the hot love down into my tummy.
The hurricane of cum ended all too soon. I whimpered as the two penises in my hands slowly softened, having discharged the contents of their lovely balls onto my dripping face, which now bore enough sperm to repopulate the world. I had streams of it across both cheeks, sliding up across my eye sockets, dangling in small strings from my brows, and tracking into my hair across my forehead. My chin was dangling icicles of sperm from at least two places, and I could feel the larger drops already drooling down onto my boobies. My mouth was still occupied by the Perfect Penis, and I didn’t want to let it go! Sadly, I felt it start to soften ever so slightly, and I felt hands pulling my shoulders back, straightening my upper body out on the stool. The wet stool, where I was leaking out pussy juice like mad. I reluctantly let the Perfect Penis slip from between my lips and gazed up shyly at the man who was attached to the other end of it, my creamy smile expressing my slavish devotion to his genital masterpiece. I licked my lips to capture any of the semen that was within reach of my tongue, and swallowed thickly the mass still in my mouth, loving the feeling of the gelatin sliding down my throat into my tummy. I leaned back and lifted my face up, displaying the spermy decoration that two or three or four or I don’t know how many of the guys, had deposited on me. I was both proud, and embarrassed, at the same time.
Proud that I, a little girl with hardly any tits to speak of, and no hips or ass quite yet, had made these guys so excited that they needed to ejaculate strongly all over my cute little face, when they’d spent years around naked pretty women and girls older than me, girls who offered their pussies and asses to them at every turn.
And yet slightly embarrassed, a nude little girl, in the presence of all these gorgeous grown up men, sexy models and actors, sitting there in full view with my face and body absolutely covered in their semen, that I’d encouraged them to spray all over me, and a tummy sloshing with at least one full load of ejaculation from the Most Gorgeous Penis In The World.
I sighed and smiled weakly. I looked up and saw the red eye of Daddy’s camera winking at me. I straightened my shoulders and leaned back, so my elbows and upper back were resting against the sofa behind me. I kicked out my stocking-clad legs and boldly said, “Ok, I need my pussy eaten. Who’s first?”
The coating of cum on my face and upper body had mostly dried and was flaking off in chunks by the time I’d had enough body-shaking orgasms, and had to push the last man’s head away from my raw and exhausted pussy. I think each one of them licked me to at least one good cum.
All I can say is, it’s a good thing your face can’t get pregnant!
Chapter
16 - Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
The fall passed. In mid-December, Daddy announced that we were going to take a nice vacation after the New Year, he’d even managed to pull me out of school for three weeks so I didn’t have to go back until Ground Dog Day. :)
A week or so before Christmas, Daddy and I were out shopping one evening. I loved to walk around downtown in the city, loved the lights and decorations and all the fancy clothes and things people were decorating with and all. I didn’t need snow to make Christmas, all I needed was lights and decorations. I had a few shopping bags full of clothes, dresses, skirts, tops, and all the other fun stuff you can get your Daddy to buy for you when you’re a little girl, and your Daddy is squirting sperm into one or another of your holes nearly every day :) LOL. I was wising up.
My eyes were bright with wonder. We stopped under one big bright canopy kind of thing, an awning Daddy called it, and while I gazed with delight at all the fancy clothes and accessories in the window, Daddy made a telephone call to someone, and I overheard him say something about ‘closing the shop off’ when we got there, and ‘seeing how much she can handle’. I giggled, thinking that Daddy was going to take me to a fancy clothing store and let me pick out as much as I could carry. When he hung up, he got a cab, and we hopped in. It was a short ride to the garage where we’d parked the car, and we dumped all the bags in the trunk. Daddy then closed the trunk up and turned to me.
“Sweetie, would you like to go on an adventure?”
I gulped and nodded. “Sure, Daddy, what kind of an adventure?”
“Well, it’s sort of a secret, and you have to promise not to tell anyone, ever, about it, ok?” he seemed very serious.
I nodded slowly. “Sure, Daddy, you know I can keep a secret.” I hopped from foot to foot, excitement starting to build. I’d worn a short plaid skirt with built-in garter straps to hold up my stockings, but I’d worn thicker kind of leggings instead of regular nylons because it was a little chilly out tonight, and Daddy said that leggings were OK to be seen on a little girls bare legs but nylon stockings weren’t, which didn’t make much sense to me. I had on a nice white blouse but no bra, because I kind of liked my bare boobies feeling against the fabric, and my rings were almost completely healed by now. I had on some nice shoes, not my high heels but they were still heels, not ugly flat shoes.
“Ok then pumkin’, let’s go!” and he held the door for me as I sat in the front next to him, and he went around and got on the driver’s side. We pulled out onto the street and Daddy kind of hummed to himself as we drove.
“Where’re we going, Daddy?” I asked, not sure if he’d tell me or not.
“Well, you’ll see when we get there. It’s a surprise, and you’ve never seen anything like it, I promise!” he said with a sly grin and a grip on my knee. I put on a fake pout and looked out the window with a ‘harrumph’ kind of sound, crossing my arms over my chest. Then I leaned over and peeked at Daddy and he was smiling at me because he knew it was just a joke. I spread my legs and he slid his hand up my legging until he came to bare thigh, and then he tickled up into my bare crotch.
“No panties! You naughty little girl!” he winked at me with a fake angry face. “What am I ever to do with you, you’re such a nasty little slut.”
I squirmed in my seat, whenever Daddy called me his little slut it sort of made my whole body tingle.
Daddy fiddled with me for a few minutes but then stopped and pulled his hand away, and I whimpered. “Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time later on . . .” he said with a sly wink. He licked his wet finger clean and put both hands on the wheel again.
We drove for a few minutes, then turned down one long street that didn’t have many shops on it except for a few liquor stores and little groceries and stuff like that, and then when that street ended, we turned again, and went down this kind of dark street with a lot of big buildings on one side of it. Then there were some stores again but they didn’t look like the kind of stores where you go in and buy nice clothes. Daddy pulled up in front of one of them. It had a sign out front that was missing some letters but it said “A ult Bo ks” and stuff like that, and had some red and green lights around the window, and you couldn’t even see in. Daddy called somebody and talked for a second and then he hung up and looked all around up and down the street. Then he turned to me and said, “All clear, honey. Let’s go.” He let me climb across and come out his door, and then he held my hand while we walked up into the store. When we went in, it was amazing! It was all bright and lit up, and had a kind of strange smell that made my nose flare. It smelled like, well, I guess, men. Not perfumey like women. More like what I smelled when lots of guys shot their sperms all over me.
There were some men standing around looking at books and stuff, and there were racks and racks of DVDs and things, and all sorts of odd stuff hanging on the walls – whips and black masks and police man handcuffs but pink, and a big case full of dildos that I recognized since I had some. When we walked in, this guy came up to Daddy and said “OK, I’ll lock up for a while. There’s a couple dozen back there, take as much time as you like. Use number 7. What should I tell ‘em?” And Daddy gave him a bunch of money, saying “Yeah, sure, thanks Mitch. This should cover your expenses. Anyone asks, just send them back. But no real slobs or drunks, right?” Some of the men were looking at us kinda odd, but then they just turned back to their books or whatever they were looking at.
“Daddy, what is this place? It looks like a place where you buy sex stuff and things, right?” I asked him.
“Yes, baby, it is. I know the man who runs it and he says we can have some fun here and no one will bother us, ok?” We were walking towards the back of the store, where there was this door that said “Theatre” over it. ‘Maybe we were going to see a movie!’ I thought. We went through the door, and there was a whole bunch of little closets on one side with lights over the doors, and they were all making kind of odd noises like people were watching TV or something inside of them, and it was all jumbled together. And there were two doors on the other side, where there was a bigger room that was like a regular movie theater but smaller. I peeked in and saw a movie playing on the screen but it didn’t look like there were many people there. There was a group of about five men off in one corner, all gathered around something but I couldn’t see what it was.
Daddy held my hand, and we walked down to about the middle of the hallway. The floor was kinda sticky, and Daddy looked up at the doors, and we saw a “7” on one, so Daddy opened the door and let me go in ahead of him. I thought it was strange that we were going in a closet.
Well, it wasn’t a closet! I realized that the sounds I heard were little TVs in the wall, and they could play porno movies! Cool! There was a little bench just inside the door, which Daddy closed and locked behind us. A screen lit up with titles of movies you could watch – all you had to do was put money in the machine and the movie would play. There was a roll of paper towels hanging on one side, and now that we were in the room, I noticed that the floor was sticky and smelled like old cum. And that’s exactly what it was! Guys would come in here and watch porno movies and give themselves orgasms.
My nostrils flared at the aroma of semen that was all over. I couldn’t believe how much the thought of this place turned me on, the idea of so many men, so many penises, so much sperm being shot out nearly made me dizzy. I sat down on the bench, and Daddy put some money in the machine. We had fun for a few minutes, channel surfing through the movies that were on display. They had a little bit of everything.
Suddenly, I heard rustling and movement in the closet next door, and I could tell that someone else had gone into it. The light went off and I heard a movie start up over there. I was just about to turn to Daddy and ask him to put more money in the machine, when I got the biggest shock of my little life! A dick came right through the wall! I realized there was a hole there big enough for you to put your penis through.
“Daddy! There’s a penis there! What’s going on? Why did that man put his penis through the wall? I don’t understand?” I whispered, not wanting to scare away the man on the other side of the wall.
Daddy chuckled. “Sweetie, that’s called a glory hole. Men put their penises through, hoping that some nice person on the other side will help give them an orgasm.”
My eyes widened. “Really? Are you kidding?”
“No, really. That’s why I brought you here. I thought you might like to . . . well, help out.” Daddy grinned at me.
“What am I supposed to do with it?” I asked, tremulous.
“Well, what would you like to do with it?” he responded.
“Could I put my hand on it?” I asked, still timid.
“Sure. Go ahead, see what happens.”
I reached out a tentative finger and touched the penis. It jumped a little bit, so I put a couple of fingers around it, and then slowly closed them and began to shuck the shaft back and forth. I heard a whispered “Thank you” from the other side and smiled to myself. I liked helping men have orgasms.
Well, you can imagine where it went from there. In about three minutes, I had a streak of semen running up my arm and my blouse had big splotches on it. I didn’t want to ruin it, so I took it off and Daddy folded it up and held on to it. The man on the other side of the wall thanked me again and I heard him leave. I figured out why Daddy brought me here. I would be able to play with as many penises as I wanted, for as long as I wanted, and could do almost anything with them.
Cool!
We waited for just a couple of seconds, and then I heard the door open and another man came in to the room next door. I anxiously awaited my prize, curious to see what kind of penis would poke through the glorious hole. I didn’t have to wait long, for another nice pink penis to show up. This one was not very long or big, but it looked cute, so I scooted over on the little bench and kissed the tip of it gently. A bead of juice bubbled out of the tip, so I slipped it into my mouth and began sucking. I heard a sigh from the other side of the wall. I leaned forwards, putting both hands on the wall on either side of the hole there, and moved my head back and forth, careful not to hit my mouth on the wall. I wasn’t used to having something like that in between me and the man I was sucking, so it took a while for me to get used to it.
This guy must have been really keyed up because I wasn’t sucking on him more than about half a minute before I heard a low rapping on the wall next to me and then he spurted three nice streams of semen into my mouth. It was a bit tart and salty and not really too good tasting, but I swallowed it down anyway, just like I always do. It only tastes odd for a second.
I turned to Daddy, cleared my throat with a couple of glumpy swallows, and grinned. “I like this place, Daddy, we need to come here more often!”
He smiled and said “I’ll remember that, Julia. In the meantime, you have another visitor to take care of. . .” and he motioned with his head towards the glorious hole. Surprise! Another nice penis was waving around, looking for attention. It was brown, and very hard, so I took it in my hand and started jerking it. He was leaking pretty good, so I rubbed the head of it in my palm and got my hand nice and wet from it, which made it easier to jerk. After a moment, I decided it looked pretty tasty, so I popped it in my mouth and I swear to God in two seconds I had another mouthful of semen. I coughed, ‘cause some of it went down the wrong pipe since I wasn’t ready. Daddy slapped me on the back a little and I coughed it up and ended up spitting some of it on the floor, but I tried to swallow as much as I could.
Suddenly, Daddy turned me to the other side, and darn if there wasn’t another glorious hole on the other side of the room! Wow! I thought, two cocks at once! I reached over to this new one and started jerking on it while I still had the brown one in my mouth, but it was getting soft so I let it slip out and turned so I could hold onto both at once. I started jerking the new one, and then the brown one went away and I concentrated on my new friend from the other side of the room. I started sucking on him, every now and then turning to check the other side. In a few minutes, another penis showed up there, so I alternated back and forth between them, sucking one for a few seconds, getting it nice and wet and then moving to the other one and sucking it. After a few minutes of this, I realized something.
At this rate, neither of the very nice penises was going to have an orgasm for like, two days. I didn’t spend enough time on one of them to make them shoot. So I just stayed sucking one of them until he knocked rapidly on the wall and two seconds later I had another nice mouthful of hot semen. I swallowed it down, and took a big swig of the water Daddy had thoughtfully brought with him. I went back over to the other penis and worked on him, waiting patiently for another penis for my free hand. And I noticed that Daddy had his phone out and was taking pictures of me and each and every one of the penises.
After a while, I got almost cock-drunk, I think they call it. Every time I turned around, there was another penis waiting for me. It was a little weird, ‘cause there wasn’t a man or a guy there, just a penis. Nothing but dark walls and penises. And Daddy, of course. I’d suck, swallow sperm, and then slide to the other side of the wall, and suck. Swallow. Slide. About every three or four penises, I’d take a nice swig of cool water to clear my mouth, because honestly, some of the semen wasn’t too good tasting. I don’t know what those men were eating or drinking but they really need to be more careful if they want girls to be swallowing their jizz.
All in all, I swallowed about half of it, and the rest I jerked off onto my bare boobies. Pretty soon, I was dribbling semen all down my front, in about a thousand lines it seemed like. They drooled down from my collar bone and then down over my boobies, and even my new rings were getting pretty well covered with spunk. But it felt so sexy and dirty, to be sitting there in this dark room, with porno movies playing in the background, with penis after penis coming through the wall, needing to be given orgasms so they’d feel better. My skirt was getting lots of spots on it from cum that dripped down from me, but Daddy said not to worry, we’d keep it as a souvenir and he’d buy me another one.
The penises were all sizes and colors – mostly pink from white guys, but quite a few brown and black ones too, and they tasted different too. Not bad, but different. Musky. Earthy, I guess you’d say. There were some really big ones, ones that I could barely get my hand around, and were too big to even fit in my mouth. Others were kinda small, but the one thing I noticed is that penis size had nothing to do with how much sperms they had, in fact, some of the smaller penises spurted out more sperm that the big ones. I thought about it and figured that maybe the big penises have so much extra room in them that most of the sperms stays in the tube. That’s one reason why I usually sucked extra hard on the longer penises, to make sure I got all the sperms out of them and the guys felt super special good.
I don’t know exactly how long Daddy and I stayed in there, but it was a pretty long time. Finally, I looked up at Daddy, my chin dripping with sperms, my chest and boobies all covered in it, and my skirt absolutely caked. “Daddy, I think I’m full now, and my arms are tired. Do you think there’s many more men that need to have orgasms here?”
He shook his head gently. “No sweetie, if you have had enough, we can leave.” I breathed a bit of a sigh of relief, actually. My butt was sore from sitting on the wood bench. The sperms were starting to dry on me and they were itchy.
I got to my feet and went to each of the holes, and bent down to talk through them.
“I have to go now, but I had fun. Maybe I’ll be back some other time, OK? Bye now.”
Daddy opened the door, still holding my blouse and as I walked out in front of him, there was a whole bunch of men standing around up and down the aisle, all smiling and cheering as I walked out. I blushed, and dropped my head shyly. I didn’t even realize that I was walking down the hallway with my boobies out all covered in sperm until we finally got out in to the lighted area of the store, and Daddy handed me my blouse.
“Here, sweetie, you’d better put this on, I don’t want you to get cold.” I laughed. Cold?
Daddy shook hands with the guy from before, and he said “Come back any time my man, she was a huge hit! I went back there twice myself!” and I blushed even redder at that. I never saw the faces of any of the men who I gave orgasms to, except this man, and here I was, sperms dripping on me from forehead to knees.
Once in the car, Daddy said he’d never seen anything like it before. I sat next to him, still sort of cock-dazed, just overwhelmed with the number of men and the amount of semen I’d either swallowed (a lot!) or had splashed on me (A LOT!). We drove in silence for a few minutes, headed back home.
After a while, I asked him how many guys he thought I’d given orgasms too. Daddy looked over at me and said, “Well, sweetie, I counted up as you helped them have orgasms, and by my count, you pleased 49 men.”
I sat back on the seat. 49! Wow! I sat there, dripping, trying to comprehend the number.
“. . .and I was hoping you’d like to make it an even 50 . . .” I heard Daddy say, as he took my hand and placed it over the huge bulge at his crotch. I frowned. His poor penis! He’d probably been so hard all night long, watching me stroke and suck on penises right in front of him, and he got no relief at all. I was sooooo sorry for him!
“Daddy! Why didn’t you tell me? I’d have taken care of you! You shouldn’t have to have a hard penis and suffer like that!” I said, scooting over a little and squirming on the seat so I could lay my head on his lap. He moved the seat back a little and tilted his steering wheel thingy so I had room for my head. I pulled down his zipper and managed to extract his poor penis somehow, it seemed harder than a bar of iron!
I jerked it back and forth a little bit, trying to bring a drop of his tasty clear lube to the top, but he shuddered a bit and said, “Ohhh, sweetie, don’t do that, I’m really really close . . .” , and I noticed a drop of white semen come bubbling out the little opening. It wasn’t the clear pre-cum juice, this was full-on spermy semen.
I licked it off with the tip of my tongue, it was really salty and hot. I jerked again a few times. I have to admit I kind of liked hearing Daddy groan and pant like that, and another big drop of semen came up, and I licked that off too. My hand was moving up and down his shaft really slowly, just sliding his skin back and forth. I knew I was torturing him, I was soooo wicked! I smiled to myself, knowing that my Daddy loved me so much that he was pumping out sperm and semen one drop at a time. So for a couple of minutes or so, it was jerk, jerk, jerk, then lick, and swallow, jerk, jerk, jerk, then lick, and swallow.
His cums were really salty and hot, like I said. Then one time, I went ‘jerk, jerk’ and just as I was about to give one more pump, he groaned out loud and said, “oh shit, sweetie, look out . . .” and his penis shuddered real big and a long white stream of semen burst out of the head and draped itself right over my nose and across my cheek into my ear. I reflexively jerked up and out on his cock, and another stream shot out, this time right into my right eye. I giggled and inched my head down enough to get the head of his dick between my lips, and then furiously jerked his penis to pull all the rest of his lovely, tasty semen out of his balls. My right hand was nearly punching me in the lips each time I came up with it. Daddy must have really been under pressure, that poor man, because I silently counted nine shots of sperm into my mouth directly, not even counting the two that hit me in the face first off. I had to swallow about halfway through his orgasm but I kept on accepting all of his sweet juice. Well, salty juice. The only time it’s really sweet is when he drinks like a gallon of pineapple juice before I suck his penis.
He finally emptied out, and I felt him relax under me, and the car slowed down because he was doing about ninety, I think. I sucked some more to make sure he was emptied out and that I’d gotten all his sperms from him. Then I just held the tip of his penis in my mouth, sucking gently as it softened up. I loved my Daddy so much. I fell asleep before we even got home.
It’s DEFINITELY a good thing your mouth can’t get pregnant!
The fall passed. In mid-December, Daddy announced that we were going to take a nice vacation after the New Year, he’d even managed to pull me out of school for three weeks so I didn’t have to go back until Ground Dog Day. :)
A week or so before Christmas, Daddy and I were out shopping one evening. I loved to walk around downtown in the city, loved the lights and decorations and all the fancy clothes and things people were decorating with and all. I didn’t need snow to make Christmas, all I needed was lights and decorations. I had a few shopping bags full of clothes, dresses, skirts, tops, and all the other fun stuff you can get your Daddy to buy for you when you’re a little girl, and your Daddy is squirting sperm into one or another of your holes nearly every day :) LOL. I was wising up.
My eyes were bright with wonder. We stopped under one big bright canopy kind of thing, an awning Daddy called it, and while I gazed with delight at all the fancy clothes and accessories in the window, Daddy made a telephone call to someone, and I overheard him say something about ‘closing the shop off’ when we got there, and ‘seeing how much she can handle’. I giggled, thinking that Daddy was going to take me to a fancy clothing store and let me pick out as much as I could carry. When he hung up, he got a cab, and we hopped in. It was a short ride to the garage where we’d parked the car, and we dumped all the bags in the trunk. Daddy then closed the trunk up and turned to me.
“Sweetie, would you like to go on an adventure?”
I gulped and nodded. “Sure, Daddy, what kind of an adventure?”
“Well, it’s sort of a secret, and you have to promise not to tell anyone, ever, about it, ok?” he seemed very serious.
I nodded slowly. “Sure, Daddy, you know I can keep a secret.” I hopped from foot to foot, excitement starting to build. I’d worn a short plaid skirt with built-in garter straps to hold up my stockings, but I’d worn thicker kind of leggings instead of regular nylons because it was a little chilly out tonight, and Daddy said that leggings were OK to be seen on a little girls bare legs but nylon stockings weren’t, which didn’t make much sense to me. I had on a nice white blouse but no bra, because I kind of liked my bare boobies feeling against the fabric, and my rings were almost completely healed by now. I had on some nice shoes, not my high heels but they were still heels, not ugly flat shoes.
“Ok then pumkin’, let’s go!” and he held the door for me as I sat in the front next to him, and he went around and got on the driver’s side. We pulled out onto the street and Daddy kind of hummed to himself as we drove.
“Where’re we going, Daddy?” I asked, not sure if he’d tell me or not.
“Well, you’ll see when we get there. It’s a surprise, and you’ve never seen anything like it, I promise!” he said with a sly grin and a grip on my knee. I put on a fake pout and looked out the window with a ‘harrumph’ kind of sound, crossing my arms over my chest. Then I leaned over and peeked at Daddy and he was smiling at me because he knew it was just a joke. I spread my legs and he slid his hand up my legging until he came to bare thigh, and then he tickled up into my bare crotch.
“No panties! You naughty little girl!” he winked at me with a fake angry face. “What am I ever to do with you, you’re such a nasty little slut.”
I squirmed in my seat, whenever Daddy called me his little slut it sort of made my whole body tingle.
Daddy fiddled with me for a few minutes but then stopped and pulled his hand away, and I whimpered. “Don’t worry, you’ll have plenty of time later on . . .” he said with a sly wink. He licked his wet finger clean and put both hands on the wheel again.
We drove for a few minutes, then turned down one long street that didn’t have many shops on it except for a few liquor stores and little groceries and stuff like that, and then when that street ended, we turned again, and went down this kind of dark street with a lot of big buildings on one side of it. Then there were some stores again but they didn’t look like the kind of stores where you go in and buy nice clothes. Daddy pulled up in front of one of them. It had a sign out front that was missing some letters but it said “A ult Bo ks” and stuff like that, and had some red and green lights around the window, and you couldn’t even see in. Daddy called somebody and talked for a second and then he hung up and looked all around up and down the street. Then he turned to me and said, “All clear, honey. Let’s go.” He let me climb across and come out his door, and then he held my hand while we walked up into the store. When we went in, it was amazing! It was all bright and lit up, and had a kind of strange smell that made my nose flare. It smelled like, well, I guess, men. Not perfumey like women. More like what I smelled when lots of guys shot their sperms all over me.
There were some men standing around looking at books and stuff, and there were racks and racks of DVDs and things, and all sorts of odd stuff hanging on the walls – whips and black masks and police man handcuffs but pink, and a big case full of dildos that I recognized since I had some. When we walked in, this guy came up to Daddy and said “OK, I’ll lock up for a while. There’s a couple dozen back there, take as much time as you like. Use number 7. What should I tell ‘em?” And Daddy gave him a bunch of money, saying “Yeah, sure, thanks Mitch. This should cover your expenses. Anyone asks, just send them back. But no real slobs or drunks, right?” Some of the men were looking at us kinda odd, but then they just turned back to their books or whatever they were looking at.
“Daddy, what is this place? It looks like a place where you buy sex stuff and things, right?” I asked him.
“Yes, baby, it is. I know the man who runs it and he says we can have some fun here and no one will bother us, ok?” We were walking towards the back of the store, where there was this door that said “Theatre” over it. ‘Maybe we were going to see a movie!’ I thought. We went through the door, and there was a whole bunch of little closets on one side with lights over the doors, and they were all making kind of odd noises like people were watching TV or something inside of them, and it was all jumbled together. And there were two doors on the other side, where there was a bigger room that was like a regular movie theater but smaller. I peeked in and saw a movie playing on the screen but it didn’t look like there were many people there. There was a group of about five men off in one corner, all gathered around something but I couldn’t see what it was.
Daddy held my hand, and we walked down to about the middle of the hallway. The floor was kinda sticky, and Daddy looked up at the doors, and we saw a “7” on one, so Daddy opened the door and let me go in ahead of him. I thought it was strange that we were going in a closet.
Well, it wasn’t a closet! I realized that the sounds I heard were little TVs in the wall, and they could play porno movies! Cool! There was a little bench just inside the door, which Daddy closed and locked behind us. A screen lit up with titles of movies you could watch – all you had to do was put money in the machine and the movie would play. There was a roll of paper towels hanging on one side, and now that we were in the room, I noticed that the floor was sticky and smelled like old cum. And that’s exactly what it was! Guys would come in here and watch porno movies and give themselves orgasms.
My nostrils flared at the aroma of semen that was all over. I couldn’t believe how much the thought of this place turned me on, the idea of so many men, so many penises, so much sperm being shot out nearly made me dizzy. I sat down on the bench, and Daddy put some money in the machine. We had fun for a few minutes, channel surfing through the movies that were on display. They had a little bit of everything.
Suddenly, I heard rustling and movement in the closet next door, and I could tell that someone else had gone into it. The light went off and I heard a movie start up over there. I was just about to turn to Daddy and ask him to put more money in the machine, when I got the biggest shock of my little life! A dick came right through the wall! I realized there was a hole there big enough for you to put your penis through.
“Daddy! There’s a penis there! What’s going on? Why did that man put his penis through the wall? I don’t understand?” I whispered, not wanting to scare away the man on the other side of the wall.
Daddy chuckled. “Sweetie, that’s called a glory hole. Men put their penises through, hoping that some nice person on the other side will help give them an orgasm.”
My eyes widened. “Really? Are you kidding?”
“No, really. That’s why I brought you here. I thought you might like to . . . well, help out.” Daddy grinned at me.
“What am I supposed to do with it?” I asked, tremulous.
“Well, what would you like to do with it?” he responded.
“Could I put my hand on it?” I asked, still timid.
“Sure. Go ahead, see what happens.”
I reached out a tentative finger and touched the penis. It jumped a little bit, so I put a couple of fingers around it, and then slowly closed them and began to shuck the shaft back and forth. I heard a whispered “Thank you” from the other side and smiled to myself. I liked helping men have orgasms.
Well, you can imagine where it went from there. In about three minutes, I had a streak of semen running up my arm and my blouse had big splotches on it. I didn’t want to ruin it, so I took it off and Daddy folded it up and held on to it. The man on the other side of the wall thanked me again and I heard him leave. I figured out why Daddy brought me here. I would be able to play with as many penises as I wanted, for as long as I wanted, and could do almost anything with them.
Cool!
We waited for just a couple of seconds, and then I heard the door open and another man came in to the room next door. I anxiously awaited my prize, curious to see what kind of penis would poke through the glorious hole. I didn’t have to wait long, for another nice pink penis to show up. This one was not very long or big, but it looked cute, so I scooted over on the little bench and kissed the tip of it gently. A bead of juice bubbled out of the tip, so I slipped it into my mouth and began sucking. I heard a sigh from the other side of the wall. I leaned forwards, putting both hands on the wall on either side of the hole there, and moved my head back and forth, careful not to hit my mouth on the wall. I wasn’t used to having something like that in between me and the man I was sucking, so it took a while for me to get used to it.
This guy must have been really keyed up because I wasn’t sucking on him more than about half a minute before I heard a low rapping on the wall next to me and then he spurted three nice streams of semen into my mouth. It was a bit tart and salty and not really too good tasting, but I swallowed it down anyway, just like I always do. It only tastes odd for a second.
I turned to Daddy, cleared my throat with a couple of glumpy swallows, and grinned. “I like this place, Daddy, we need to come here more often!”
He smiled and said “I’ll remember that, Julia. In the meantime, you have another visitor to take care of. . .” and he motioned with his head towards the glorious hole. Surprise! Another nice penis was waving around, looking for attention. It was brown, and very hard, so I took it in my hand and started jerking it. He was leaking pretty good, so I rubbed the head of it in my palm and got my hand nice and wet from it, which made it easier to jerk. After a moment, I decided it looked pretty tasty, so I popped it in my mouth and I swear to God in two seconds I had another mouthful of semen. I coughed, ‘cause some of it went down the wrong pipe since I wasn’t ready. Daddy slapped me on the back a little and I coughed it up and ended up spitting some of it on the floor, but I tried to swallow as much as I could.
Suddenly, Daddy turned me to the other side, and darn if there wasn’t another glorious hole on the other side of the room! Wow! I thought, two cocks at once! I reached over to this new one and started jerking on it while I still had the brown one in my mouth, but it was getting soft so I let it slip out and turned so I could hold onto both at once. I started jerking the new one, and then the brown one went away and I concentrated on my new friend from the other side of the room. I started sucking on him, every now and then turning to check the other side. In a few minutes, another penis showed up there, so I alternated back and forth between them, sucking one for a few seconds, getting it nice and wet and then moving to the other one and sucking it. After a few minutes of this, I realized something.
At this rate, neither of the very nice penises was going to have an orgasm for like, two days. I didn’t spend enough time on one of them to make them shoot. So I just stayed sucking one of them until he knocked rapidly on the wall and two seconds later I had another nice mouthful of hot semen. I swallowed it down, and took a big swig of the water Daddy had thoughtfully brought with him. I went back over to the other penis and worked on him, waiting patiently for another penis for my free hand. And I noticed that Daddy had his phone out and was taking pictures of me and each and every one of the penises.
After a while, I got almost cock-drunk, I think they call it. Every time I turned around, there was another penis waiting for me. It was a little weird, ‘cause there wasn’t a man or a guy there, just a penis. Nothing but dark walls and penises. And Daddy, of course. I’d suck, swallow sperm, and then slide to the other side of the wall, and suck. Swallow. Slide. About every three or four penises, I’d take a nice swig of cool water to clear my mouth, because honestly, some of the semen wasn’t too good tasting. I don’t know what those men were eating or drinking but they really need to be more careful if they want girls to be swallowing their jizz.
All in all, I swallowed about half of it, and the rest I jerked off onto my bare boobies. Pretty soon, I was dribbling semen all down my front, in about a thousand lines it seemed like. They drooled down from my collar bone and then down over my boobies, and even my new rings were getting pretty well covered with spunk. But it felt so sexy and dirty, to be sitting there in this dark room, with porno movies playing in the background, with penis after penis coming through the wall, needing to be given orgasms so they’d feel better. My skirt was getting lots of spots on it from cum that dripped down from me, but Daddy said not to worry, we’d keep it as a souvenir and he’d buy me another one.
The penises were all sizes and colors – mostly pink from white guys, but quite a few brown and black ones too, and they tasted different too. Not bad, but different. Musky. Earthy, I guess you’d say. There were some really big ones, ones that I could barely get my hand around, and were too big to even fit in my mouth. Others were kinda small, but the one thing I noticed is that penis size had nothing to do with how much sperms they had, in fact, some of the smaller penises spurted out more sperm that the big ones. I thought about it and figured that maybe the big penises have so much extra room in them that most of the sperms stays in the tube. That’s one reason why I usually sucked extra hard on the longer penises, to make sure I got all the sperms out of them and the guys felt super special good.
I don’t know exactly how long Daddy and I stayed in there, but it was a pretty long time. Finally, I looked up at Daddy, my chin dripping with sperms, my chest and boobies all covered in it, and my skirt absolutely caked. “Daddy, I think I’m full now, and my arms are tired. Do you think there’s many more men that need to have orgasms here?”
He shook his head gently. “No sweetie, if you have had enough, we can leave.” I breathed a bit of a sigh of relief, actually. My butt was sore from sitting on the wood bench. The sperms were starting to dry on me and they were itchy.
I got to my feet and went to each of the holes, and bent down to talk through them.
“I have to go now, but I had fun. Maybe I’ll be back some other time, OK? Bye now.”
Daddy opened the door, still holding my blouse and as I walked out in front of him, there was a whole bunch of men standing around up and down the aisle, all smiling and cheering as I walked out. I blushed, and dropped my head shyly. I didn’t even realize that I was walking down the hallway with my boobies out all covered in sperm until we finally got out in to the lighted area of the store, and Daddy handed me my blouse.
“Here, sweetie, you’d better put this on, I don’t want you to get cold.” I laughed. Cold?
Daddy shook hands with the guy from before, and he said “Come back any time my man, she was a huge hit! I went back there twice myself!” and I blushed even redder at that. I never saw the faces of any of the men who I gave orgasms to, except this man, and here I was, sperms dripping on me from forehead to knees.
Once in the car, Daddy said he’d never seen anything like it before. I sat next to him, still sort of cock-dazed, just overwhelmed with the number of men and the amount of semen I’d either swallowed (a lot!) or had splashed on me (A LOT!). We drove in silence for a few minutes, headed back home.
After a while, I asked him how many guys he thought I’d given orgasms too. Daddy looked over at me and said, “Well, sweetie, I counted up as you helped them have orgasms, and by my count, you pleased 49 men.”
I sat back on the seat. 49! Wow! I sat there, dripping, trying to comprehend the number.
“. . .and I was hoping you’d like to make it an even 50 . . .” I heard Daddy say, as he took my hand and placed it over the huge bulge at his crotch. I frowned. His poor penis! He’d probably been so hard all night long, watching me stroke and suck on penises right in front of him, and he got no relief at all. I was sooooo sorry for him!
“Daddy! Why didn’t you tell me? I’d have taken care of you! You shouldn’t have to have a hard penis and suffer like that!” I said, scooting over a little and squirming on the seat so I could lay my head on his lap. He moved the seat back a little and tilted his steering wheel thingy so I had room for my head. I pulled down his zipper and managed to extract his poor penis somehow, it seemed harder than a bar of iron!
I jerked it back and forth a little bit, trying to bring a drop of his tasty clear lube to the top, but he shuddered a bit and said, “Ohhh, sweetie, don’t do that, I’m really really close . . .” , and I noticed a drop of white semen come bubbling out the little opening. It wasn’t the clear pre-cum juice, this was full-on spermy semen.
I licked it off with the tip of my tongue, it was really salty and hot. I jerked again a few times. I have to admit I kind of liked hearing Daddy groan and pant like that, and another big drop of semen came up, and I licked that off too. My hand was moving up and down his shaft really slowly, just sliding his skin back and forth. I knew I was torturing him, I was soooo wicked! I smiled to myself, knowing that my Daddy loved me so much that he was pumping out sperm and semen one drop at a time. So for a couple of minutes or so, it was jerk, jerk, jerk, then lick, and swallow, jerk, jerk, jerk, then lick, and swallow.
His cums were really salty and hot, like I said. Then one time, I went ‘jerk, jerk’ and just as I was about to give one more pump, he groaned out loud and said, “oh shit, sweetie, look out . . .” and his penis shuddered real big and a long white stream of semen burst out of the head and draped itself right over my nose and across my cheek into my ear. I reflexively jerked up and out on his cock, and another stream shot out, this time right into my right eye. I giggled and inched my head down enough to get the head of his dick between my lips, and then furiously jerked his penis to pull all the rest of his lovely, tasty semen out of his balls. My right hand was nearly punching me in the lips each time I came up with it. Daddy must have really been under pressure, that poor man, because I silently counted nine shots of sperm into my mouth directly, not even counting the two that hit me in the face first off. I had to swallow about halfway through his orgasm but I kept on accepting all of his sweet juice. Well, salty juice. The only time it’s really sweet is when he drinks like a gallon of pineapple juice before I suck his penis.
He finally emptied out, and I felt him relax under me, and the car slowed down because he was doing about ninety, I think. I sucked some more to make sure he was emptied out and that I’d gotten all his sperms from him. Then I just held the tip of his penis in my mouth, sucking gently as it softened up. I loved my Daddy so much. I fell asleep before we even got home.
It’s DEFINITELY a good thing your mouth can’t get pregnant!
Chapter
17 - Flying the Friendly Skies - Christmas Vacation
A few weeks after my glorious hole adventures (OK, yeah, I know, it’s really called a ‘glory’ hole, but it was a glorious time, so that’s what I call them LOL) we had Christmas in our house. Daddy and I put up a small tree and decorated with some lights around the house and all. Daddy bought me some fabulous things, some nice jewelry like a a couple of bracelets and a really nice choker and some necklaces and even let me pick out some new nipple ring stuff too. And clothes. Wow! Lots of clothes - skirts, dresses, blouses, tops, some jeans for when I was out running around without sex, some shoes, even a neat pair of high heels that I needed to grow into ‘cause they were still a little big on me, and of course lots of underwears, including some really naughty panties that didn’t have any crotch in them! My coochie just pooched right out of it! I loved them a lot! I also got some games for my PS and Xbox too. Daddy said he’d made a bank account for me too, and was putting money into it all the time for me for college. There wasn’t much else I wanted, actually. We had a nice dinner together that Mrs Abernathy must have made and brought over on Christmas Day, and he invited her to stay and have dinner with us. Of course, I had to behave. Boo Hoo! :)
That night, as Daddy and I sat in the tub full of bubbles, playing with each other, he told me about our vacation. He’d asked me how my Christmas was so far. I had a new phone and a new TV from my birthday, and I wasn’t in to dolls or stuff anymore. I just wanted to spend time with my Daddy, that was my best present. Although, I did tell him about a fantasy that I’d recently been obsessed with, and that I wanted ever so much for it to come true sometime soon, and Daddy said he’d see if maybe he could make it happen. He took some convincing.
“Tomorrow we’re headed out on vacation, sweetie. I wanted it all to be a surprise, but we’re going to a place called Saint Martin in the Caribbean, where the weather is warm and sunny and they have really nice beaches, and we’ll be staying in a real nice hotel right on the water the whole time, and explore the island and see all kinds of nice things that I know you’ll enjoy. But that’s not the best part . . .” he said, his voice trailing off at the end as I bent over to take his penis in my mouth after I rinsed the soap off it.
“Ummm hmmmm?” I hummed, trilling over the tip of his penis with my tongue.
“Oh God . . .” he murmured. I smiled around the flesh in my mouth.
“Ummmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” I went again, and tasted a little bead of clear pre-cum out of the tip of his dick. It was ever so much fun teasing Daddy.
“Unh . . . the resort . . . oh God . . .we’re staying at is . . . oh shit . . . “ he shuddered and a big blob of semen leaked out of his penis and spread over my tongue. It was hot and salty and tasted of cranberry sauce :)
“Umm Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?” I hummed again, plunging my face down as far as I could on his penis, letting it slide over the back of my tongue and point down into my neck. I nuzzled my lips on the base of his penis and tried to stick my tongue out to lick his balls but there wasn’t room, I was just too small still.
“Oh fuck, sweetie, you are so fucking fine!” my Daddy whispered as I swallowed and gulped and massaged the shaft of his beautiful penis with my mouth and throat. I had been fondling his ball sack with my free hand and then decided to be really naughty with a little trick I’d seen on the internet. I got my hand real nice and soapy and I took my index finger and slowly moved it up and then I pushed real gently in to his butthole. My finger slid right in, it was so warm and soapy, and I pushed all the way in to my knuckle. I hoped I wouldn’t find anything, you know, gross. But I slid right in. I pushed all the way in and then bent my finger.
Daddy moaned and shuddered, and went ‘ohhhhhhhhh’ real softly. I started moving my finger in and out of his butthole, really slowly and gently. As I did, I sucked even harder on his penis, and I felt it jump in my throat.
He put his hand on my head and moved my face up and down, on and off his penis, till I was deep throating him all the way each time. God it felt so good to be used like this by Daddy, I really loved it when he took charge and just used my body for his pleasure, like it was made for it. I figured that he and Mommy had made me, so I owed my life to him and if he wanted to spend the rest of his life putting his penis in me, I wouldn’t mind at all, especially since it gave both of us so much pleasure and orgasms.
I kept wriggling my finger around in his rear end, and then I felt a hard little nut kind of thing in there, and I realized it must be his prostrate, I think that’s what they called in on the internet. I pushed into it kinda hard, and oh my god it was like I set off an atom sperm bomb in my mouth. Daddy almost screamed and he grabbed my head real hard and held it down on his cock, and I felt his whole body shudder and shake. His penis expanded in my mouth like nothing I’d ever felt, and a huge big waterfall of sperm blew out right into my neck and down my throat. I felt it drain down into my tummy, and I raised my head up so I could taste it and just as Daddy’s penis came up out of my throat I pressed up on his prostrate again and the atom bomb went off again in my mouth, only this time it filled up my entire mouth with cock and sperms. It was so hot and salty and thick! I gulped, and he shot again, the white cream filling my cheeks and running over my tongue. Daddy was moaning and grunting and panting and thrashing around in the tub, and his whole lower body was trying to get into my mouth but there was only room for his penis and all of his semen.
I kept pressing and he kept shooting, it was like I’d discovered a fountain of delicious sperm and all I had to do to drink from it was press the little nut in his butt. Nut in his butt! Ha ha I made a poem!
But I guess Daddy isn’t made COMPLETELY out of sperm (boohoo!) because he did stop shooting sperms after a minute but he kept on shuddering and splashing in the tub, his feet kicked out straight and I felt his legs tense up and then relax and then tense up again. I had about half of his penis in my mouth, and I wrestled with it with my tongue. My tummy felt all warm and good with so much of his sperm in it. I tried to keep it all in but some leaked out around my lips and drooled down over my chin. When it was finally over, I slid my finger out of Daddy’s butt real easy, and swished it around in the bathtub water. I slowly slid my mouth up off of his penis and kissed it one last time and then sat back in the water, suds and semen dripping down my boobs.
“Now, what were you saying?” I laughed thickly through the mass of unswallowed semen in my mouth, as Daddy tried to regain his sanity.
“What I started to say, before you somehow managed to suck my guts out,” he grinned, “was that the resort we’re staying at is what they call ‘clothing optional’. In other words, it’s a nudist, or naturist, resort.”
“You mean we can’t wear clothes there” I asked with a quizzical look.
“No, you CAN, but you don’t HAVE to,” he clarified. “Of course, you wear clothes when you check in but after that, you can go sunbathing on the beach or get a massage, or even eat your meals totally naked. It’s up to you.”
“That sounds like a lot of fun, Daddy. Will there be other people there too?”
“Of course, sweetie, there’ll be others. It’s a small resort, maybe a hundred or so at the most. Plus the staff, of course.
“And I can go topless? I want to show off my new rings and get a nice tan with no lines.”
“Sure can. Bottomless too, if you want. Just gotta watch about getting too much sand in your crack!” and with that last word he splashed a ton of water on me and I shrieked and splashed back at him and we spent the next five minutes spraying spermy water, suds, and soap bubbles all over each other.
Finally, though, we climbed out of the bathtub and Daddy dried me off with one of my favorite big fluffy towels. While he did, I checked myself out in the big mirror.
My longish brown hair fell down almost to my nipples. My boobs were filling out nicely, my B cup bras were getting snug, and I couldn’t wait to move into a C cup. The nipple rings shone in the bright light of the bathroom. I tweaked each one in turn to make my nipples stand out. My hips were nicely flared out now, and my butt was firm and tight and not real big. I didn’t want a big fat ass like some girls. I wanted tight and taut. My pussy, clean shaved and smooth, pooched out with visible lips, a nice change from when I was a little girl and only had the slit up between my legs. My legs were getting long, which I liked. I turned to the side and stuck one leg out to see how I looked from the back. Not bad, kiddo. I smiled inside.
I pulled Daddy in to my bedroom by the hand, and flopped down on the bed. I spread my legs as wide as I could get them and held my hands on the inside of my kneecaps.
“C’mon Daddy, please, I need some orgasms. Please, let’s make love all night . . .” I pleaded, wriggling my hips and trying to entice him on top of me. “I need you to fuuuuuuuuuck me!” I groaned.
Daddy smiled and knelt down between my legs and lowered his face to my crotch. I put my hands on his head and held him closely and shuddered as I felt his tongue slide gently up and my pussy lips, and humped my hips up to meet him. I felt his thumbs separate my lips even wider and he started sliding his tongue up to my clitty and down into my pussy, back and forth. He was getting me really wet down there, and I was squirming around like a worm on a hot stove. I felt one finger slide up into me and start to scratch that Gee spot on the top of my pussy, that felt so good. I held Daddy’s head into me and rocked my pussy against his mouth just like he did with me when I was sucking him. My first orgasm struck about thirty seconds into Daddy scratching my Gee spot and I screamed in pleasure. He grabbed my clitty between his teeth and lightly sucked and pulled and bit and that set me off again and this time I think I shuddered for about a minute, my whole pussy and crotch was on fire and it felt like someone had set off dynamite in my pussy.
Daddy then licked very gently up and down my crack, letting me relax and come down from the high of the orgasm for a while, just sliding his finger in and out of me slowly, rotating his fingertip so that he touched every part of me. My hands drifted to my boobs and I started squeezing and pulling them, my nipples sending little shock-waves of almost-pain down my whole body, until my toes tingled and my head felt like the top was going to blow off. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, as the waterfall of feelings crashed over me, my pussy convulsing around Daddy’s tongue, my clitty vibrating and thrumming as he nibbled on it relentlessly, my tits throbbing as I pulled at the rings, distending my nipples out as far as I could stand.
Daddy just kept licking and sucking and pulling and pushing at me and I kept on squirming and sobbing and having orgasms, until I finally had to push his head away, I was crying from pleasure and joy and my whole body was on fire, my poor little pussy was red and raw and wet, dripping down onto my bedcovers until I could feel the wet spot under my butt. My body was covered in sweat, my little nipples throbbing.
“Ohhhhh Daddy . . . puleeeze stop, stop stop . . .” I groaned, trying to roll over and hide my pussy from his demanding tongue. That may have been a mistake, because all he did was grab my butt cheeks in both hands, pull them apart, and shove his tongue right up my butthole! I shrieked again and wriggled trying to get loose but he wouldn’t let me. He pushed his hard tongue up into me and then started moving it in and out, getting me all wet and slippery and I couldn’t breathe hardly and then he put his thumb in my pussy and I had stuff in both holes down there and I couldn’t think straight and I think I passed out for a minute because when I woke up, I had been rolled back over onto my back and my legs were up on Daddy’s shoulders and he had started to slide his penis right in to me. I yelped and reached down to spread my lips open as much as I could. I grunted as he slipped the head of his penis into me, I was still sort of small down there and Daddy’s penis was quite big, thank you very much. But I pushed up with my hips and he pushed down, and I sighed as he slid in a few inches. He leaned down to kiss me and I sucked on his tongue, the tongue that had just been half way up my pussy and my butt but I didn’t care.
Daddy started thrusting in and out of me, going a tiny bit deeper each time, until he was sliding almost all of his shaft into me each time, and I felt that dull tang of pain every time he went all the way in, as his cockhead hit me in the cervix. My clitty was getting rolled in and out every time he went in and out because the fit down there was so tight, so in about three seconds I had a tremendous orgasm and clenched down on Daddy so tightly he grunted and held still for a few seconds until I was able to release. That’s the way it went for about ten minutes, I think, Daddy would push in and out of me about ten times and then I’d come really hard and clench down, and then he’d go at it again and I was coming right out of my head and my pussy was soaking wet. I beat on the bed with both arms out to my sides, shaking my head side to side as I climaxed.
I guess because I’d just sucked a nice load out of Daddy, he could go on fucking me forever, it seemed. I just kept having orgasm after orgasm. I finally had to beg him to cum in me and flood my little pussy with his sperm.
“ohhhhh Daddy . . . puleeeze. . . cum in me. . .squirt it . . .cum . . .pleaze . . .cum . . .” I groaned breathlessly as he pummeled me over and over. I had to lower my legs to the bed and I put my arms around him and pulled him close to me, and then he finally groaned, “oh god sweetie, here I cum . . .” and I felt him pulse down there, and he shoved the head of his marvelous cock right up against my cervix and flooded my womb with his seeds. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, I felt him explode millions of his sperm cells up in to me. He moaned and sighed and I squeaked and came again when I felt my uterus suck up all of his cum.
We lay on the bed then, still joined at the crotch, my Daddy’s big adult body smothering me, his big adult-sized cock stretching my little pre-teen pussy almost to the breaking point, trying to catch our breath, kissing and nibbling on each other. I pulled his head down to my lips and said, “I love you so much Daddy, please cum in me every day over and over, I love your sperms . . .” and he said “I love you even more punkin’ . . .” and we just lay there together in love.
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The next day was a whirlwind. We got up and packed really fast, Daddy had already done his and I didn’t need to bring too much, just my usual girly stuff and some beach wear and junk like that. He called a limo to take us to the airport and we got on a fancy jet plane. It was right near the place where you checked in, we just had to walk out the door and it was about 20 feet away. It was white and had all sorts of swoopy paint on it and was really pretty.
We climbed up the stairs into it, and there was a very rich and distinguished looking man there with a big head of silver hair and a nice beard, he greeted Daddy and shook my hand, and said ‘Welcome to my plane.’ So I guess it was his plane. Daddy leaned over to me and whispered that it was a good friend of his from business. The man disappeared into an office at the back of the plane, and Daddy and I had the whole cabin to ourselves! It was very luxurious, the seats were more like living room recliners and there were TVs and nice windows with drapes and everything. Very fancy. As we were getting into our seats, the pilot guy came out and said hello to Daddy and shook our hands. He was a really handsome man, a little older than Daddy but very tall and tanned he looked almost like a movie star or something. He said the flight would be about three hours long and they didn’t expect any terbulense or anything like that. He looked at me and smiled and winked and I blushed. I had on a green tube top that showed my belly button and a short kind of pleated skirt and some regular shoes with just smallish heels. I didn’t have a bra on, and I think the pilot guy could see my nips. He knelt down so he was face to face with me and said, “I hear you’re a very grown up young lady. That’s very nice, I think you’re very attractive, and your Dad is lucky to be going on vacation with you.” I mumbled something and had my head down, and then he more or less stood up, and I raised my head a little bit and I was looking straight at his crotch. I could see the outline of his penis in his pants, they were kind of tight, and his penis went down the top of his leg and looked enormous. I blushed even more, but he turned and walked back up to his cabin in front.
Daddy and I sat facing each other right behind the wing on one side. We all strapped in and then the jet went out onto the runway. We sat in one spot for a few minutes, and then we turned and started to speed up. I got a little frightened but Daddy held my hand and said, “Hold on, sweetie!” and the jet went really fast and then WHOOOOSH it took off and it seemed to climb straight up! I got a rush from the sensation and looked out the window and the ground was dropping off so fast! The jet zoomed up into the clouds and after a few minutes it seemed to shake a little bit and slow down, but Daddy said we’d reached ‘cruising altitude’ whatever that means. The plane just seemed to float then, you could hardly hear anything at all except the rumble from the engines. I was fascinated, looking out the window at the ground so far below. I could see the land and roads but then everything just turned white or brown or green.
Then, from up behind a curtain at the front of the plane, a beautiful girl stepped out, she was dressed in a really short skirt and very high heels and a blouse that was almost open all the way to her belly. You could see almost all of her boobies, and I fell immediately in love with her! She was really tall, with shimmery blonde hair that almost went all the way to her waist. Even Daddy sat up when she came back to us. She smiled at us and leaned over the seat.
“Good Morning, Mr Williams, and welcome to our flight. What can I get you and your lovely young lady here?” she smiled, leaning way over. I couldn’t help but look at her chest, she bent over so far her boobs were almost coming out of her top. I peeked in and I could see her nipple! And she had a bar through it, just like a ring only a bar instead!
“Thank you, Christine. I’ll have an orange juice please and a small steak if I could, and Julia, will have . . .” and he paused and looked over at me and I blurted out, “Your boobs . . .” ! OMG I blushed so hard and turned bright red that that came out of my mouth. I was staring at them so hard and didn’t even think!
She laughed, though, a throaty little laugh that seemed to burble up out of her and tumble out like water over a rock. “Well, maybe later, but for now how about some juice and cereal?” and I nodded and blushed even more red, sitting back in my seat and trying to be an inch tall.
In a few minutes, she brought a cart down to us with Daddy’s breakfast and my juice and cereal in a fancy china bowl. Daddy and I ate, looking out the windows in wonder. Well, I did anyway, Daddy’s been in planes all over the place for years, but this was my first ever plane ride. I decided I liked it.
About a half hour later, the girl Christine came back to get our dishes and stuff, and she winked at me and said, “Hey, Julia, how would you like to come up and see the fancy galley where we work?” and I nodded and looked at Daddy and he raised one eyebrow and said, “Sure, sweetie, have fun, just don’t be a bother to Christine, OK?” and Christine said, “Oh, I’m sure she’ll be no bother at all.”
I slid out of my seat and followed the girl. Well, she was probably 19 or 20, so she was pretty grown up, I guess. I found myself watching her butt cheeks shake up and down as she walked briskly up the aisle. Her skirt was short and tight and blue, and barely covered her butt. She was bare-legged, but had nice stiletto heels on that I wanted immediately! Her blouse was now tied in a big knot under her boobs in front. She was gorgeous! I wanted to be like her!
She held open the curtain at the end of the aisle, and showed me her little kitchen area. It was pretty cool, she had an oven kind of thingy that she could heat stuff up in, and a microwave, and a little sink and refrigerator under the counter. There was bottles of beer and drinks and stuff on the wall behind a rail so they wouldn’t fall out, and glasses and everything to have a party, which I guess they did on this plane a lot. On the other side of the aisle she had a whole bed in kind of a bunk situation, it folded down when she wanted to sleep on it or got folded up out the way otherwise. There was even two chairs for her, and a lamp and a tv and it looked almost like a doll’s house but bigger.
“On a plane, this is called a galley, or sometimes a crew compartment,” she said to me, pointing out the various parts of it. “We generally fix drinks or small meals here for passengers, and can even bunk here if we need to on longer trips. This plane can fly almost halfway around the world without stopping, so they have to plan for everything. Up front, of course, is the pilots area. Maybe we can take a look up there later, ok?” she said, smiling at me. I just nodded and acted stupid, I was so enthralled by her. She absolutely radiated sex.
“So I hear you and your father are going to Orient Bay, is that right?” she asked, motioning me to sit on one of the little chairs she had, while she leaned against the counter across from me.
“Yeah, I guess so, that’s what it’s called. Daddy says it’s a nudist beach place.” I said, reddening a bit.
“Oh yeah, it is. I’ve been there dozens of times. It’s great, they pamper you like mad, the people are gorgeous, and the staff is always there, and let me tell you, they have some pretty sexy hunks working there!” she laughed.
“You’ve been to nude places?” I said breathlessly. “What’s it like? I mean, do they have sex all over the place, or what?”
“Oh, no, not really. I mean, yeah, every now and then you see some people getting it on or hooking up, but not a lot. It’s just a bunch of naked people, of all sizes and types, you know, and once you’ve seen one pair of tits, you’ve seen them all, right? Of course, not every girl there is as pretty as you, trust me!” she said, flashing her white teeth.
“As me? What about you, you must have about a hundred boyfriends there. You’re really pretty!” I gushed at her. I was starting to relax a little bit around Christine, she seemed so friendly and outgoing.
“Oh yeah, well, I suppose I do all right . . .and these don’t hurt, I guess.” She said, casting her eyes down at her bosom.
“They’re . . . beautiful.” I whispered. “I saw . . .your . . .you have a . . .nipple thing . . .” I stammered, not really sure how to say it.
“Yeah, I’ve got a barbell in today. Want to see ‘em?” she asked brightly, as if she was going to show me a new puppy or something.
I sort of swallowed hard, and nodded wordlessly.
She undid the knot in her blouse at the bottom of her breasts, and pulled the sides apart. Her breasts popped into view, and they were absolutely breathtaking. Perfectly round top and bottom, the size of cantaloupes, they were a delicious golden brown color matching her tan, the areolas perfectly round and the size of big silver dollars. The nipples both had a silver barbell through them with colored gems on the ends. My eyes must have looked like I’d never seen tits before. Christine chuckled.
“Go ahead – touch them if you’d like. They won’t bite, I promise.”
I reached out with both hands, trembling, as if mesmerized. My palms covered her nipples, fingertips testing the firmness on the upper slopes. They felt warm to the touch, firm but not rock hard. I squeezed, and I heard Christine inhale. “That feels nice, Julia. Please, don’t stop.” I kneaded her boobs for a moment, feeling the nipples harden under my palms, the barbell providing some sort of sensory heightening feeling too.
Then, she moved forwards a bit and bent over. She took one breast in her fingers and, like a momma bird at the nest, offered the teat to my mouth. “Taste me . . . “ she breathed. I wasn’t even thinking straight. I opened my mouth and fastened my lips to her nipple, the silver bar feeling odd clinking against my teeth. I teased her nipple with my tongue and Christine moaned quietly, and she put her other hand on the back of my head, holding my sucking mouth to her bosom.
I worried her breast until the nipple was rock-hard beneath my tongue, and then moved to the other. We were both breathing heavily, I thought our passion would be heard through-out the plane but didn’t care. Christine shrugged out of her blouse and my hands tenderly rubbed up and down her rib cage. Her skin was silky smooth, not a blemish on her anywhere, and tanned like a jungle goddess.
Finally she pushed my head away from her boobs with a sigh. “That’s enough for now. I need to see you . . .” she panted, holding my hands to pull me up out of the chair. She turned us around so I was against the counter top, and then put her hands on my hips. “Uppps-a-Daisy!” she said, lifting me up and plopping my butt down on the cold countertop.
She looked in to my eyes. “Ever been with another girl?” she asked.
I shook my head slowly, gravely. I was staring to shiver.
“Ever had your pussy licked?”
I nodded this time. “Umm hummmm”
“But never by another girl?”
I shook my head again.
“Well, you’re in for a treat, sweetie.” She was pulling at my legs as she spoke, they seemed to be spreading of their own mind. She reached up and started sliding my panties down, I’d worn a rather plain pair of blue satin ones under my skirt. I lifted my butt and let her, bringing my legs together to make it easier to slide them off. The counter was cool on my butt cheeks but I could feel my pussy starting to get wet already. I would have let this girl do anything to me, I didn’t care at the moment. All I wanted was to be with her.
She held an ankle in each hand, and spread me open in front of her like a Christmas turkey. I heard her breath intake.
“Oh my god . . . you’re beautiful . . . so young . . . so smooth . . .” she murmured, and I found myself nodding. “You . . . shave?” she whispered.
“Umm hmmmm” I breathed back.
“So do I . . . it’s ever so much . . . cleaner.“ And she leaned in. I felt her hot breath on my lips just a micro-second before her tongue slipped in to my channel and I shuddered. She pushed in and out a few times and then withdrew, to slide her tongue up and down along my lips, sucking in my moisture. She carved a trail all the way up one side and down the other, spreading her saliva on me like it was a salve. Then she went back to the top and started down again, but swiping her tongue from side to side, whipping my lips back and forth. She knew every little nook and cranny to investigate. After thoroughly bathing my pussy lips with her spit, she slowly trailed back up with the tip of her tongue and captured my clitty between her lips. I was moaning under my breath now, wriggling my hips back and forth, intent on magnifying the glorious feelings she was pulling out of me. My clitty seemed super-sensitive now, and she sucked at it like it was a miniature penis, trilling it with her tongue while she slowly inserted two fingers up into me and started moving them in and out. I had both hands on either side of me, holding my torso upright but I couldn’t maintain that position long, not with the massive orgasm about to overtake my brain. I leaned back until I hit something to hold me up and reached for her. I put my hands on her forearms, that were themselves holding my thighs apart while her face was in my crotch.
“oh my god. . . Christine . . .I’m . . . .I’m gunna . . .gunna. . .” I whispered, and she mouthed “Go on, yes, cum my little angel, cum for me. . .” into my pussy. So I did. I bit my lip to keep from crying out and my pussy exploded around her sucking mouth, my hips shaking back and forth on the counter. I was afraid I’d break something or make a mess but that part of me didn’t care, so long as I had my orgasm. Christine intensified her efforts, licking, sucking, biting, thrusting, bringing me to a second peak almost before the first had echoed away, I clenched my knees around her ears, not wanting to hurt her but unable to keep my passion from exploding.
“Oh. . .unh. . .keep going . . . keep going. . .” I urged her, and she nodded, understanding that I wanted more, needed more.
Beautiful Christine took me to half a dozen shattering orgasms before I finally had to stop and gently push her face away from me, breathing “Enough . . .enough . .” to her. She looked up at me, the bottom half of her face soaking wet with my secretions, smiling, proud of her devilish practice.
“Oh baby . . . you’re a hot one aren’t you?” she smirked. “You can pop all day long, I’ll bet.” She grinned at me, straightening up and leaning in to kiss me with wet lips that tasted salty and slippery. “I love it. There’s nothing like a good cum slut who can toss her cookies over and over” she grinned at me. “And I’d bet my bottom dollar you are.”
For a moment we just stayed there, me on the countertop, sliding around on the puddle of wetness we’d both created, her hugging me to her breasts, her scent filling my nose with vanilla and cocoanut and desert islands. I hooked my legs around her waist for security. I could feel and hear her breathing above my head on her shoulders.
“Julia?” she whispered.
“Umm hmmm?” was all I could muster.
“Can I ask you a really personal question?”
I paused. “Umm hummmm. I guess so.”
She pulled back to hold my shoulders and look right in my eyes. I melted. “You’re fucking your daddy, aren’t you?” she whispered, barely audible.
I hesitated. I knew how much trouble Daddy could get into if I ever told. I looked doubtful and lowered my eyes.
“It’s OK sweetie, I promise. I swear I’d never ever tell anyone. You can trust me, really,” she said softly, kissing the top of my forehead.
I gulped and swallowed nervously but somehow, for some reason, I wasn’t afraid of the truth.
I nodded my head. “Yes.” I answered, simply.
Her grin broadened and she smiled at me, again with the perfectly white teeth dazzling my eyes.
“I thought so, from the moment you came on board. It’s just the way you look at him. And ya want to know what?”
I nodded dumbly.
“I did too. I mean, not your Daddy, but mine. My mother left us when I was six and Daddy was terribly lonely, raising my brother, he’s four years older, and me. I knew Daddy was so sad and when I was nine I crawled into his bed and I didn’t leave it for the next ten years.”
You can’t imagine how amazing that made me feel, knowing that not only was I not the only little girl who was in love with and having sex with her Daddy, but that beautiful Christine was just like me when she was a kid too.
“You mean . . . ?” I asked
“Yep.” She said, simply. “Lots. It made both of our lives complete. I know some people think it’s horribly wrong, and maybe they’re right when it’s forced or the child is taken advantage of, but that wasn’t our way. My Daddy was very lonely, he never had the time to find another woman and have a regular relationship, but I was there and I loved him and I wanted so much to make him happy. He taught me how to love, and be loved, and we’ve never ever had any regrets. I didn’t fuck anybody else until I was eighteen, but I still fuck my Daddy when I need to. Once I got started, there was no stopping me. He only let me use my hands at first, but then I begged and begged to suck on him and he taught me everything. He would eat my pussy for hours, too. When I was your age I took him in my ass and we did it that way for a couple of years, until I was big enough, big enough to take him in my cunt.”
Her use of the rough-sounding C-word rang in my ears. I nodded. “Me too. I love sucking on Daddy”. I blushed. “I’ve done it with other guys too. And boys. I guess I’m a slut, right?”
Christine looked at me and laughed. “Well, maybe, according to some, but you’re a good slut. Like me. I love sex. I love cumming. I love giving other people pleasure. That’s you, right?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I guess so. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there really? I mean, making people happy?”
“Not at all, sweetie, not at all. Nobody’s forced you to do anything, have they?”
“No, never. And I’ve done a lot.” And I started to tell her about Mr Alex and his friends, and Abe and his buddies, and the men at the hotel and the glorious hole. She listened completely, stopping me every now and then to say , “Yeah, isn’t it?” or “Don’t you just love that?” or “I know, it’s sloppy some times, but they seem to love it.”
As we talked, we were stroking each other, she ran her hands up and down my legs, and I idly toyed with her breasts and nipples. When I finished, she looked at me and said, “You’ve been quite a little sex bomb, haven’t you. But there’s one thing I haven’t heard. . . “ and her voice faded away.
I was mystified. What hadn’t I done? But she just looked at me with a sly smile on her face and leaned back in her chair. She pulled me off the counter top to crouch between her legs, which she spread and hung over my shoulders. Now I knew what she wanted. “I’ll teach you, honey, don’t worry. It’ll come naturally to you, trust me. We girls know what feels good.” I nodded, a little bit fearful, but also curious and anxious to learn some new stuff.
She pulled her panties off with a flourish, and tossed them in the corner. “Let the pilot find them when we land!” she laughed. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”
I leaned in close to her. I had never really seen a real, live, grown up woman’s pussy before, just in pictures and the internet. I was fascinated. Her lips were small, tight, not big flaps like some I’d seen. She was shaved smooth, like she said, and a sharp, tangy aroma came up out of her crotch to insinuate itself into my brain. Her clitty was a big button, living in its little cover of skin above the top of her hole. It looked red and throbbing. Her pussy was leaking a little bit of clear juice. I reached down with one finger to touch it and taste. Nothing. Very slightly salty, but other than that, very bland. A little strawberry too, I found on my second taste.
“You know what everything is down there, right, so I don’t have to tell you. That clit is super sensitive, and it gets bigger and better with age.” she said. “When you start off, start off smooth and easy and gentle. You don’t need to beat it to death, right?”
I leaned in closer and closed my eyes, breathing in the aroma of aroused woman. It did something to my senses. When I closed my eyes, I saw a pussy behind my eyelids. As I moved closer, my tongue became a cock, and I swiped it along her lips, tasting the skin and flesh of another woman for the first time. I could feel her tense and start to pulsate, her hips rocked a little to push herself into me just like a man would.
I let her guide my face around her crotch, wanting nothing more than to make this gorgeous creature orgasm her brains out. Her first one flooded my mouth with liquid, I thought she was peeing but it wasn’t bad tasting or tangy like Daddy’s pee can be, so I just kept on what I was doing.
Within about fifteen minutes, I got a crash course in eating pussy. Christine must have had at least four or five good orgasms, judging by the way she thrashed around on the chair and squirted in my face. I was getting soaked! But I loved it, it felt really nice to think that I could make this beautiful, vivacious woman have such nice cums. When she finally had enough, she pulled me up and kissed me, licking all over my face, murmuring “oh, my sweet angel. . .” over and over. We finally collected ourselves a little bit, I put my panties back on and she made us warm towels to wash our faces with. I couldn’t resist sucking on her boobs one more time, and she wanted to see mine, so I proudly showed her my little boobs and my rings. She looked at them and said they looked like they were healed nicely, and said that she thinks I’m going to have nice breasts just like her. I sure hope so!
So we sat and giggled about things for a few minutes, and then all of a sudden the pilot guy got on the intercom and said we’d be landing in Saint Martin in about 10 minutes and we had to get back and put our seat belts on and stuff. I gave Christine a hug and she slipped a piece of paper into my hand as I left. I nearly skipped all the way back to Daddy, who was sleeping with one hand under his chin, the big dope. I kissed him and woke him up.
“Hey, wake up sleepy head, we’re almost there!”. He came awake and smiled at me and kissed me. I know he could taste Christine on me but he didn’t say anything.
A few weeks after my glorious hole adventures (OK, yeah, I know, it’s really called a ‘glory’ hole, but it was a glorious time, so that’s what I call them LOL) we had Christmas in our house. Daddy and I put up a small tree and decorated with some lights around the house and all. Daddy bought me some fabulous things, some nice jewelry like a a couple of bracelets and a really nice choker and some necklaces and even let me pick out some new nipple ring stuff too. And clothes. Wow! Lots of clothes - skirts, dresses, blouses, tops, some jeans for when I was out running around without sex, some shoes, even a neat pair of high heels that I needed to grow into ‘cause they were still a little big on me, and of course lots of underwears, including some really naughty panties that didn’t have any crotch in them! My coochie just pooched right out of it! I loved them a lot! I also got some games for my PS and Xbox too. Daddy said he’d made a bank account for me too, and was putting money into it all the time for me for college. There wasn’t much else I wanted, actually. We had a nice dinner together that Mrs Abernathy must have made and brought over on Christmas Day, and he invited her to stay and have dinner with us. Of course, I had to behave. Boo Hoo! :)
That night, as Daddy and I sat in the tub full of bubbles, playing with each other, he told me about our vacation. He’d asked me how my Christmas was so far. I had a new phone and a new TV from my birthday, and I wasn’t in to dolls or stuff anymore. I just wanted to spend time with my Daddy, that was my best present. Although, I did tell him about a fantasy that I’d recently been obsessed with, and that I wanted ever so much for it to come true sometime soon, and Daddy said he’d see if maybe he could make it happen. He took some convincing.
“Tomorrow we’re headed out on vacation, sweetie. I wanted it all to be a surprise, but we’re going to a place called Saint Martin in the Caribbean, where the weather is warm and sunny and they have really nice beaches, and we’ll be staying in a real nice hotel right on the water the whole time, and explore the island and see all kinds of nice things that I know you’ll enjoy. But that’s not the best part . . .” he said, his voice trailing off at the end as I bent over to take his penis in my mouth after I rinsed the soap off it.
“Ummm hmmmm?” I hummed, trilling over the tip of his penis with my tongue.
“Oh God . . .” he murmured. I smiled around the flesh in my mouth.
“Ummmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” I went again, and tasted a little bead of clear pre-cum out of the tip of his dick. It was ever so much fun teasing Daddy.
“Unh . . . the resort . . . oh God . . .we’re staying at is . . . oh shit . . . “ he shuddered and a big blob of semen leaked out of his penis and spread over my tongue. It was hot and salty and tasted of cranberry sauce :)
“Umm Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm?” I hummed again, plunging my face down as far as I could on his penis, letting it slide over the back of my tongue and point down into my neck. I nuzzled my lips on the base of his penis and tried to stick my tongue out to lick his balls but there wasn’t room, I was just too small still.
“Oh fuck, sweetie, you are so fucking fine!” my Daddy whispered as I swallowed and gulped and massaged the shaft of his beautiful penis with my mouth and throat. I had been fondling his ball sack with my free hand and then decided to be really naughty with a little trick I’d seen on the internet. I got my hand real nice and soapy and I took my index finger and slowly moved it up and then I pushed real gently in to his butthole. My finger slid right in, it was so warm and soapy, and I pushed all the way in to my knuckle. I hoped I wouldn’t find anything, you know, gross. But I slid right in. I pushed all the way in and then bent my finger.
Daddy moaned and shuddered, and went ‘ohhhhhhhhh’ real softly. I started moving my finger in and out of his butthole, really slowly and gently. As I did, I sucked even harder on his penis, and I felt it jump in my throat.
He put his hand on my head and moved my face up and down, on and off his penis, till I was deep throating him all the way each time. God it felt so good to be used like this by Daddy, I really loved it when he took charge and just used my body for his pleasure, like it was made for it. I figured that he and Mommy had made me, so I owed my life to him and if he wanted to spend the rest of his life putting his penis in me, I wouldn’t mind at all, especially since it gave both of us so much pleasure and orgasms.
I kept wriggling my finger around in his rear end, and then I felt a hard little nut kind of thing in there, and I realized it must be his prostrate, I think that’s what they called in on the internet. I pushed into it kinda hard, and oh my god it was like I set off an atom sperm bomb in my mouth. Daddy almost screamed and he grabbed my head real hard and held it down on his cock, and I felt his whole body shudder and shake. His penis expanded in my mouth like nothing I’d ever felt, and a huge big waterfall of sperm blew out right into my neck and down my throat. I felt it drain down into my tummy, and I raised my head up so I could taste it and just as Daddy’s penis came up out of my throat I pressed up on his prostrate again and the atom bomb went off again in my mouth, only this time it filled up my entire mouth with cock and sperms. It was so hot and salty and thick! I gulped, and he shot again, the white cream filling my cheeks and running over my tongue. Daddy was moaning and grunting and panting and thrashing around in the tub, and his whole lower body was trying to get into my mouth but there was only room for his penis and all of his semen.
I kept pressing and he kept shooting, it was like I’d discovered a fountain of delicious sperm and all I had to do to drink from it was press the little nut in his butt. Nut in his butt! Ha ha I made a poem!
But I guess Daddy isn’t made COMPLETELY out of sperm (boohoo!) because he did stop shooting sperms after a minute but he kept on shuddering and splashing in the tub, his feet kicked out straight and I felt his legs tense up and then relax and then tense up again. I had about half of his penis in my mouth, and I wrestled with it with my tongue. My tummy felt all warm and good with so much of his sperm in it. I tried to keep it all in but some leaked out around my lips and drooled down over my chin. When it was finally over, I slid my finger out of Daddy’s butt real easy, and swished it around in the bathtub water. I slowly slid my mouth up off of his penis and kissed it one last time and then sat back in the water, suds and semen dripping down my boobs.
“Now, what were you saying?” I laughed thickly through the mass of unswallowed semen in my mouth, as Daddy tried to regain his sanity.
“What I started to say, before you somehow managed to suck my guts out,” he grinned, “was that the resort we’re staying at is what they call ‘clothing optional’. In other words, it’s a nudist, or naturist, resort.”
“You mean we can’t wear clothes there” I asked with a quizzical look.
“No, you CAN, but you don’t HAVE to,” he clarified. “Of course, you wear clothes when you check in but after that, you can go sunbathing on the beach or get a massage, or even eat your meals totally naked. It’s up to you.”
“That sounds like a lot of fun, Daddy. Will there be other people there too?”
“Of course, sweetie, there’ll be others. It’s a small resort, maybe a hundred or so at the most. Plus the staff, of course.
“And I can go topless? I want to show off my new rings and get a nice tan with no lines.”
“Sure can. Bottomless too, if you want. Just gotta watch about getting too much sand in your crack!” and with that last word he splashed a ton of water on me and I shrieked and splashed back at him and we spent the next five minutes spraying spermy water, suds, and soap bubbles all over each other.
Finally, though, we climbed out of the bathtub and Daddy dried me off with one of my favorite big fluffy towels. While he did, I checked myself out in the big mirror.
My longish brown hair fell down almost to my nipples. My boobs were filling out nicely, my B cup bras were getting snug, and I couldn’t wait to move into a C cup. The nipple rings shone in the bright light of the bathroom. I tweaked each one in turn to make my nipples stand out. My hips were nicely flared out now, and my butt was firm and tight and not real big. I didn’t want a big fat ass like some girls. I wanted tight and taut. My pussy, clean shaved and smooth, pooched out with visible lips, a nice change from when I was a little girl and only had the slit up between my legs. My legs were getting long, which I liked. I turned to the side and stuck one leg out to see how I looked from the back. Not bad, kiddo. I smiled inside.
I pulled Daddy in to my bedroom by the hand, and flopped down on the bed. I spread my legs as wide as I could get them and held my hands on the inside of my kneecaps.
“C’mon Daddy, please, I need some orgasms. Please, let’s make love all night . . .” I pleaded, wriggling my hips and trying to entice him on top of me. “I need you to fuuuuuuuuuck me!” I groaned.
Daddy smiled and knelt down between my legs and lowered his face to my crotch. I put my hands on his head and held him closely and shuddered as I felt his tongue slide gently up and my pussy lips, and humped my hips up to meet him. I felt his thumbs separate my lips even wider and he started sliding his tongue up to my clitty and down into my pussy, back and forth. He was getting me really wet down there, and I was squirming around like a worm on a hot stove. I felt one finger slide up into me and start to scratch that Gee spot on the top of my pussy, that felt so good. I held Daddy’s head into me and rocked my pussy against his mouth just like he did with me when I was sucking him. My first orgasm struck about thirty seconds into Daddy scratching my Gee spot and I screamed in pleasure. He grabbed my clitty between his teeth and lightly sucked and pulled and bit and that set me off again and this time I think I shuddered for about a minute, my whole pussy and crotch was on fire and it felt like someone had set off dynamite in my pussy.
Daddy then licked very gently up and down my crack, letting me relax and come down from the high of the orgasm for a while, just sliding his finger in and out of me slowly, rotating his fingertip so that he touched every part of me. My hands drifted to my boobs and I started squeezing and pulling them, my nipples sending little shock-waves of almost-pain down my whole body, until my toes tingled and my head felt like the top was going to blow off. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, as the waterfall of feelings crashed over me, my pussy convulsing around Daddy’s tongue, my clitty vibrating and thrumming as he nibbled on it relentlessly, my tits throbbing as I pulled at the rings, distending my nipples out as far as I could stand.
Daddy just kept licking and sucking and pulling and pushing at me and I kept on squirming and sobbing and having orgasms, until I finally had to push his head away, I was crying from pleasure and joy and my whole body was on fire, my poor little pussy was red and raw and wet, dripping down onto my bedcovers until I could feel the wet spot under my butt. My body was covered in sweat, my little nipples throbbing.
“Ohhhhh Daddy . . . puleeeze stop, stop stop . . .” I groaned, trying to roll over and hide my pussy from his demanding tongue. That may have been a mistake, because all he did was grab my butt cheeks in both hands, pull them apart, and shove his tongue right up my butthole! I shrieked again and wriggled trying to get loose but he wouldn’t let me. He pushed his hard tongue up into me and then started moving it in and out, getting me all wet and slippery and I couldn’t breathe hardly and then he put his thumb in my pussy and I had stuff in both holes down there and I couldn’t think straight and I think I passed out for a minute because when I woke up, I had been rolled back over onto my back and my legs were up on Daddy’s shoulders and he had started to slide his penis right in to me. I yelped and reached down to spread my lips open as much as I could. I grunted as he slipped the head of his penis into me, I was still sort of small down there and Daddy’s penis was quite big, thank you very much. But I pushed up with my hips and he pushed down, and I sighed as he slid in a few inches. He leaned down to kiss me and I sucked on his tongue, the tongue that had just been half way up my pussy and my butt but I didn’t care.
Daddy started thrusting in and out of me, going a tiny bit deeper each time, until he was sliding almost all of his shaft into me each time, and I felt that dull tang of pain every time he went all the way in, as his cockhead hit me in the cervix. My clitty was getting rolled in and out every time he went in and out because the fit down there was so tight, so in about three seconds I had a tremendous orgasm and clenched down on Daddy so tightly he grunted and held still for a few seconds until I was able to release. That’s the way it went for about ten minutes, I think, Daddy would push in and out of me about ten times and then I’d come really hard and clench down, and then he’d go at it again and I was coming right out of my head and my pussy was soaking wet. I beat on the bed with both arms out to my sides, shaking my head side to side as I climaxed.
I guess because I’d just sucked a nice load out of Daddy, he could go on fucking me forever, it seemed. I just kept having orgasm after orgasm. I finally had to beg him to cum in me and flood my little pussy with his sperm.
“ohhhhh Daddy . . . puleeeze. . . cum in me. . .squirt it . . .cum . . .pleaze . . .cum . . .” I groaned breathlessly as he pummeled me over and over. I had to lower my legs to the bed and I put my arms around him and pulled him close to me, and then he finally groaned, “oh god sweetie, here I cum . . .” and I felt him pulse down there, and he shoved the head of his marvelous cock right up against my cervix and flooded my womb with his seeds. Squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt, I felt him explode millions of his sperm cells up in to me. He moaned and sighed and I squeaked and came again when I felt my uterus suck up all of his cum.
We lay on the bed then, still joined at the crotch, my Daddy’s big adult body smothering me, his big adult-sized cock stretching my little pre-teen pussy almost to the breaking point, trying to catch our breath, kissing and nibbling on each other. I pulled his head down to my lips and said, “I love you so much Daddy, please cum in me every day over and over, I love your sperms . . .” and he said “I love you even more punkin’ . . .” and we just lay there together in love.
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The next day was a whirlwind. We got up and packed really fast, Daddy had already done his and I didn’t need to bring too much, just my usual girly stuff and some beach wear and junk like that. He called a limo to take us to the airport and we got on a fancy jet plane. It was right near the place where you checked in, we just had to walk out the door and it was about 20 feet away. It was white and had all sorts of swoopy paint on it and was really pretty.
We climbed up the stairs into it, and there was a very rich and distinguished looking man there with a big head of silver hair and a nice beard, he greeted Daddy and shook my hand, and said ‘Welcome to my plane.’ So I guess it was his plane. Daddy leaned over to me and whispered that it was a good friend of his from business. The man disappeared into an office at the back of the plane, and Daddy and I had the whole cabin to ourselves! It was very luxurious, the seats were more like living room recliners and there were TVs and nice windows with drapes and everything. Very fancy. As we were getting into our seats, the pilot guy came out and said hello to Daddy and shook our hands. He was a really handsome man, a little older than Daddy but very tall and tanned he looked almost like a movie star or something. He said the flight would be about three hours long and they didn’t expect any terbulense or anything like that. He looked at me and smiled and winked and I blushed. I had on a green tube top that showed my belly button and a short kind of pleated skirt and some regular shoes with just smallish heels. I didn’t have a bra on, and I think the pilot guy could see my nips. He knelt down so he was face to face with me and said, “I hear you’re a very grown up young lady. That’s very nice, I think you’re very attractive, and your Dad is lucky to be going on vacation with you.” I mumbled something and had my head down, and then he more or less stood up, and I raised my head a little bit and I was looking straight at his crotch. I could see the outline of his penis in his pants, they were kind of tight, and his penis went down the top of his leg and looked enormous. I blushed even more, but he turned and walked back up to his cabin in front.
Daddy and I sat facing each other right behind the wing on one side. We all strapped in and then the jet went out onto the runway. We sat in one spot for a few minutes, and then we turned and started to speed up. I got a little frightened but Daddy held my hand and said, “Hold on, sweetie!” and the jet went really fast and then WHOOOOSH it took off and it seemed to climb straight up! I got a rush from the sensation and looked out the window and the ground was dropping off so fast! The jet zoomed up into the clouds and after a few minutes it seemed to shake a little bit and slow down, but Daddy said we’d reached ‘cruising altitude’ whatever that means. The plane just seemed to float then, you could hardly hear anything at all except the rumble from the engines. I was fascinated, looking out the window at the ground so far below. I could see the land and roads but then everything just turned white or brown or green.
Then, from up behind a curtain at the front of the plane, a beautiful girl stepped out, she was dressed in a really short skirt and very high heels and a blouse that was almost open all the way to her belly. You could see almost all of her boobies, and I fell immediately in love with her! She was really tall, with shimmery blonde hair that almost went all the way to her waist. Even Daddy sat up when she came back to us. She smiled at us and leaned over the seat.
“Good Morning, Mr Williams, and welcome to our flight. What can I get you and your lovely young lady here?” she smiled, leaning way over. I couldn’t help but look at her chest, she bent over so far her boobs were almost coming out of her top. I peeked in and I could see her nipple! And she had a bar through it, just like a ring only a bar instead!
“Thank you, Christine. I’ll have an orange juice please and a small steak if I could, and Julia, will have . . .” and he paused and looked over at me and I blurted out, “Your boobs . . .” ! OMG I blushed so hard and turned bright red that that came out of my mouth. I was staring at them so hard and didn’t even think!
She laughed, though, a throaty little laugh that seemed to burble up out of her and tumble out like water over a rock. “Well, maybe later, but for now how about some juice and cereal?” and I nodded and blushed even more red, sitting back in my seat and trying to be an inch tall.
In a few minutes, she brought a cart down to us with Daddy’s breakfast and my juice and cereal in a fancy china bowl. Daddy and I ate, looking out the windows in wonder. Well, I did anyway, Daddy’s been in planes all over the place for years, but this was my first ever plane ride. I decided I liked it.
About a half hour later, the girl Christine came back to get our dishes and stuff, and she winked at me and said, “Hey, Julia, how would you like to come up and see the fancy galley where we work?” and I nodded and looked at Daddy and he raised one eyebrow and said, “Sure, sweetie, have fun, just don’t be a bother to Christine, OK?” and Christine said, “Oh, I’m sure she’ll be no bother at all.”
I slid out of my seat and followed the girl. Well, she was probably 19 or 20, so she was pretty grown up, I guess. I found myself watching her butt cheeks shake up and down as she walked briskly up the aisle. Her skirt was short and tight and blue, and barely covered her butt. She was bare-legged, but had nice stiletto heels on that I wanted immediately! Her blouse was now tied in a big knot under her boobs in front. She was gorgeous! I wanted to be like her!
She held open the curtain at the end of the aisle, and showed me her little kitchen area. It was pretty cool, she had an oven kind of thingy that she could heat stuff up in, and a microwave, and a little sink and refrigerator under the counter. There was bottles of beer and drinks and stuff on the wall behind a rail so they wouldn’t fall out, and glasses and everything to have a party, which I guess they did on this plane a lot. On the other side of the aisle she had a whole bed in kind of a bunk situation, it folded down when she wanted to sleep on it or got folded up out the way otherwise. There was even two chairs for her, and a lamp and a tv and it looked almost like a doll’s house but bigger.
“On a plane, this is called a galley, or sometimes a crew compartment,” she said to me, pointing out the various parts of it. “We generally fix drinks or small meals here for passengers, and can even bunk here if we need to on longer trips. This plane can fly almost halfway around the world without stopping, so they have to plan for everything. Up front, of course, is the pilots area. Maybe we can take a look up there later, ok?” she said, smiling at me. I just nodded and acted stupid, I was so enthralled by her. She absolutely radiated sex.
“So I hear you and your father are going to Orient Bay, is that right?” she asked, motioning me to sit on one of the little chairs she had, while she leaned against the counter across from me.
“Yeah, I guess so, that’s what it’s called. Daddy says it’s a nudist beach place.” I said, reddening a bit.
“Oh yeah, it is. I’ve been there dozens of times. It’s great, they pamper you like mad, the people are gorgeous, and the staff is always there, and let me tell you, they have some pretty sexy hunks working there!” she laughed.
“You’ve been to nude places?” I said breathlessly. “What’s it like? I mean, do they have sex all over the place, or what?”
“Oh, no, not really. I mean, yeah, every now and then you see some people getting it on or hooking up, but not a lot. It’s just a bunch of naked people, of all sizes and types, you know, and once you’ve seen one pair of tits, you’ve seen them all, right? Of course, not every girl there is as pretty as you, trust me!” she said, flashing her white teeth.
“As me? What about you, you must have about a hundred boyfriends there. You’re really pretty!” I gushed at her. I was starting to relax a little bit around Christine, she seemed so friendly and outgoing.
“Oh yeah, well, I suppose I do all right . . .and these don’t hurt, I guess.” She said, casting her eyes down at her bosom.
“They’re . . . beautiful.” I whispered. “I saw . . .your . . .you have a . . .nipple thing . . .” I stammered, not really sure how to say it.
“Yeah, I’ve got a barbell in today. Want to see ‘em?” she asked brightly, as if she was going to show me a new puppy or something.
I sort of swallowed hard, and nodded wordlessly.
She undid the knot in her blouse at the bottom of her breasts, and pulled the sides apart. Her breasts popped into view, and they were absolutely breathtaking. Perfectly round top and bottom, the size of cantaloupes, they were a delicious golden brown color matching her tan, the areolas perfectly round and the size of big silver dollars. The nipples both had a silver barbell through them with colored gems on the ends. My eyes must have looked like I’d never seen tits before. Christine chuckled.
“Go ahead – touch them if you’d like. They won’t bite, I promise.”
I reached out with both hands, trembling, as if mesmerized. My palms covered her nipples, fingertips testing the firmness on the upper slopes. They felt warm to the touch, firm but not rock hard. I squeezed, and I heard Christine inhale. “That feels nice, Julia. Please, don’t stop.” I kneaded her boobs for a moment, feeling the nipples harden under my palms, the barbell providing some sort of sensory heightening feeling too.
Then, she moved forwards a bit and bent over. She took one breast in her fingers and, like a momma bird at the nest, offered the teat to my mouth. “Taste me . . . “ she breathed. I wasn’t even thinking straight. I opened my mouth and fastened my lips to her nipple, the silver bar feeling odd clinking against my teeth. I teased her nipple with my tongue and Christine moaned quietly, and she put her other hand on the back of my head, holding my sucking mouth to her bosom.
I worried her breast until the nipple was rock-hard beneath my tongue, and then moved to the other. We were both breathing heavily, I thought our passion would be heard through-out the plane but didn’t care. Christine shrugged out of her blouse and my hands tenderly rubbed up and down her rib cage. Her skin was silky smooth, not a blemish on her anywhere, and tanned like a jungle goddess.
Finally she pushed my head away from her boobs with a sigh. “That’s enough for now. I need to see you . . .” she panted, holding my hands to pull me up out of the chair. She turned us around so I was against the counter top, and then put her hands on my hips. “Uppps-a-Daisy!” she said, lifting me up and plopping my butt down on the cold countertop.
She looked in to my eyes. “Ever been with another girl?” she asked.
I shook my head slowly, gravely. I was staring to shiver.
“Ever had your pussy licked?”
I nodded this time. “Umm hummmm”
“But never by another girl?”
I shook my head again.
“Well, you’re in for a treat, sweetie.” She was pulling at my legs as she spoke, they seemed to be spreading of their own mind. She reached up and started sliding my panties down, I’d worn a rather plain pair of blue satin ones under my skirt. I lifted my butt and let her, bringing my legs together to make it easier to slide them off. The counter was cool on my butt cheeks but I could feel my pussy starting to get wet already. I would have let this girl do anything to me, I didn’t care at the moment. All I wanted was to be with her.
She held an ankle in each hand, and spread me open in front of her like a Christmas turkey. I heard her breath intake.
“Oh my god . . . you’re beautiful . . . so young . . . so smooth . . .” she murmured, and I found myself nodding. “You . . . shave?” she whispered.
“Umm hmmmm” I breathed back.
“So do I . . . it’s ever so much . . . cleaner.“ And she leaned in. I felt her hot breath on my lips just a micro-second before her tongue slipped in to my channel and I shuddered. She pushed in and out a few times and then withdrew, to slide her tongue up and down along my lips, sucking in my moisture. She carved a trail all the way up one side and down the other, spreading her saliva on me like it was a salve. Then she went back to the top and started down again, but swiping her tongue from side to side, whipping my lips back and forth. She knew every little nook and cranny to investigate. After thoroughly bathing my pussy lips with her spit, she slowly trailed back up with the tip of her tongue and captured my clitty between her lips. I was moaning under my breath now, wriggling my hips back and forth, intent on magnifying the glorious feelings she was pulling out of me. My clitty seemed super-sensitive now, and she sucked at it like it was a miniature penis, trilling it with her tongue while she slowly inserted two fingers up into me and started moving them in and out. I had both hands on either side of me, holding my torso upright but I couldn’t maintain that position long, not with the massive orgasm about to overtake my brain. I leaned back until I hit something to hold me up and reached for her. I put my hands on her forearms, that were themselves holding my thighs apart while her face was in my crotch.
“oh my god. . . Christine . . .I’m . . . .I’m gunna . . .gunna. . .” I whispered, and she mouthed “Go on, yes, cum my little angel, cum for me. . .” into my pussy. So I did. I bit my lip to keep from crying out and my pussy exploded around her sucking mouth, my hips shaking back and forth on the counter. I was afraid I’d break something or make a mess but that part of me didn’t care, so long as I had my orgasm. Christine intensified her efforts, licking, sucking, biting, thrusting, bringing me to a second peak almost before the first had echoed away, I clenched my knees around her ears, not wanting to hurt her but unable to keep my passion from exploding.
“Oh. . .unh. . .keep going . . . keep going. . .” I urged her, and she nodded, understanding that I wanted more, needed more.
Beautiful Christine took me to half a dozen shattering orgasms before I finally had to stop and gently push her face away from me, breathing “Enough . . .enough . .” to her. She looked up at me, the bottom half of her face soaking wet with my secretions, smiling, proud of her devilish practice.
“Oh baby . . . you’re a hot one aren’t you?” she smirked. “You can pop all day long, I’ll bet.” She grinned at me, straightening up and leaning in to kiss me with wet lips that tasted salty and slippery. “I love it. There’s nothing like a good cum slut who can toss her cookies over and over” she grinned at me. “And I’d bet my bottom dollar you are.”
For a moment we just stayed there, me on the countertop, sliding around on the puddle of wetness we’d both created, her hugging me to her breasts, her scent filling my nose with vanilla and cocoanut and desert islands. I hooked my legs around her waist for security. I could feel and hear her breathing above my head on her shoulders.
“Julia?” she whispered.
“Umm hmmm?” was all I could muster.
“Can I ask you a really personal question?”
I paused. “Umm hummmm. I guess so.”
She pulled back to hold my shoulders and look right in my eyes. I melted. “You’re fucking your daddy, aren’t you?” she whispered, barely audible.
I hesitated. I knew how much trouble Daddy could get into if I ever told. I looked doubtful and lowered my eyes.
“It’s OK sweetie, I promise. I swear I’d never ever tell anyone. You can trust me, really,” she said softly, kissing the top of my forehead.
I gulped and swallowed nervously but somehow, for some reason, I wasn’t afraid of the truth.
I nodded my head. “Yes.” I answered, simply.
Her grin broadened and she smiled at me, again with the perfectly white teeth dazzling my eyes.
“I thought so, from the moment you came on board. It’s just the way you look at him. And ya want to know what?”
I nodded dumbly.
“I did too. I mean, not your Daddy, but mine. My mother left us when I was six and Daddy was terribly lonely, raising my brother, he’s four years older, and me. I knew Daddy was so sad and when I was nine I crawled into his bed and I didn’t leave it for the next ten years.”
You can’t imagine how amazing that made me feel, knowing that not only was I not the only little girl who was in love with and having sex with her Daddy, but that beautiful Christine was just like me when she was a kid too.
“You mean . . . ?” I asked
“Yep.” She said, simply. “Lots. It made both of our lives complete. I know some people think it’s horribly wrong, and maybe they’re right when it’s forced or the child is taken advantage of, but that wasn’t our way. My Daddy was very lonely, he never had the time to find another woman and have a regular relationship, but I was there and I loved him and I wanted so much to make him happy. He taught me how to love, and be loved, and we’ve never ever had any regrets. I didn’t fuck anybody else until I was eighteen, but I still fuck my Daddy when I need to. Once I got started, there was no stopping me. He only let me use my hands at first, but then I begged and begged to suck on him and he taught me everything. He would eat my pussy for hours, too. When I was your age I took him in my ass and we did it that way for a couple of years, until I was big enough, big enough to take him in my cunt.”
Her use of the rough-sounding C-word rang in my ears. I nodded. “Me too. I love sucking on Daddy”. I blushed. “I’ve done it with other guys too. And boys. I guess I’m a slut, right?”
Christine looked at me and laughed. “Well, maybe, according to some, but you’re a good slut. Like me. I love sex. I love cumming. I love giving other people pleasure. That’s you, right?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I guess so. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there really? I mean, making people happy?”
“Not at all, sweetie, not at all. Nobody’s forced you to do anything, have they?”
“No, never. And I’ve done a lot.” And I started to tell her about Mr Alex and his friends, and Abe and his buddies, and the men at the hotel and the glorious hole. She listened completely, stopping me every now and then to say , “Yeah, isn’t it?” or “Don’t you just love that?” or “I know, it’s sloppy some times, but they seem to love it.”
As we talked, we were stroking each other, she ran her hands up and down my legs, and I idly toyed with her breasts and nipples. When I finished, she looked at me and said, “You’ve been quite a little sex bomb, haven’t you. But there’s one thing I haven’t heard. . . “ and her voice faded away.
I was mystified. What hadn’t I done? But she just looked at me with a sly smile on her face and leaned back in her chair. She pulled me off the counter top to crouch between her legs, which she spread and hung over my shoulders. Now I knew what she wanted. “I’ll teach you, honey, don’t worry. It’ll come naturally to you, trust me. We girls know what feels good.” I nodded, a little bit fearful, but also curious and anxious to learn some new stuff.
She pulled her panties off with a flourish, and tossed them in the corner. “Let the pilot find them when we land!” she laughed. “It wouldn’t be the first time.”
I leaned in close to her. I had never really seen a real, live, grown up woman’s pussy before, just in pictures and the internet. I was fascinated. Her lips were small, tight, not big flaps like some I’d seen. She was shaved smooth, like she said, and a sharp, tangy aroma came up out of her crotch to insinuate itself into my brain. Her clitty was a big button, living in its little cover of skin above the top of her hole. It looked red and throbbing. Her pussy was leaking a little bit of clear juice. I reached down with one finger to touch it and taste. Nothing. Very slightly salty, but other than that, very bland. A little strawberry too, I found on my second taste.
“You know what everything is down there, right, so I don’t have to tell you. That clit is super sensitive, and it gets bigger and better with age.” she said. “When you start off, start off smooth and easy and gentle. You don’t need to beat it to death, right?”
I leaned in closer and closed my eyes, breathing in the aroma of aroused woman. It did something to my senses. When I closed my eyes, I saw a pussy behind my eyelids. As I moved closer, my tongue became a cock, and I swiped it along her lips, tasting the skin and flesh of another woman for the first time. I could feel her tense and start to pulsate, her hips rocked a little to push herself into me just like a man would.
I let her guide my face around her crotch, wanting nothing more than to make this gorgeous creature orgasm her brains out. Her first one flooded my mouth with liquid, I thought she was peeing but it wasn’t bad tasting or tangy like Daddy’s pee can be, so I just kept on what I was doing.
Within about fifteen minutes, I got a crash course in eating pussy. Christine must have had at least four or five good orgasms, judging by the way she thrashed around on the chair and squirted in my face. I was getting soaked! But I loved it, it felt really nice to think that I could make this beautiful, vivacious woman have such nice cums. When she finally had enough, she pulled me up and kissed me, licking all over my face, murmuring “oh, my sweet angel. . .” over and over. We finally collected ourselves a little bit, I put my panties back on and she made us warm towels to wash our faces with. I couldn’t resist sucking on her boobs one more time, and she wanted to see mine, so I proudly showed her my little boobs and my rings. She looked at them and said they looked like they were healed nicely, and said that she thinks I’m going to have nice breasts just like her. I sure hope so!
So we sat and giggled about things for a few minutes, and then all of a sudden the pilot guy got on the intercom and said we’d be landing in Saint Martin in about 10 minutes and we had to get back and put our seat belts on and stuff. I gave Christine a hug and she slipped a piece of paper into my hand as I left. I nearly skipped all the way back to Daddy, who was sleeping with one hand under his chin, the big dope. I kissed him and woke him up.
“Hey, wake up sleepy head, we’re almost there!”. He came awake and smiled at me and kissed me. I know he could taste Christine on me but he didn’t say anything.
Chapter
18 - Rape at the Resort
The jet swooped around and tilted real far to the left, it felt really strange to be in something doing that, but I was just used to flat cars that usually don’t fall over. I looked out the window. The ocean below was deep blue and green, with a big island under us that looked pretty tropical. We zoomed around and slowed down and the land got closer and closer, I was a little scared but not too much, really. It was just a new experience for me. Then I could see the runway under us, the plane kept dropping lower and lower and then it just hit the runway and bounced a tiny bit one time and I felt the pilot hit the brakes or whatever they did because the plane slowed WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY down and when I looked out the window all I could see was palm trees and white buildings and grass.
The plane drove around to the edge of a small building. I looked out at it and was not impressed. But then I realized that this was not the big modern city we’d taken off from, it was a small little island down near Mexico or someplace, I think. The plane came to a stop, and Christine came over to help us with some of our stuff. Daddy and I went up and out the door, and it felt like I’d walked into a pizza oven or something. It was really hot, and the breeze was even warm. My top flapped around over my boobs but I was more concerned with getting down the ladder without my skirt flying up and giving everyone on the island a free show :) LOL.
Daddy took my hand and we walked over to the customs man, standing by a doorway. Some guy was ahead of us with our suitcases that he’d gotten off the plane. He opened it and ushered us in, and started checked our stuff, and then smiled a big white toothed smile and stamped our books. He said to Daddy, “Do you have anyt’ing to declare, Mistair Williams?” in that funny accent they have, and Daddy said ‘Not me, but I think you’d better strip search my girlfriend here!” and I shrieked in alarm but they both laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. But the customs man was pretty cute, actually, so I probably wouldn’t have minded LOL!!!!
The man pushing our suitcases on the cart followed us out, and we came out to a little patio kind of thing. Almost as soon as we did, Daddy saw the big limo truck that the hotel sends to the airport for their customers, and we flagged it down. The driver came right up to us and hopped out and came over to grab our suitcases. He was dressed in fancy white shorts with a gold stripe down the side and a white shirt and sneakers and was hugely handsome! He said ‘Welcom to de eye-land Missy and Mister, please let me get your bags’ and was just chattering away with Daddy after a while. I just stood there in wonder. Daddy and I jumped in the big limo truck thing and away we went! For a little girl who’d never been out of her state before, this place was amazing! Palm trees everywhere, white sand on the roads, people on donkeys and carts and little motorbikes buzzing all over, women with brightly colored robes and headdresses and all just like out of a magazine. I just stared out the window in wonder. Plus it was HOT! I mean, really HOT and SUNNY!
I don’t know how long it took us to get to the resort, but we stopped at this big iron gate and the driver had to get out and show the guard the truck and he peeked in at us and grinned and then waved us through. The truck weaved along a path through the thick woods for a minute, and then came out on a short, narrow road with what looked like small cabins on one side, and I could see the ocean right through the trees! I got excited to get changed (or naked, whatever LOL) and see the beach. We pulled up behind one of the cabins and the driver got out and jumped to get our bags and lead us to our cabin. While we were walking down the short path to the cabin I spotted a couple of older people walking down the beach and they were both naked! He was an older guy, about 40 or 50 I guess, and his wife or girlfriend was about the same. They weren’t bad looking, but I quickly realized that a naked 20 year old and a naked 50 year old are two different animals LOL!
Our cabin was really nice – there was a bedroom with a big bed, and a living room area with some chairs and a couch and stuff and big glass doors that opened to the beach. I wanted to run down and see what the water felt like but Daddy said to wait a while until we got settled. I was really antsy to finally see the beach. He tipped the man who drove us here and then finally we were able to get unpacked a little. I stripped off my clothes in about two seconds and pulled on a bikini bottom that was the smallest one I had. Daddy put on a regular suit and said he’d see about going naked later as he got comfortable. He did tell me that I needed to put a lot of lotion on because I’d burn up like a lobster in the sun down here if I didn’t, so he spent the next ten minutes putting like SPF 1000 on all over me, especially my sensitive little boobies.
I finally was able to have Daddy let me run out ahead of him to the beach. It was really nice, but the sand was very hot! I ran down into the water and went in about to my knees, just to feel it. The water was warm and clear and I just stood there for a few minutes with my arms out and my face up to the sun, letting it warm me all over. It felt really free and natural to be out there with no top on, I rubbed my hands over my boobs and just loved the feeling of the sun and air on them without a bathing suit top. My nipples were starting to firm up when I turned and walked back up a little onto the beach, and put my towel down over a beach chair that they have out there for you, and lay down. I let my legs rest on either side of the chair and wriggled my toes into the sand, and closed my eyes to the warmth. In a few minutes, I felt Daddy sit down next to me.
“Pretty nice, eh pumpkin? Just be careful, like I said, it won’t take long to burn out in this sun, so you shouldn’t be out for more than about fifteen minutes or so to start, ok?”
I went “Yeah, yeah” but I could tell he was right – I already started to feel warm. I let the sun bake me for a few minutes and then turned over on my belly. I’d almost started to fall asleep when I felt Daddy shake me awake and say “Let’s head back in for a while, I’ll order some lunch and we can take it easy in the cabin, ok?” I agreed, and we got up and walked back up to our cabin place. Daddy stripped off his suit and wrapped a white towel around his waist.
I asked Daddy if I had to put clothes on for when we weren’t on the beach.
“Sweetie, you can wear as much or as little as you want while we’re here. Whatever you feel comfortable with, you’ll be fine. Trust me, there have been naked people and kids here for a lot of years, and truthfully, they’ve all seen so many naked people here they probably won’t even notice you.”
I thought to myself ‘oh yeah? Just you wait . . .’
I was putting my skirt and top that I’d worn on the plane away when I remembered the note that Christine had given me just before we landed. I took it out of my little bag and opened it up.
Julia – I’d love to have you come and visit me anytime while you’re here. Cabin 224B
C
My eyes widened. Christine was staying here too! My heart started beating like a drum, I got so excited. Daddy was hanging up the phone when I came back to the living room. He said our lunch would be here in about a half an hour. As he turned, I noticed that his penis was almost getting hard, it was standing up out of his crotch and the towel was on the floor at his feet.
“Daddy! Are you excited about lunch that much?” I said, laughing at him, “Or is it me?” and I twirled around in my little bikini bottom, topless.
“Babe, you know I can’t resist you. When you’re around me like that–“ and he pointed to my half-naked body, “–I can’t help but get excited. Now I guess I’ll just have to wait and hope it goes down before the room service man gets here . . .“ he smiled at me.
“Daddeeeee!” I said, petulantly, “You know what I told you, you’re never to let your lovely balls get full of sperm without letting me drain them! Now you just come over here and let me have what I want!” and I flounced down on the sofa and pointed to the spot in front of me. Daddy came over to stand right there, and I stared his penis in the eye. I wrapped one hand around it and jerked it into full hardness, and then started licking all up and down the length of it, I wanted him really stiff and aching to get to me. When I was sure he was as hard as he would get, I backed up and took the end of his penis in my mouth and started rubbing my tongue all around the glans there. When I got him really wet, I pulled some more in, and closed my eyes, concentrating on the job.
Within a moment or two, I was sucking him in fully, taking his nice boner all the way to the back of my throat and out again, my hands on his hips, driving my face onto his staff over and over again. Daddy was moaning softly and whispering to me how good it felt. All I wanted was for him to squirt his semen into my mouth so I could swallow it, and make him feel good. I slammed my face back and forth onto his penis, drool and slobber leaking out of my mouth, my boobs shaking, I could even feel the rings shaking back and forth.
After a few minutes, I pulled back and took Daddy’s penis out of my mouth, gasping and breathing heavily. I rubbed the head of his cock over the tops of my boobs, letting the slime and spit and pre-cum coat my nipples. I looked up at him, and saucily pointed my index finger at my open mouth.
“Daddy, I want you to shoot your cum right here, ok? See, right inside there, my little tongue? It’s all red and wet now, but I want you to shoot your sperm right onto it and make it covered in your white juice, ok?” As I’m talking, I’m slowly jerking his penis too, I want to build up a good solid load for me.
“Are your lovely, heavy balls full of cum juice for your naked little girl? Are they churning? Can you feel them making sperms for your little girl to eat? Daddy moaned and squirmed in my grip, I was loving it.
“Can you just picture that, your big, fat, solid cock spraying loads and loads of hot, wet sperm into your little girl’s face? But I want to swallow it all, all of it, right down into my tummy where it belongs. Wouldn’t you like that? If you promise to shoot all of your hot cum in my mouth, I’ll open up and show it all to you before I gulp it down, OK?”
I guess a little bit of that kind of dirty talk from a naked little girl is enough to set any man off, because about the moment I popped Daddy’s cock back into my mouth, he groaned out a sound like he was about to explode, and then his penis spat a hot stream right into me. I quickly closed off my throat and held just the end of his cock between my lips, jerking and stroking, sucking his sauce out of his body as strongly as I could. Daddy pulsed again and again, adding to the hot, salty pool of semen growing on my tongue, I felt his body tense and relax, tense and relax, and he was breathing hot and heavy. I cradled his balls in my other hand, rolling them around, squeezing gently, making sure that I coaxed every drop out of him and gave him the best orgasm I could.
When he finally finished, I had a small lake of semen in my mouth. He slowly pulled his sensitive penis out of my mouth, and I tilted my head back and opened my mouth to show him. Looking right into his eyes, Daddy and I exchanged the kind of love and affection that only a daddy and daughter can. He stared at the huge mass of white cum sloshing around in his little girl’s mouth, and then I slowly closed my lips around it and gulped once, then again, to get it all down, and reopened to show him my empty mouth.
“All gone!” I said, grinning and rubbing my tummy. Daddy hoisted me up and kissed and hugged me, I had to stand on my tippy-toes to kiss him back. I so much loved him. As we were hugging the door knocked, and Daddy walked over to let the room service man in. He wheeled in a cart with bowls of fruit, sandwiches, soft drinks for me and a beer for Daddy, and even two bowls of ice cream for us. He looked right at me and smiled, his eyes traveling over my body from my feet to my forehead, and it seemed he lingered on the silver rings in my naked boobs a few extra seconds. A little thrill of ran through me as I exhibited myself to this perfect stranger, his black skin damp but gleaming in the light. I reached up with one finger and rubbed the corner of my mouth, feeling the white bead of leftover cum there and licking it off, as I winked at him.
Daddy clucked at me for being a tease as the man turned and walked away, but we enjoyed our lunch. I ate the ice cream first, telling Daddy I didn’t want it to melt in the heat. After lunch, I told Daddy I wanted to take a nap, and he said he had to go to the resort office to take care of some stuff from work or something.
I went into the bedroom and flopped on the bed. There was a nice cool breeze coming in through the window that opened onto the beach area, and a big ceiling fan like they have in old movies was turning slowly above the bed. Everything in the room was painted in white or beachy pastel colors. I lay on the bed and stared at the fan, moving slowly in the air above me, it was almost hypnotizing. Each breath tasted like flowers and coconut, it was so peaceful and calming. Almost without even thinking about it, one hand slipped down to slide under my bikini bottom, and I let it slide toy with my clitty and pussy lips. I spread my legs wide and closed my eyes, rubbing myself and picturing beautiful white and brown penises waving in front of my face, every one dripping lovely pre-cum.
My hips started rolling up into my wandering fingertips, and my index finger slipped right into my wet channel. I was imagining the fantasy I’d told Daddy about yesterday. I loved the feelings my fingers were giving me, and my imagination pictured penis after penis plunging into my body and ruthlessly spewing gallons of white sperm into me. Then I pictured a little egg wandering around, hiding meekly in the upper reaches of my tiny immature womb, and the billions of aggressive sperms swimming madly towards her, beating their tiny raindrop-shaped heads against her weakening defenses, the white tide of semen drowning my poor little egg. I shivered in the naughty idea of all of that. I was glad I had birth control for now, since I was not ready to have a baby!
My clit vibrated against my fingertips and I brought myself to a crashing climax, my pussy lips dripping moisture. I felt it sliding down my crack towards my butt, and let one finger slide down there and rub back and forth, spreading the wetness between both of my clasping holes. I brought my fingertip up to my mouth and tasted myself, the tangy salty wetness adding even more fuel to the fire starting to burn in my crotch. I bent my legs to bring my crotch up a little closer and then, wetting my finger with saliva, I brought it down and pushed my finger into my butthole. I was able to get my index finger into my butt, and I wormed my thumb into my pussy hole, while the other hand continued to pound my clit into mush. Another orgasm crashed through me, my hips thrusting up into the air, trying to get an invisible cock even deeper and deeper into me.
Frustrated, I realized I needed something inside of me, something bigger and fatter and longer than my little fingers. I rolled off the bed, tossing my bikini bottoms on the floor as I did, and threw open my suitcase, fingers digging for my mid-sized anal dildo. Finding it, I dropped to the floor on my back, kicking my legs up into the air, one hand snaking around behind my butt, the other splitting my legs, dildo in hand. I pulled open my pussy lips and slid the cool shaft into me smoothly, slowly but firmly. I let out a moan as I felt the cool fullness spread my core apart. It felt so good to be penetrated like that. I started sliding the dildo in and out, smoothly, slowly, reveling in the feelings it was sending to my brain. I came again, butt rolling side to side, hips circling, fucking my hard glass lover.
The wet liquid schlurping of the toy was the only sound in the room louder than my own heavy breathing. The toy was getting soaked in my juices. I pulled it out and brought it to my mouth, and I sucked on the dildo, cleaning it of my juices, my tongue caressing it like I’d caressed my Daddy’s penis just minutes before. Then it burrowed into my pussy again, butting up against my womb, the dull stomach-punch of pain setting off dynamite in my brain. I soaked the fake cock in my pussy lube again, and then slowly eased it into my needy butthole. The brief grunt of pain as the big round head punched into my butt leaked from my lips before I could choke it off. I rammed the piece in until there was just the rounded base still outside and fucked my hips up into the air, trying to capture a cock that wasn’t there.
One hand fucked the hard dildo in and out of my childish ass, the other twisted and pulled my clit. My moans and grunts of pleasure had nothing to muffle them. One climax exploded out of my ass, followed closely by one that blew apart my clit. I sprayed cum and pee and who knows what out across the tile floor. Again, I brought my girlish body to an orgasm, and then a third one rippled through me. I thought I’d never stop cumming. I was on a sex high, nothing but fucking and cumming and cocks and sperm on my mind.
That was probably why I didn’t see or hear the four black men peeking in at the window, no doubt attracted to the squeals of a little girl fucking the brains out of herself. It wasn’t until a wave of orgasmic pleasure had passed over me and started to recede to the background that I dropped my legs out of the air and saw them out there, framed by my tiny white knees. They were peeking in the open window, smiling to themselves, hands busy massaging their own sex organs through the loose white shorts they had on.
I ‘EEEEEPPPP’ed in alarm and dropped my legs flat and scooted on my butt across the tile to the end of the bed, but I couldn’t get out of their sight. There was, in fact, almost nowhere in the room that was not visible to the Peeping Toms out there. So there I was, legs spread wide, going north and south, nude, with a glass dildo sticking out of my butthole and panting like I’d just run a mile. Goosebumps covered my skin, and the air felt cool suddenly. I pulled the dildo out of my butt and shoved it across the floor, as if not having it there anymore would make a big difference.
I debated screaming but wasn’t sure that wouldn’t just make them come in and attack me anyway. For the moment, they were still out there, not moving, just leering at me and, I saw, fisting their penises inside their baggy shorts. They looked kind of funny, when I thought of it, their hands buried down into their shorts, moving back and forth.
I didn’t move. I didn’t try to hide, or close my legs, but I didn’t move either. My legs were spread so wide they could see my entire little pussy, dripping with my wetness. That must have been the switch that gave them courage, as they all rushed in and stood around me. Four enormous black statues. I looked from one to the other. Mister One was tall, muscular, with close cropped hair and a goatee. His eyes met mine and he seemed to smile and leer at the same time. Mister Two was shorter, kinda thick, with legs almost as wide as my whole body. He was bald and had a gold tooth that sparkled in the light. Mister Three was about average, sort of thin actually, with knobby knees that were scuffed and raw looking. Mister Four was almost as tall as Mister 1 but he was big around too, not fat, just big. He had even more muscles than Mister One. He was the first one to drop his shorts down, and I gasped at the sight of his penis. It was not even fully hard but drooped down like a big log, halfway to his knee. He was fisting it slowly, and I watched hypnotized as it hardened and grew out, a tiny bead of cum already bubbling out of the tip. I gulped, audibly, and my eyes widened. Mister Two was next to show me his equipment, and his penis was short, stubby, and thick, just like he was. His penis was fully hard, pointing up in to the air and looked like I could do chin-ups on it. Mister One followed suit, and his penis was about average, I guess, longer than Two but not as big as Four. Three finally showed, last in the group. I almost fainted. I had thought Four was big but Three was easily a couple of inches longer and nearly as big around. He actually fit both hands around the shaft as he fisted it at me. All four, within a few moments, had fully hard and erect penises, anxious to ravage the young white girl at their feet. I shivered, partly in fear, but mostly in anticipation.
“Puh. . . .please d. . .don . . . don’t hurt. . .me. . .” I squeaked, “I’ll do what you want. . .” and I let my voice trail off. They looked at me like a wild dog looks at a raw steak. They had a dangerous aura, something about them didn’t quite jive. I was quaking with real fear, and a tear slid slowly out of one eye and down across my cheek.
One spoke, his voice deep and resonant. “Missy shouldn’t be playin’ wid hersef in brood daylight, now, should she? What you fellas tink?”
“De little white gurl bein’ awful nasty now, puttin’ dat big ting way up her cooch” muttered Three with a sneer.
“Yeah, dat booty on her be used to havin’ big stuffs up in it, I bets” chimed in Four. “Maybe we should be seein’ just how much she can take. . .”
Two didn’t say a word. He simply bent down, wrapped one big arm around my waist, and lifted me up off the floor like I weighed no more than a piece of lint. He put me on his hip and he and two of the others walked in to the living room while One went and closed the patio window they’d just crept in though, drawing the curtains behind him.
Four grabbed the big sofa cushions off the couch and tossed them in the middle of the floor, shoving the small table off to one side so it wasn’t in the way. Two unceremoniously dropped me in the middle of the cushions, and I went to my knees. They surrounded me, and One was first. He put one big meaty paw on the back of my head and pulled my face towards his leaking cock. I opened my mouth automatically, just the way I'd been learning for months now, tasting his sharp tang and letting the big drop of sperm on the tip flow across my tongue. The taste and aroma set off the pleasure alarms in my brain. I sucked gratefully, letting three or four inches of his hard penis be bathed in my spit and tickled by my tongue. But his mates were anxious themselves, and I soon found myself pulled off One and directed over to Four. He hefted his gargantuan cock, smacking me on the forehead with it, letting a spray of lube and pre-cum shower my sweaty face.
“See wats you can do wid dis one, pretty girl. . .” he muttered, and I opened wide, wide as I could, to slip his apple-sized head into my tiny jaws. I found my hands grasped and pulled in the direction of two other penises, it was obvious these guys wasted no time. I laved Four as best I could but I was simply too small to get much of him except the first inch or two of his glans into my mouth. My eyes watered, another salty tear sliding down over my right cheek. I gurgled, almost heaving, as the large male weapon in my mouth battered my cheeks and gums in a determined way.
For the next ten minute or so, I was just a little doll, buffeted one way or the other, moved forcefully from one hard black penis to the next, my mouth and hands almost never unoccupied by throbbing male muscle. I drooled spit and saliva and greasy Caribbean pre-cum down over my chin and across my boobs. My eyes watered, small snail trails of salty tears flowing down over my cheeks. I swallowed constantly, doing my best to get the hot, fragrant musk into my tummy. My poor hands and arms started to ache, the muscled penises demanding constant attention.
Then, almost as if they’d had a pre-arranged signal, the four men pulled back, and I gasped to catch my breath, drool dropping out of my mouth as I dipped my head, hoping for a brief respite.
“Okeh, dat’s enuf wid dat” one of them grunted, “I’se wants to feel my cock in some heat.” He pushed my head down, while one of the others pulled on my legs, and I felt a small footstool placed under my belly, with a pillow under my knees. My ass was up in the air, and I knew that was their next target. I hoped I’d lubed up enough, as I didn’t look forwards to any of those ebony shafts getting shoved up my bunghole dry.
I whimpered in fear, my body shaking, but my hard, erect nipples betraying my agonized need for a thorough pounding. I bent my head, holding my breath and murmuring to myself, “It’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, it’ll be – ARRRRRGHHHHHH” I groaned loud enough to be heard in Miami. “FUCK! That hurts!” I screamed as an unseen black shaft breached my poor butthole and half a foot of hard black cock pushed aside my internal organs. I felt him, or someone, spit down into the intersection of our bodies, the warm liquid easing somewhat the agony of that cock that was seemingly ripping me open. I felt strong hands pull my ass cheeks apart and the cock started to piston in and out of my guts. All I could do is whimper in pain, hang my head down over my arms, and cry. I sobbed, “Puh. . .puh . . .leeze. . . . stop . . .ungh…” but the man raping my butt didn’t pay any attention. My insides were sucked out as he pulled his shaft from me slowly, and then sank it back down into me.
Once, twice, three times I felt him push in, and then he paused a bit and then pushed in again, this time sinking himself all the way into me, as I felt his crinkly hairs press up against my tiny white butt cheeks.
“oh mon you got to feel this little chica butthole fellas, you gonna love it big time. . .” my rapist grunted as he started up a rhythmic thrusting in and out of my squelching ass. The pain radiated out of my butt, it felt like he was shoving a red hot bar of iron up inside of me. I cried and whimpered and groaned, my body shaking as he fucked me with an unknown vengeance. I shuddered as I felt him reach down around my hip and started rubbing across my inflamed clitty. Something about that touch involuntarily flipped a switch in me, I couldn’t help it. My sobs turned into grunts and then into whimpers and then into little cries as my pre-teen body betrayed me.
His rough fingers massaged a silent climax out of me, and my guts rippled around the black invader behind me. I heard him moan and grunt, and his shaft bottomed out all the way up inside of me and I felt it splurt out his huge wet load, squelching in my bottom. He pulled himself out, the sound of a cock sucking out of me. I felt his liquid dribble and drip out of me, and his sweat dripping onto my quivering back. He still had his rough hands around my hips. I hung my head, shamed, panting, tears slowly leaking from the corners of my eyes. I hated what was being done to me, I had no strength to fight these beasts, and I was mortified that I’d had an orgasm while being anally raped.
I barely had time to take a breath when I felt the second hard black shaft behind me, and I tensed up.
“Missy bettah let me in dere rightly or she gonna feel eben worse soon.” The man spat, roughly pulling my butt cheeks apart. I felt a stab of pain as my ravaged butthole spread open again. A thin invader wormed in, I realized it was one of his fingers, but it felt as big as a regular cock. He stirred it around in my hole, and then it was gone. I turned my head to see that this rapist was the one with the short but fat and stubby cock. I knew it would never go in, it would split me in half and I’d die, bloody and broken. He grabbed my hips and I felt the head of his log battering at my opening. I tried relaxing, I really did but it’s hard to relax when you’re about to get your ass fucked by a telephone pole. He pushed, grunting, cursing, and then he pulled my hips back at him, and I felt a blinding stab of pain radiate out from my midsection, and I think I passed out for a moment, because the next thing I knew, I was face down on the floor, drooling, grunting, my whole body being pummeled into the floor as the man pounded my ass. Dark arrows of pain surrounded my hips and butt. It was awful.
I felt his hands encircle my hips, and he lifted me up, my face still on the floor, my feet splayed to either side, I was like an inverted V. Again, rough fingers explored the front of my crotch and I felt one slide up into me and rub the roof of my pussy, while the thumb tormented my clitty. I groaned again, shuddering, my body reduced to a sex doll, nothing but warm wet holes for these men to fuck into and release their sperms. But my clitty and my pussy didn’t care, they just wanted to have orgasms. The man fucking my ass wrenched another explosive cum from me, his rough fingertips scraping my G-spot and torturing my clit. I screamed, I cried, I whimpered, and the penis kept on thrusting roughly into me, my poor ass on fire. But he couldn’t last long. Mercifully, after just a minute or two of his rough fucking, I felt him push in as far as he could and another wet missile of sperms was injected far up into my guts. He shuddered over and over, his balls blowing what felt like quarts of black cum into me.
I collapsed flat on the floor again, cum leaking from my butthole, drool from my mouth, and tears from my eyes. Then I felt strong hands reach down and turn me over, and a sofa pillow was thrust roughly under my pelvis. A hand on each tiny ankle, and my legs were spread wide like I was a wishbone from a Christmas turkey. I looked up into a grinning black face, and as I groaned, my legs were pushed back towards my head and I was bent nearly double, my bare and sweating butt up for all to see. I watched, mesmerized, fascinated, yet horrified, as this third black cock was slowly sunk down into my well, plumbing for cum that was pooled at the bottom of my channel. I moaned as inch after inch bored into me, sweat dripping onto my chest from the rapist above me.
Blood pounding in my ears, the foot-long black log sank down into me over and over, each time withdrawing up out of my battered guts, covered in white slime and, to my horror, brownish-reddish gunk that was either blood or poop, either of which made me nauseous to even think about. His buddies crouched on either side of me, one roughly pawing my boobs, the other rubbing fiendishly at my clit until I orgasmed again with a cry and a whimper, my hips bucking and rotating around the black shaft inside of me.
The rapes continued. I was nearly comatose from the pain and the orgasms, time seemed to get hazy, I couldn’t even keep track of who was fucking me when. My world dissolved into a maelstrom of cum, sweat, and black cocks repeatedly slicing into me and spurting oceans of hot salty semen into or onto my body. My ass was swamped with the creamy contents of four sets of big black balls. My chest was coated with spit and sweat and slime, my poor boobs red with hickeys and bite marks. While one rapist was busy plundering my poor anus, the others took fiendish delight in smacking me in the face and boobs with their powerful weapons, sperm and semen flying off, combined with whatever horrible stuff they dredged up out of my ass channel. My lips were forced apart and streams of wet, salty, pungent sperm were splashed into my mouth, choked down amid the fiery climaxes wracking my poor little body.
I was dizzy with pain and pleasure both. I didn’t want it to stop, but couldn’t wait for it to end. I dreaded each next orgasm with anticipatory delight. I came and came and came, slithering around on the damp tile floor, wet with secretions from all of us.
Finally though, I woke from a brief spell of comatose respite to find the room empty. Lord knows how long I was unconscious. Sperm and sweat covered me from head to toe. My poor butthole was leaking semen in a continuous stream of milky brown. It spotted me from my bellybutton to my forehead and I could taste all varieties of it gumming up my mouth and tongue. I was exhausted, barely able to breathe.
I staggered to my feet and flopped face down on the bed. A few long moments later, I felt a warm, comforting hand on my left butt cheek.
“Hey sweetie, are you ok?”
I turned over. “Oh god, Daddy that was the most amazing . . .” I couldn’t even finish the sentence. Daddy’s smiling face looked down at mine, cum smeared and smelling of everything naughty that had happened to me over the last few hours. Four grinning, friendly looking black men joined him from the other side of the bed.
“Sweetie, meet Richard, Trevor, Thomas and Brian. They’re all experts at this sort of thing.”
“We certainly hope you had a good time, Miss Julia” the first one said, “Our services are not usually required for one so young as you, but your father assured us you’d be quite accommodating, and, well, we just wanted to make sure you were not injured.” he finished, in perfect un-accented English.
I smiled up at all of them and held out my arms.
“Come here, all of you, I want to give each of you a big hug and a kiss!” I giggled.
It sure is a good thing that your butt can’t get pregnant!
The jet swooped around and tilted real far to the left, it felt really strange to be in something doing that, but I was just used to flat cars that usually don’t fall over. I looked out the window. The ocean below was deep blue and green, with a big island under us that looked pretty tropical. We zoomed around and slowed down and the land got closer and closer, I was a little scared but not too much, really. It was just a new experience for me. Then I could see the runway under us, the plane kept dropping lower and lower and then it just hit the runway and bounced a tiny bit one time and I felt the pilot hit the brakes or whatever they did because the plane slowed WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY down and when I looked out the window all I could see was palm trees and white buildings and grass.
The plane drove around to the edge of a small building. I looked out at it and was not impressed. But then I realized that this was not the big modern city we’d taken off from, it was a small little island down near Mexico or someplace, I think. The plane came to a stop, and Christine came over to help us with some of our stuff. Daddy and I went up and out the door, and it felt like I’d walked into a pizza oven or something. It was really hot, and the breeze was even warm. My top flapped around over my boobs but I was more concerned with getting down the ladder without my skirt flying up and giving everyone on the island a free show :) LOL.
Daddy took my hand and we walked over to the customs man, standing by a doorway. Some guy was ahead of us with our suitcases that he’d gotten off the plane. He opened it and ushered us in, and started checked our stuff, and then smiled a big white toothed smile and stamped our books. He said to Daddy, “Do you have anyt’ing to declare, Mistair Williams?” in that funny accent they have, and Daddy said ‘Not me, but I think you’d better strip search my girlfriend here!” and I shrieked in alarm but they both laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. But the customs man was pretty cute, actually, so I probably wouldn’t have minded LOL!!!!
The man pushing our suitcases on the cart followed us out, and we came out to a little patio kind of thing. Almost as soon as we did, Daddy saw the big limo truck that the hotel sends to the airport for their customers, and we flagged it down. The driver came right up to us and hopped out and came over to grab our suitcases. He was dressed in fancy white shorts with a gold stripe down the side and a white shirt and sneakers and was hugely handsome! He said ‘Welcom to de eye-land Missy and Mister, please let me get your bags’ and was just chattering away with Daddy after a while. I just stood there in wonder. Daddy and I jumped in the big limo truck thing and away we went! For a little girl who’d never been out of her state before, this place was amazing! Palm trees everywhere, white sand on the roads, people on donkeys and carts and little motorbikes buzzing all over, women with brightly colored robes and headdresses and all just like out of a magazine. I just stared out the window in wonder. Plus it was HOT! I mean, really HOT and SUNNY!
I don’t know how long it took us to get to the resort, but we stopped at this big iron gate and the driver had to get out and show the guard the truck and he peeked in at us and grinned and then waved us through. The truck weaved along a path through the thick woods for a minute, and then came out on a short, narrow road with what looked like small cabins on one side, and I could see the ocean right through the trees! I got excited to get changed (or naked, whatever LOL) and see the beach. We pulled up behind one of the cabins and the driver got out and jumped to get our bags and lead us to our cabin. While we were walking down the short path to the cabin I spotted a couple of older people walking down the beach and they were both naked! He was an older guy, about 40 or 50 I guess, and his wife or girlfriend was about the same. They weren’t bad looking, but I quickly realized that a naked 20 year old and a naked 50 year old are two different animals LOL!
Our cabin was really nice – there was a bedroom with a big bed, and a living room area with some chairs and a couch and stuff and big glass doors that opened to the beach. I wanted to run down and see what the water felt like but Daddy said to wait a while until we got settled. I was really antsy to finally see the beach. He tipped the man who drove us here and then finally we were able to get unpacked a little. I stripped off my clothes in about two seconds and pulled on a bikini bottom that was the smallest one I had. Daddy put on a regular suit and said he’d see about going naked later as he got comfortable. He did tell me that I needed to put a lot of lotion on because I’d burn up like a lobster in the sun down here if I didn’t, so he spent the next ten minutes putting like SPF 1000 on all over me, especially my sensitive little boobies.
I finally was able to have Daddy let me run out ahead of him to the beach. It was really nice, but the sand was very hot! I ran down into the water and went in about to my knees, just to feel it. The water was warm and clear and I just stood there for a few minutes with my arms out and my face up to the sun, letting it warm me all over. It felt really free and natural to be out there with no top on, I rubbed my hands over my boobs and just loved the feeling of the sun and air on them without a bathing suit top. My nipples were starting to firm up when I turned and walked back up a little onto the beach, and put my towel down over a beach chair that they have out there for you, and lay down. I let my legs rest on either side of the chair and wriggled my toes into the sand, and closed my eyes to the warmth. In a few minutes, I felt Daddy sit down next to me.
“Pretty nice, eh pumpkin? Just be careful, like I said, it won’t take long to burn out in this sun, so you shouldn’t be out for more than about fifteen minutes or so to start, ok?”
I went “Yeah, yeah” but I could tell he was right – I already started to feel warm. I let the sun bake me for a few minutes and then turned over on my belly. I’d almost started to fall asleep when I felt Daddy shake me awake and say “Let’s head back in for a while, I’ll order some lunch and we can take it easy in the cabin, ok?” I agreed, and we got up and walked back up to our cabin place. Daddy stripped off his suit and wrapped a white towel around his waist.
I asked Daddy if I had to put clothes on for when we weren’t on the beach.
“Sweetie, you can wear as much or as little as you want while we’re here. Whatever you feel comfortable with, you’ll be fine. Trust me, there have been naked people and kids here for a lot of years, and truthfully, they’ve all seen so many naked people here they probably won’t even notice you.”
I thought to myself ‘oh yeah? Just you wait . . .’
I was putting my skirt and top that I’d worn on the plane away when I remembered the note that Christine had given me just before we landed. I took it out of my little bag and opened it up.
Julia – I’d love to have you come and visit me anytime while you’re here. Cabin 224B
C
My eyes widened. Christine was staying here too! My heart started beating like a drum, I got so excited. Daddy was hanging up the phone when I came back to the living room. He said our lunch would be here in about a half an hour. As he turned, I noticed that his penis was almost getting hard, it was standing up out of his crotch and the towel was on the floor at his feet.
“Daddy! Are you excited about lunch that much?” I said, laughing at him, “Or is it me?” and I twirled around in my little bikini bottom, topless.
“Babe, you know I can’t resist you. When you’re around me like that–“ and he pointed to my half-naked body, “–I can’t help but get excited. Now I guess I’ll just have to wait and hope it goes down before the room service man gets here . . .“ he smiled at me.
“Daddeeeee!” I said, petulantly, “You know what I told you, you’re never to let your lovely balls get full of sperm without letting me drain them! Now you just come over here and let me have what I want!” and I flounced down on the sofa and pointed to the spot in front of me. Daddy came over to stand right there, and I stared his penis in the eye. I wrapped one hand around it and jerked it into full hardness, and then started licking all up and down the length of it, I wanted him really stiff and aching to get to me. When I was sure he was as hard as he would get, I backed up and took the end of his penis in my mouth and started rubbing my tongue all around the glans there. When I got him really wet, I pulled some more in, and closed my eyes, concentrating on the job.
Within a moment or two, I was sucking him in fully, taking his nice boner all the way to the back of my throat and out again, my hands on his hips, driving my face onto his staff over and over again. Daddy was moaning softly and whispering to me how good it felt. All I wanted was for him to squirt his semen into my mouth so I could swallow it, and make him feel good. I slammed my face back and forth onto his penis, drool and slobber leaking out of my mouth, my boobs shaking, I could even feel the rings shaking back and forth.
After a few minutes, I pulled back and took Daddy’s penis out of my mouth, gasping and breathing heavily. I rubbed the head of his cock over the tops of my boobs, letting the slime and spit and pre-cum coat my nipples. I looked up at him, and saucily pointed my index finger at my open mouth.
“Daddy, I want you to shoot your cum right here, ok? See, right inside there, my little tongue? It’s all red and wet now, but I want you to shoot your sperm right onto it and make it covered in your white juice, ok?” As I’m talking, I’m slowly jerking his penis too, I want to build up a good solid load for me.
“Are your lovely, heavy balls full of cum juice for your naked little girl? Are they churning? Can you feel them making sperms for your little girl to eat? Daddy moaned and squirmed in my grip, I was loving it.
“Can you just picture that, your big, fat, solid cock spraying loads and loads of hot, wet sperm into your little girl’s face? But I want to swallow it all, all of it, right down into my tummy where it belongs. Wouldn’t you like that? If you promise to shoot all of your hot cum in my mouth, I’ll open up and show it all to you before I gulp it down, OK?”
I guess a little bit of that kind of dirty talk from a naked little girl is enough to set any man off, because about the moment I popped Daddy’s cock back into my mouth, he groaned out a sound like he was about to explode, and then his penis spat a hot stream right into me. I quickly closed off my throat and held just the end of his cock between my lips, jerking and stroking, sucking his sauce out of his body as strongly as I could. Daddy pulsed again and again, adding to the hot, salty pool of semen growing on my tongue, I felt his body tense and relax, tense and relax, and he was breathing hot and heavy. I cradled his balls in my other hand, rolling them around, squeezing gently, making sure that I coaxed every drop out of him and gave him the best orgasm I could.
When he finally finished, I had a small lake of semen in my mouth. He slowly pulled his sensitive penis out of my mouth, and I tilted my head back and opened my mouth to show him. Looking right into his eyes, Daddy and I exchanged the kind of love and affection that only a daddy and daughter can. He stared at the huge mass of white cum sloshing around in his little girl’s mouth, and then I slowly closed my lips around it and gulped once, then again, to get it all down, and reopened to show him my empty mouth.
“All gone!” I said, grinning and rubbing my tummy. Daddy hoisted me up and kissed and hugged me, I had to stand on my tippy-toes to kiss him back. I so much loved him. As we were hugging the door knocked, and Daddy walked over to let the room service man in. He wheeled in a cart with bowls of fruit, sandwiches, soft drinks for me and a beer for Daddy, and even two bowls of ice cream for us. He looked right at me and smiled, his eyes traveling over my body from my feet to my forehead, and it seemed he lingered on the silver rings in my naked boobs a few extra seconds. A little thrill of ran through me as I exhibited myself to this perfect stranger, his black skin damp but gleaming in the light. I reached up with one finger and rubbed the corner of my mouth, feeling the white bead of leftover cum there and licking it off, as I winked at him.
Daddy clucked at me for being a tease as the man turned and walked away, but we enjoyed our lunch. I ate the ice cream first, telling Daddy I didn’t want it to melt in the heat. After lunch, I told Daddy I wanted to take a nap, and he said he had to go to the resort office to take care of some stuff from work or something.
I went into the bedroom and flopped on the bed. There was a nice cool breeze coming in through the window that opened onto the beach area, and a big ceiling fan like they have in old movies was turning slowly above the bed. Everything in the room was painted in white or beachy pastel colors. I lay on the bed and stared at the fan, moving slowly in the air above me, it was almost hypnotizing. Each breath tasted like flowers and coconut, it was so peaceful and calming. Almost without even thinking about it, one hand slipped down to slide under my bikini bottom, and I let it slide toy with my clitty and pussy lips. I spread my legs wide and closed my eyes, rubbing myself and picturing beautiful white and brown penises waving in front of my face, every one dripping lovely pre-cum.
My hips started rolling up into my wandering fingertips, and my index finger slipped right into my wet channel. I was imagining the fantasy I’d told Daddy about yesterday. I loved the feelings my fingers were giving me, and my imagination pictured penis after penis plunging into my body and ruthlessly spewing gallons of white sperm into me. Then I pictured a little egg wandering around, hiding meekly in the upper reaches of my tiny immature womb, and the billions of aggressive sperms swimming madly towards her, beating their tiny raindrop-shaped heads against her weakening defenses, the white tide of semen drowning my poor little egg. I shivered in the naughty idea of all of that. I was glad I had birth control for now, since I was not ready to have a baby!
My clit vibrated against my fingertips and I brought myself to a crashing climax, my pussy lips dripping moisture. I felt it sliding down my crack towards my butt, and let one finger slide down there and rub back and forth, spreading the wetness between both of my clasping holes. I brought my fingertip up to my mouth and tasted myself, the tangy salty wetness adding even more fuel to the fire starting to burn in my crotch. I bent my legs to bring my crotch up a little closer and then, wetting my finger with saliva, I brought it down and pushed my finger into my butthole. I was able to get my index finger into my butt, and I wormed my thumb into my pussy hole, while the other hand continued to pound my clit into mush. Another orgasm crashed through me, my hips thrusting up into the air, trying to get an invisible cock even deeper and deeper into me.
Frustrated, I realized I needed something inside of me, something bigger and fatter and longer than my little fingers. I rolled off the bed, tossing my bikini bottoms on the floor as I did, and threw open my suitcase, fingers digging for my mid-sized anal dildo. Finding it, I dropped to the floor on my back, kicking my legs up into the air, one hand snaking around behind my butt, the other splitting my legs, dildo in hand. I pulled open my pussy lips and slid the cool shaft into me smoothly, slowly but firmly. I let out a moan as I felt the cool fullness spread my core apart. It felt so good to be penetrated like that. I started sliding the dildo in and out, smoothly, slowly, reveling in the feelings it was sending to my brain. I came again, butt rolling side to side, hips circling, fucking my hard glass lover.
The wet liquid schlurping of the toy was the only sound in the room louder than my own heavy breathing. The toy was getting soaked in my juices. I pulled it out and brought it to my mouth, and I sucked on the dildo, cleaning it of my juices, my tongue caressing it like I’d caressed my Daddy’s penis just minutes before. Then it burrowed into my pussy again, butting up against my womb, the dull stomach-punch of pain setting off dynamite in my brain. I soaked the fake cock in my pussy lube again, and then slowly eased it into my needy butthole. The brief grunt of pain as the big round head punched into my butt leaked from my lips before I could choke it off. I rammed the piece in until there was just the rounded base still outside and fucked my hips up into the air, trying to capture a cock that wasn’t there.
One hand fucked the hard dildo in and out of my childish ass, the other twisted and pulled my clit. My moans and grunts of pleasure had nothing to muffle them. One climax exploded out of my ass, followed closely by one that blew apart my clit. I sprayed cum and pee and who knows what out across the tile floor. Again, I brought my girlish body to an orgasm, and then a third one rippled through me. I thought I’d never stop cumming. I was on a sex high, nothing but fucking and cumming and cocks and sperm on my mind.
That was probably why I didn’t see or hear the four black men peeking in at the window, no doubt attracted to the squeals of a little girl fucking the brains out of herself. It wasn’t until a wave of orgasmic pleasure had passed over me and started to recede to the background that I dropped my legs out of the air and saw them out there, framed by my tiny white knees. They were peeking in the open window, smiling to themselves, hands busy massaging their own sex organs through the loose white shorts they had on.
I ‘EEEEEPPPP’ed in alarm and dropped my legs flat and scooted on my butt across the tile to the end of the bed, but I couldn’t get out of their sight. There was, in fact, almost nowhere in the room that was not visible to the Peeping Toms out there. So there I was, legs spread wide, going north and south, nude, with a glass dildo sticking out of my butthole and panting like I’d just run a mile. Goosebumps covered my skin, and the air felt cool suddenly. I pulled the dildo out of my butt and shoved it across the floor, as if not having it there anymore would make a big difference.
I debated screaming but wasn’t sure that wouldn’t just make them come in and attack me anyway. For the moment, they were still out there, not moving, just leering at me and, I saw, fisting their penises inside their baggy shorts. They looked kind of funny, when I thought of it, their hands buried down into their shorts, moving back and forth.
I didn’t move. I didn’t try to hide, or close my legs, but I didn’t move either. My legs were spread so wide they could see my entire little pussy, dripping with my wetness. That must have been the switch that gave them courage, as they all rushed in and stood around me. Four enormous black statues. I looked from one to the other. Mister One was tall, muscular, with close cropped hair and a goatee. His eyes met mine and he seemed to smile and leer at the same time. Mister Two was shorter, kinda thick, with legs almost as wide as my whole body. He was bald and had a gold tooth that sparkled in the light. Mister Three was about average, sort of thin actually, with knobby knees that were scuffed and raw looking. Mister Four was almost as tall as Mister 1 but he was big around too, not fat, just big. He had even more muscles than Mister One. He was the first one to drop his shorts down, and I gasped at the sight of his penis. It was not even fully hard but drooped down like a big log, halfway to his knee. He was fisting it slowly, and I watched hypnotized as it hardened and grew out, a tiny bead of cum already bubbling out of the tip. I gulped, audibly, and my eyes widened. Mister Two was next to show me his equipment, and his penis was short, stubby, and thick, just like he was. His penis was fully hard, pointing up in to the air and looked like I could do chin-ups on it. Mister One followed suit, and his penis was about average, I guess, longer than Two but not as big as Four. Three finally showed, last in the group. I almost fainted. I had thought Four was big but Three was easily a couple of inches longer and nearly as big around. He actually fit both hands around the shaft as he fisted it at me. All four, within a few moments, had fully hard and erect penises, anxious to ravage the young white girl at their feet. I shivered, partly in fear, but mostly in anticipation.
“Puh. . . .please d. . .don . . . don’t hurt. . .me. . .” I squeaked, “I’ll do what you want. . .” and I let my voice trail off. They looked at me like a wild dog looks at a raw steak. They had a dangerous aura, something about them didn’t quite jive. I was quaking with real fear, and a tear slid slowly out of one eye and down across my cheek.
One spoke, his voice deep and resonant. “Missy shouldn’t be playin’ wid hersef in brood daylight, now, should she? What you fellas tink?”
“De little white gurl bein’ awful nasty now, puttin’ dat big ting way up her cooch” muttered Three with a sneer.
“Yeah, dat booty on her be used to havin’ big stuffs up in it, I bets” chimed in Four. “Maybe we should be seein’ just how much she can take. . .”
Two didn’t say a word. He simply bent down, wrapped one big arm around my waist, and lifted me up off the floor like I weighed no more than a piece of lint. He put me on his hip and he and two of the others walked in to the living room while One went and closed the patio window they’d just crept in though, drawing the curtains behind him.
Four grabbed the big sofa cushions off the couch and tossed them in the middle of the floor, shoving the small table off to one side so it wasn’t in the way. Two unceremoniously dropped me in the middle of the cushions, and I went to my knees. They surrounded me, and One was first. He put one big meaty paw on the back of my head and pulled my face towards his leaking cock. I opened my mouth automatically, just the way I'd been learning for months now, tasting his sharp tang and letting the big drop of sperm on the tip flow across my tongue. The taste and aroma set off the pleasure alarms in my brain. I sucked gratefully, letting three or four inches of his hard penis be bathed in my spit and tickled by my tongue. But his mates were anxious themselves, and I soon found myself pulled off One and directed over to Four. He hefted his gargantuan cock, smacking me on the forehead with it, letting a spray of lube and pre-cum shower my sweaty face.
“See wats you can do wid dis one, pretty girl. . .” he muttered, and I opened wide, wide as I could, to slip his apple-sized head into my tiny jaws. I found my hands grasped and pulled in the direction of two other penises, it was obvious these guys wasted no time. I laved Four as best I could but I was simply too small to get much of him except the first inch or two of his glans into my mouth. My eyes watered, another salty tear sliding down over my right cheek. I gurgled, almost heaving, as the large male weapon in my mouth battered my cheeks and gums in a determined way.
For the next ten minute or so, I was just a little doll, buffeted one way or the other, moved forcefully from one hard black penis to the next, my mouth and hands almost never unoccupied by throbbing male muscle. I drooled spit and saliva and greasy Caribbean pre-cum down over my chin and across my boobs. My eyes watered, small snail trails of salty tears flowing down over my cheeks. I swallowed constantly, doing my best to get the hot, fragrant musk into my tummy. My poor hands and arms started to ache, the muscled penises demanding constant attention.
Then, almost as if they’d had a pre-arranged signal, the four men pulled back, and I gasped to catch my breath, drool dropping out of my mouth as I dipped my head, hoping for a brief respite.
“Okeh, dat’s enuf wid dat” one of them grunted, “I’se wants to feel my cock in some heat.” He pushed my head down, while one of the others pulled on my legs, and I felt a small footstool placed under my belly, with a pillow under my knees. My ass was up in the air, and I knew that was their next target. I hoped I’d lubed up enough, as I didn’t look forwards to any of those ebony shafts getting shoved up my bunghole dry.
I whimpered in fear, my body shaking, but my hard, erect nipples betraying my agonized need for a thorough pounding. I bent my head, holding my breath and murmuring to myself, “It’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, it’ll be okay, it’ll be – ARRRRRGHHHHHH” I groaned loud enough to be heard in Miami. “FUCK! That hurts!” I screamed as an unseen black shaft breached my poor butthole and half a foot of hard black cock pushed aside my internal organs. I felt him, or someone, spit down into the intersection of our bodies, the warm liquid easing somewhat the agony of that cock that was seemingly ripping me open. I felt strong hands pull my ass cheeks apart and the cock started to piston in and out of my guts. All I could do is whimper in pain, hang my head down over my arms, and cry. I sobbed, “Puh. . .puh . . .leeze. . . . stop . . .ungh…” but the man raping my butt didn’t pay any attention. My insides were sucked out as he pulled his shaft from me slowly, and then sank it back down into me.
Once, twice, three times I felt him push in, and then he paused a bit and then pushed in again, this time sinking himself all the way into me, as I felt his crinkly hairs press up against my tiny white butt cheeks.
“oh mon you got to feel this little chica butthole fellas, you gonna love it big time. . .” my rapist grunted as he started up a rhythmic thrusting in and out of my squelching ass. The pain radiated out of my butt, it felt like he was shoving a red hot bar of iron up inside of me. I cried and whimpered and groaned, my body shaking as he fucked me with an unknown vengeance. I shuddered as I felt him reach down around my hip and started rubbing across my inflamed clitty. Something about that touch involuntarily flipped a switch in me, I couldn’t help it. My sobs turned into grunts and then into whimpers and then into little cries as my pre-teen body betrayed me.
His rough fingers massaged a silent climax out of me, and my guts rippled around the black invader behind me. I heard him moan and grunt, and his shaft bottomed out all the way up inside of me and I felt it splurt out his huge wet load, squelching in my bottom. He pulled himself out, the sound of a cock sucking out of me. I felt his liquid dribble and drip out of me, and his sweat dripping onto my quivering back. He still had his rough hands around my hips. I hung my head, shamed, panting, tears slowly leaking from the corners of my eyes. I hated what was being done to me, I had no strength to fight these beasts, and I was mortified that I’d had an orgasm while being anally raped.
I barely had time to take a breath when I felt the second hard black shaft behind me, and I tensed up.
“Missy bettah let me in dere rightly or she gonna feel eben worse soon.” The man spat, roughly pulling my butt cheeks apart. I felt a stab of pain as my ravaged butthole spread open again. A thin invader wormed in, I realized it was one of his fingers, but it felt as big as a regular cock. He stirred it around in my hole, and then it was gone. I turned my head to see that this rapist was the one with the short but fat and stubby cock. I knew it would never go in, it would split me in half and I’d die, bloody and broken. He grabbed my hips and I felt the head of his log battering at my opening. I tried relaxing, I really did but it’s hard to relax when you’re about to get your ass fucked by a telephone pole. He pushed, grunting, cursing, and then he pulled my hips back at him, and I felt a blinding stab of pain radiate out from my midsection, and I think I passed out for a moment, because the next thing I knew, I was face down on the floor, drooling, grunting, my whole body being pummeled into the floor as the man pounded my ass. Dark arrows of pain surrounded my hips and butt. It was awful.
I felt his hands encircle my hips, and he lifted me up, my face still on the floor, my feet splayed to either side, I was like an inverted V. Again, rough fingers explored the front of my crotch and I felt one slide up into me and rub the roof of my pussy, while the thumb tormented my clitty. I groaned again, shuddering, my body reduced to a sex doll, nothing but warm wet holes for these men to fuck into and release their sperms. But my clitty and my pussy didn’t care, they just wanted to have orgasms. The man fucking my ass wrenched another explosive cum from me, his rough fingertips scraping my G-spot and torturing my clit. I screamed, I cried, I whimpered, and the penis kept on thrusting roughly into me, my poor ass on fire. But he couldn’t last long. Mercifully, after just a minute or two of his rough fucking, I felt him push in as far as he could and another wet missile of sperms was injected far up into my guts. He shuddered over and over, his balls blowing what felt like quarts of black cum into me.
I collapsed flat on the floor again, cum leaking from my butthole, drool from my mouth, and tears from my eyes. Then I felt strong hands reach down and turn me over, and a sofa pillow was thrust roughly under my pelvis. A hand on each tiny ankle, and my legs were spread wide like I was a wishbone from a Christmas turkey. I looked up into a grinning black face, and as I groaned, my legs were pushed back towards my head and I was bent nearly double, my bare and sweating butt up for all to see. I watched, mesmerized, fascinated, yet horrified, as this third black cock was slowly sunk down into my well, plumbing for cum that was pooled at the bottom of my channel. I moaned as inch after inch bored into me, sweat dripping onto my chest from the rapist above me.
Blood pounding in my ears, the foot-long black log sank down into me over and over, each time withdrawing up out of my battered guts, covered in white slime and, to my horror, brownish-reddish gunk that was either blood or poop, either of which made me nauseous to even think about. His buddies crouched on either side of me, one roughly pawing my boobs, the other rubbing fiendishly at my clit until I orgasmed again with a cry and a whimper, my hips bucking and rotating around the black shaft inside of me.
The rapes continued. I was nearly comatose from the pain and the orgasms, time seemed to get hazy, I couldn’t even keep track of who was fucking me when. My world dissolved into a maelstrom of cum, sweat, and black cocks repeatedly slicing into me and spurting oceans of hot salty semen into or onto my body. My ass was swamped with the creamy contents of four sets of big black balls. My chest was coated with spit and sweat and slime, my poor boobs red with hickeys and bite marks. While one rapist was busy plundering my poor anus, the others took fiendish delight in smacking me in the face and boobs with their powerful weapons, sperm and semen flying off, combined with whatever horrible stuff they dredged up out of my ass channel. My lips were forced apart and streams of wet, salty, pungent sperm were splashed into my mouth, choked down amid the fiery climaxes wracking my poor little body.
I was dizzy with pain and pleasure both. I didn’t want it to stop, but couldn’t wait for it to end. I dreaded each next orgasm with anticipatory delight. I came and came and came, slithering around on the damp tile floor, wet with secretions from all of us.
Finally though, I woke from a brief spell of comatose respite to find the room empty. Lord knows how long I was unconscious. Sperm and sweat covered me from head to toe. My poor butthole was leaking semen in a continuous stream of milky brown. It spotted me from my bellybutton to my forehead and I could taste all varieties of it gumming up my mouth and tongue. I was exhausted, barely able to breathe.
I staggered to my feet and flopped face down on the bed. A few long moments later, I felt a warm, comforting hand on my left butt cheek.
“Hey sweetie, are you ok?”
I turned over. “Oh god, Daddy that was the most amazing . . .” I couldn’t even finish the sentence. Daddy’s smiling face looked down at mine, cum smeared and smelling of everything naughty that had happened to me over the last few hours. Four grinning, friendly looking black men joined him from the other side of the bed.
“Sweetie, meet Richard, Trevor, Thomas and Brian. They’re all experts at this sort of thing.”
“We certainly hope you had a good time, Miss Julia” the first one said, “Our services are not usually required for one so young as you, but your father assured us you’d be quite accommodating, and, well, we just wanted to make sure you were not injured.” he finished, in perfect un-accented English.
I smiled up at all of them and held out my arms.
“Come here, all of you, I want to give each of you a big hug and a kiss!” I giggled.
It sure is a good thing that your butt can’t get pregnant!
Chapter
19 - Dinner Party and I meet my Perfect Love
The next few days were like heaven – each morning, Daddy and I got up, and I gave him an orgasm with my mouth for breakfast, and then we walked down the beach to the ocean and lay in beach chairs totally naked under the sun for an hour or two, slathered in sunscreen of course, and then came back to the cabana to cool off, where Daddy would give ME an orgasm with his mouth, and then we’d nap, and then we’d wake up and have some lunch, and then we’d take a bicycle taxi into town and walk around the shops and markets there, and Daddy bought me whatever little trinket I saw that caught my fancy, and I bought some nice wraps and sandals and some teeny tiny bikinis that fit in a Dixie cup! :) LOL
Then we’d come back to the hotel and just lounge around for a while, I checked up with my friends on my phone and Daddy used his to make some calls and do business stuff, I guess. After dinner, we’d walk along the beach for a while, and maybe have a little campfire, and then we’d go back to the cabana and we’d fuck each other silly. I never tired of taking my Daddy’s nice penis right up into my pussy, and he loved me so much and so well that I nearly cried every time we made love. I spent hours loving his penis with my mouth, and almost every night I fell asleep with it in my mouth, sucking on it like the world’s best pacifier. Of course, a couple of times Daddy would wake up a little in the middle of the night and I’d have to hold on and swallowl. I always wanted everything that came out of Daddy’s penis inside me.
About four days after we got to Saint Martins, Daddy told me we’d been invited to have dinner with some people that was a surprise, and I was so excited! After we did our regular day stuff, I came back to the cabana and Daddy and I took a nice long bath in cool water in the tub, with lots of lotion and bubbles. Daddy gave my cute little butthole two warm enemas to clean me out real good, although he didn’t say why, and then shaved me nice and clean and smooth front and back, and it tickled when he shaved the little hairs around my butthole, and then I shaved him, and of course, while I was playing with his penis it got all hard and demanding, so I just had to play with it until he shot his sperms right into my mouth and all over my face. Daddy kissed me so hard afterwards, I almost fainted it felt so nice. We got out of the tub, and I went to wash all the sperm off my face with a cloth, when Daddy reached out and stopped me.
“Hey, wait a minute punkin. Don’t do that. Let’s try something nasty . . .” he said. He took his finger and spread his sperms around on my face. “Let this dry and we’ll go to the dinner and nobody there will suspect that you’ve got my cum drying on your face.” I shivered with the nastiness of it. I finished up for him, using my fingertips to spread his cum around on my cheeks and over my forehead and down across my chin. I tried to cover my face as much as possible. I looked in the mirror as I finished, and thought the sheen of the semen on my skin looked really sexy. I let it dry completely as I dressed.
Daddy said he wanted me to look really sexy and grown up for our hosts, and that maybe I’d even be able to meet someone special, but wouldn’t say any more, the rat. He said he wanted me to just wear a sexy garter belt with some stockings and my heels, and a tiny little school-girl skirt that only came down about half way down my butt, and nothing over my boobs. My boobies were getting a really nice tan all over, and I loved how free and natural it felt to not have to wear some stupid shirt or top. Daddy just wore a pair of light shorts and a nice white cotton shirt with designs on it.
Daddy held my hand as we walked down the path to the other cabana where our hosts were. As we walked up to fancy painted door, Daddy motioned for me to be quiet, putting a finger to his lips and winking at me. I knew he was planning something wicked!
He crept up and then suddenly banged on the side of the door so loud that I jumped in fright, and he yelled, “Come out with your hands up! This is the police!” really loud. I heard a shriek from inside the hut and then a crash like a lamp got knocked over or something, and then a naked woman ran out of the bedroom on the right, and it was Christine! As soon as she saw us, she stopped suddenly and then burst out laughing.
“You stinker! You scared the hell out of us!” she laughed, “and JULIA! What a pleasure it is to see you again, sweetie!” she came to the door, totally naked, sweaty, with her hair all tangled and what looked like something wet and sticky in the valley between her heaving breasts. She came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek, and then she looked at me for a second, and then leaned over to lick my cheek, thoughtful.
“Julia you slut! I know that taste!” she laughed, punching me lightly on the arm and shaking her head. We all walked into the living room area and I heard a commotion from over towards the bedroom, and just then I about gasped and cried out in surprise.
The man coming out of the bedroom, stark naked and displaying a very prominent and angry looking penis, was the pilot of the jet we flew in on! Daddy walked over to him.
“Ahhh, Roger, I see we interrupted something sexy, eh?” he laughed, slapping the man on the shoulder. “Well, I guess we’re a few minutes early.”
“A few? Try an hour, you jerk!” the other guy laughed, mock-punching Daddy. Christine and I just looked at each other and shook our heads. Men.
“And Julia, my dear what a pleasure it is to see you again!” he boomed, coming over to hug me.
“I can see that!” I laughed, pointing at his penis, which had started to droop a bit in all the excitement.
“Ah, yes, excuse me, the little fellow has a mind of his own sometimes!” he guffawed again. I loved hearing his booming voice, he sounded like one of those big huge opera singers or the guy who played Darth Vader in the movies.
Roger went back into the bedroom and came out with some shorts on, and then we chatted for a few minutes, and Christine disappeared for a moment and came back out with a tiny little wrap around her waist but nothing else, she stayed topless. I was entranced by her breasts, they seemed like magnets to my eyes. I couldn’t look away. You know how every now and then you see something that’s just so perfect that you can’t tear your eyes away? Christine’s tits were like that. Round, full, standing up proud, the little barbells poking through each nipple. I hoped mine looked half as good as hers when I was 20.
We had a nice dinner of some fried fish and salads and fruit and bread, and I had some very fresh homemade lemonade. I jumped every time a drop of cold water dripped off my glass onto my boobs, so I guess there are some drawbacks to being topless! LOL! One time a big huge drop of icy water fell off the bottom of my glass and landed right smack on my right nipple. I almost had an orgasm right at the table. We talked about the resort and what we were doing, and Christine and her boyfriend talked about the other times they’d been here. I didn’t say much, I just sat and looked at either Christine or Roger, they were so attractive and good looking it seemed a sin that two people were so good looking. Roger somehow looked familiar too, but I couldn’t quite place him. I didn’t think I’d ever met him before the airplane ride . . .
After dinner, we were out sitting in the screen-covered porch, and Christine was sitting next to me while we talked (I mostly listened) about stuff. She started stroking my leg, and soon enough her right hand went right up the inside of my thigh and she started stroking my coochie above the tops of my nylons and under my skirt. I squirmed around and blushed but it felt good. Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“Sweet Julia, don’t be afraid. You’re among friends here, we all love you. Tell you what – I’ll take mine off if you’ll take yours off . . .” her voice tickled my ear and she stuck her tongue in it just for good measure which made me squirm even more. I looked over into her eyes, and she stood and wriggled out of her wrap and dropped it at her feet. My eyes were drawn to her pussy, her smooth and silky shaved lips were right in front of my eyes. I looked down and unsnapped my skirt, and I had to stand up to let if fall down my legs. She helped me step out of it, my hand on her shoulder as she knelt in front of me.
I only meekly resisted as she sat me down on the lounge chair again, and then, spreading my knees with her hands, dove her face into my crotch. I closed my eyes and lolled my head back, waiting for the ceiling to come back into focus. Her tongue did an excruciating dance on my clit, and my pussy lips fluttered in ecstasy. I held her head to me and it didn’t take long for my first orgasm to wash over me and I pulsed into her mouth. She kept up her onslaught on me, licking first up one side and then the other of my pussy, and when that was too much to take, she pushed her tongue as far up inside me as she could, and I swear I could feel it on my cervix, so I guess a short young cunt has some advantages after all. One slim finger went in after it, and I felt her start to massage my g-spot which made my legs stretch straight out and my insides turn to jelly. I came again, whimpering in pleasure as my body tensed and relaxed.
I stiffened in the chair, my torso rigid and tight, my butt off the cushion and my shoulders bracing against the top of the chair. My hands found my boobs and I started squeezing and rubbing them, the nipples firming into hard points that I squeezed tightly between my thumb and fingers and twisted the rings. It felt so good, and I was delirious in seconds. Christine continued sucking at my pussy, her tongue and fingers drawing another orgasm out of me in moments, I moaned out loud and clenched my thighs around her head until I was sure I was hurting her but she never wavered, never gave me any respite. I quietly screamed through another massive climax that rocked my body, and finally had to push her head away, panting and moaning.
“No . . . no more . . enough. . .please . . .please . . “ I begged her, and she finally relented and lifted away from me with a face soaked in my juices. She turned to her boyfriend, who along with Daddy watched mesmerized as my female lover wrung orgasms out of me.
“See what I told you? She’s a firecracker. . .” she grinned. “Comes like a freight train and never stops.”
Roger just exhaled like he’d been holding his breath for an hour. “Marvelous. . .” he muttered under his breath. “Christine, dear, you were right, as usual. Julia is indeed an amazing young lady.”
I was simply trying to catch my breath. My legs were spread open in full view of the entire room and my eyes were rolling in my head. I loved it! LOL!
While I lay there in a post-orgasmic haze for a few moments, I heard someone knocking at the door, and Christine bounced up and skipped out to see who it was. I scrambled to step back into my skirt, but Daddy actually came over to me and took my hand, shaking his head.
“Don’t worry about that, baby, he’s already seen you naked. In fact, he’s–“ and then he was cut off by Christine coming back into the room.
“Look everybody, Spencer’s here!” she announced, pulling a good looking young man into the room with her. He was tall, dark haired, with a nice smile and a beautiful pair of dark brown eyes. I nervously glanced at him and then I nearly had a stroke.
“Julia, this is my brother Spencer !” Christine said gaily.
And then the lightning and thunder struck right next to my butt and I jumped about three feet in the air.
“Hello, son!” I heard Roger boom out, as he rose to greet his son. His SON! But wait. Her BROTHER?? This was where I about fainted dead away, I swear.
Roger, the pilot, the man with the booming voice, was fucking his DAUGHTER! That was Christine! This was the “daddy” she told me about on the plane! OMG!
Before I could even react, I turned and Christine was on her knees in front of him, sitting back on her calves, pulling Spencer’s pants down, and she had her hands wrapped around his penis and then it all finally fell into place. OMG OMG!!!
Spencer was THE PERFECT PENIS! From my night giving those handjobs to Mr Alex and some of his friends, Spencer was the man with the Perfect Penis that I’d fallen in cock-love with! I blushed dark red when he looked at me and winked, his hand moving his sister’s head back and forth on his Perfect Penis. I was instantly jealous. Christine not only had a gorgeous father with a huge cock who was fucking her on a regular basis, but her brother had the most perfect cock in the world, and was even now shoving it down her throat! Her whole family was gorgeous! I started breathing heavy and felt light headed, I had to sit down.
“Surprised?” Daddy leaned in to smile at me. “I figured you’d be. I knew that you’d want to see him again. After all, you did pretty much go gaga over him a few weeks ago.” He chuckled and hugged my around the shoulders. “We’re all here to enjoy ourselves. I want you to have fun, and new experiences.”
I gulped down the lump in my throat, and my eyes sparkled with tears of joy and happiness. I hugged Daddy and kissed him. I knew what I wanted.
I fell to the floor and knee-walked over to where Christine was busy sucking her brother’s perfect penis. I snuggled up next to her and put my tiny hand around what little bit of her brother’s Perfect Penis was still outside of her mouth, and tried to pull it away from her, so I could enjoy it for a while. She turned to look at me and smiled around the tube of flesh in her mouth, pulling off and letting me aim the shaft over toward my face. I studied it closely and carefully, right in front of me. It was just as beautiful as I remembered, if not even more so with a sheen of Christine’s saliva all over it. I looked up at Spencer’s face and blushed pink, smiling.
“I’m so happy to see you again, kind sir.” I whispered. “You have the Perfect Penis.” And I opened up and sank my lips down over the first few inches of it, closing my eyes and going into what I now know as my “suck trance” – I zone out, and every sense shuts off except for my mouth and lips and hands. I don’t hear, I don’t see, I don’t smell. I just suck. It’s the Penis, and my Mouth. That’s all there is.
I started moving my head back and forth, drawing up lots of spit, and trying to fit more and more of the Perfect Penis into my mouth with each draw. I put my hands around his hips, holding onto his tight butt cheeks with my fingertips. He started rocking his hips lightly, pushing his cock back into my mouth each time I went farther down his shaft. I felt Christine put one hand on the back of my head and with the other she started pinching my right boob. Oh god this girl knew all about me!
So there I was, nude, on my knees in front of an almost complete stranger, with his Perfect Penis deep in my mouth, with a 20 year old equally nude girl shoving my head back and forth on that penis, which, oh by the way, just happened to belong to her BROTHER OMG! and was wet with her own saliva, and oh also by the way, there were two grown men watching us, one of whom was MY father, and the other of whom was the father of this Perfect Penis and also was fucking the other girl, his daughter! It was almost too much to bear.
Within a few moments, I was taking the Perfect Penis all the way down into my throat, gagging a little but not too much, because I swore to myself that I wouldn’t gag on the Perfect Penis. Christine was pushing my head down, making sure that I fit every inch of her brother’s Penis in my mouth and throat. Spit and precum and drool was leaking out of the corners of my mouth, dripping down onto her hand as she pinched and twisted my nipples.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her looking up at her brother.
“Spencer , are you going to give her a mouthful?” she asked.
He grunted. “. . .oh yeah. . . it’s been five . . . days . . . it’s all saved up . . . I’ll fill her belly.” He moaned, looking down into my eyes. My belly fluttered at the thought of all that lovely sperm. I doubled up my efforts to give him the best orgasm I could, sucking hard, my cheeks hollowing on every stroke, my saliva wetting it down, his own sister’s hand pushing my head down onto his cock.
“Oh goody! I know she loves it, the little slut . . .” she grinned, winking at me. “Feed this sexy little girl all of your hot cum, big bro” she mouthed, savagely shoving my head down on the Perfect Penis to accentuate, heading for the home stretch of my blow job.
“C’mon, bro, blow that load right down her throat, make her eat it ALL” and she pinched and twisted my nipple just as she spit out the last word, and my pussy quaked and I think I started to have an orgasm right there with nothing touching my clit or pussy at all, but I never got a chance to find out because I felt that Perfect Penis start to shudder and swell and Christine grabbed my hair and pulled my face back up off of the Perfect Penis until just the tip of it was still trapped between my lips, and a huge splurt of hot semen burst from the little hole at the very end and drowned my poor tongue in white. My senses exploded as I tasted the marvelous beachy smell and tang of it, and I gulped it down and barely had I emptied my mouth of the first volley when Spencer pulled back his hips and punched forwards and released an even bigger and fatter wad of batter into my mouth. Christine moved her right hand from my boob to massage my throat as I swallowed, her other hand on the back of my neck.
“Oh god, I can feel the little slut swallowing Spencer’s cum!” she shrieked.
I gulped his second load down, my pussy and clit convulsing of their own accord. Christine rubbed the front of my throat again.
“He’s cumming right down her neck, oh god Daddy you have to feel this!” she yipped, as Roger knelt down on the other side of me and reached out himself, to feel my throat swallowing the semen being ejected from his son’s Perfect Penis.
“Damn…” he whispered.
Another barrage blew into my mouth from Spencer’s penis, and I closed off my throat to savor the warm, salty taste of it. I pursed my lips and sucked harder, pulling the semen from his balls, using my hand to squeeze it up the shaft of his Perfect Penis and spill it onto my tongue. My mouth half filled, I swallowed part of it down, and then massaged his Perfect balls, sucking, stroking, squeezing. Still his Penis continued to shoot his juice into my mouth, I wanted it to last forever. I would have been content to spend the rest of my life like this, my face and head permanently attached to this Perfect Penis, drinking his semen in unending waves, his sperm providing all the nourishment I’d ever need, my body living on cum alone. His hand was on the top of my head, and his father and sister were feeling my throat gulp his cum down.
Again and again he shuddered and groaned and shot beautiful strong jets of sperm in to my mouth. Five, six, seven jets, and I swallowed. Eight, nine, ten, gulp. Eleven, twelve, thirteen. Audible swallowing. One hand on my throat, masculine, feeling it quiver and contract. One hand on my boob, pinching a nipple, its’ owner licking my ear and making me convulse. Fourteen, fifteen. Slowing. Dammit. Gulp. Sixteen . . . gulp. I try to draw more out of him but he’s empty. Drained. Completely out of sperm. The final little drops are sucked out of his tube, as I squeeze and pull determinedly, needing to get it all.
Finally he’s finished. He groans, and pushes my head away from his now exhausted Perfect Penis and I fall back onto my calves, feet splayed out from under my body, gasping for breath.
“God. . .you’re . . . my god. . . I want more . . .” I gasped out, my breath coming in short wheezes, my body still convulsing from the orgasm. Christine slowly helped untangle myself and lay me down on the cool tile, putting a soft pillow under my head, pulling my legs straight out. I looked up into the slowly revolving fan blades, hypnotized.
"His penis . . . it’s . . .perfect. . .perfect. . .” I whispered, squeezing her hand, my throat still clogged with his thick sperm and semen that was now slowly flowing down into my stomach to be part of me forever.
“I know sweetie, I know.” She responded.
I lay there trembling, my mind whirling around the universe, stars exploding in my pussy, whole galaxies of semen flowing through my veins, my blood replaced by sperm, salty, bleachy, warm, slippery, light traces of fruit juice and sweat and tears. I wanted to drown in it, to swim forever in a sea of cum, bathing in it, covering every inch of my body. The fan sent cooling waves of air down over me and now I had goosebumps popping out. Christine sat silently next to me, cooing, rubbing my boobs and my tummy. She straightened a nylon that had come twisted on my thigh, and rubbed a small drop of semen off my garter belt.
“Oh, sweet angel. Sweet angel. I was only eleven when I took my first load from Spencer . He was born for it, don’t you agree? He was fifteen but his cock was already a legend in school. Every girl wanted it up her cunt or down or throat or both. I know, they all talked to me. Wanting dates. Anything.” Her voice drifted off.
“But he saved lots of it for me.” She knelt over and brushed my face with her lips. “And now, you’ve come along. . .”
I closed my eyes and drifted off. When I woke up a few minutes later, Christine was bouncing up and down on her father’s lap, his bronzed body sprawled in one of the lounge chairs, his feet bracketing my head. I could hear the wet liquid squelching of his penis repeatedly slamming up into his daughter’s welcoming pussy. I turned my head and there was Daddy, lazily rubbing his cock, the dark red head dripping a wet raindrop of cum, and Spencer two chairs over, drinking a soda, goofy grin on his face, watching me. I blushed.
“Don’t look! I’m ugly!” I squeaked, trying to cover myself, blushing like a steamed lobster.
“I think you’re lovely, my little angel.” Spencer said, making my heart skip and my pussy quiver. I looked over at Daddy, he was watching me with a huge smile on his face, he winked at me and nodded, while silently mouthing “I love you”. I dipped my head, watching a small glop of not-dry sperm fall off my forehead onto my shin.
Poor Daddy. I crawled over to him with a saucy look on my face, my knees cool on the tile floor. I pushed his legs apart and started nibble-kissing up the inside of one leg. I stopped when the side of my face snuggled up against his penis, which he’d let flop down. I did the other leg, and then went back to the first, and by the time I got up to his lap this time, his penis was hard and standing straight up. I put my right hand around it and started slowly jerking it up and down, pumping even more blood into the rigid pole. I licked around his ball sack, moving the large marbles around with the tip of my tongue, which made Daddy go “whooooooooo” and I smiled to myself. I started sucking first one, then the other, full ball into my mouth, rolling it around, getting it wet with my spit. I loved feeling his balls roll on my tongue, I knew they were filling with his delicious sperm for me. I continued to slowly jerk his shaft as I made love to his balls. I was glad we’d shaved him, his skin was nice and smooth and kinda crinkly, and he even smelled good down there, a manly aroma that made my nostrils flare in arousal.
“Oh baby . . .” Daddy whispered, “. . .that’s soooooo good . . .”. I looked up at him, my hand on his shaft bisecting my little face in his view. His eyes were full of love for me, and mine were full of adoration for him. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for him.
I finally popped his balls out of my mouth and crawled up to him, arching up above his hips and slotting my dripping pussy over his lovely shaft. I had my left hand on his shoulder for support, and fitted the head of his cock into my opening with my right hand. My pussy was drenched, dripping, and Daddy fit it so well. I sank down on the first couple of inches, it felt soooo good. I curled my feet behind me over his thighs, and put both hands on his shoulders so I could look right into his eyes while I fucked him. I let myself slide farther down on his cock, my pussy squelching with the invasion as his big adult-sized penis split me open and invaded my little teen pussy. I gazed into his eye with love and lust, wondering how it felt to him to have his little daughter slide her wet slippery pussy down over his cock. I know it felt good to me!
I went down as far as my pussy would allow, until I felt the tip of his cock butt up against my little womb. I winced at the sharp pain but put it to the back of my mind. I closed my eyes and pictured the sloped, curving glans of his penis pushing up against my little castle gate, the tight ring denying him entrance, for now. I knew that if he pushed hard enough, and I relented at the right time, his invader would burst through my tiny opening and then his balls would fire unending streams of his sweet sexy semen right up into my womb, in search of my poor little helpless egg.
I rose and sank down over Daddy’s penis for several minutes, sending my own fluttering pussy lips into orgasmic heaven. I gripped his shoulders as tightly as I could, my fingernails digging into his flesh. I would have continued my actions for as long as he wanted, but then Daddy pulled me down, his lips at my ears.
“Go to him.”
I never stopped my continual up-thrusting and squeezing of his magnificent penis, but my eyes questioned.
“Yes. Go to him. Give your pussy to him. You know you want to.”
“. . .are you . . .unh . . . sure, Daddy. . .unh . . .unh. . .” I moaned into his ear as I continued to ride him, my arms tightly wound around his neck, my lips nibbling at his ear.
“Yes. You need it. You deserve it. He needs you, too.”
Nodding, I bit my lip, but slowly rose up off of my Daddy, leaving his poor penis wet with my secretions. It stood tall, throbbing, proud. I hated leaving it.
But then I looked over at Spencer, the owner of the Perfect Penis. He was gorgeous, smiling at me, deep brown eyes like liquid pools of chocolate, his body tan and fit, not musclebound but strong and virile. But it was his penis that grabbed my eyes and wouldn’t let go. Every time I saw it, my breath caught in my throat. So perfect. So tall, erect, proud. Perfectly proportioned, it projected up out of his lap like a fleshy tower. The glans, smoothly cut, rounded lip slightly pinker, weeping a large drop of precum down into the valley between the two sides. The shaft, smooth, yet showing the promise of the strong veins just below the surface, the promise of a tubular pipeline for the semen that was to come spewing out. His balls, low and rounded, hanging in their sack, larger than big grapes, full to bursting with the sperms that deserved and wanted.
I floated over to him, my pussy leaking a line of wetness down the inside of one thigh. He sat on the short edge of a long cushioned sofa, his feet flat on the floor, his arms widely welcoming me. I was in a daze, I’ll admit. Fucked almost senseless, my tiny little mind had shut off long ago and I was nothing more than a horny cunt craving one orgasm after another.
I walked in between his legs and bowed my head in homage to his magnificent penis, kneeling to worship at my altar. I picked it up from where it rested, lightly, across his belly, the head poking just past his bellybutton, right hand encircling the warm, throbbing shaft, my left cradling his round balls. I heard his breath catch.
“Its . . . so perfect.” I whispered reverently. “So. . . so perfect. So big. . .” my voice wavered. I leaned in close and kissed the very tip, tonguing the big drop of precum off and wiping it across my upper lip. It was salty and slippery. I shucked the shaft up and down a few times, raising another droplet, which lubed my lower lip this time.
I was shaking. Nervous. I was about to take another man’s penis, not my father’s, into my pussy for the first time, and accept his semen into my body. My intimate, feminine place that has known no other sperm but my father’s. And my father had urged me to this groundbreaking action. I was torn, reluctant in a small way to allow any foreign sperm into my womb, but also anxious, hoping, wanting, to feel this Perfect Penis ejaculate gallons and gallons of semen into me as often as possible.
Spencer held his arms out to me. “Come here, my angel.” I let him hold me around the waist, and he lifted me like I was a feather. I bent my legs back to hang my ankles over his thighs, just like I had with Daddy. He held me poised over his penis, my body trembling.
“Ready?” he asked, quietly, staring into my eyes. I nodded dumbly.
“Uh. . .guess so . . .”
I reached down and pressed the tip into my opening. The head of his penis was just a little bit larger than my Daddy’s. But I knew I would take it. I knew my flower would open up and his Perfect Penis would slide into me like butter. My pussy lube dripped on the glans and drooled over the lip. I sank down an inch or two, holding my breath. I felt my vagina pulse, and then the head popped fully in. I groaned. Spencer smiled at me. “Beautiful angel. . .”
I gritted my teeth and sank down another couple of inches. My pussy molded itself around the Perfect Penis, every square millimeter of it massaging and gripping the Perfect shaft as it slid into me. My nipples stood out like diamonds, and I leaned forwards to offer one boob to Spencer’s questing lips. They closed over it and I almost orgasmed just from his touch.
He released my waist and I sank down the rest of the way on the Perfect Penis. Oh my god. I could close my eyes and see the huge pink shaft wormed in to my tunnel, my slickly wet cavern gripping it from top to bottom. The glans of the Perfect Penis banged into my tiny cervix like a Viking battering ram, but I couldn’t let it in. No, I couldn’t . . . it wouldn’t fit . . . no way . . . not my poor little tiny womb. . . I was trying desperately to talk myself out of it. Meanwhile, I’d leaned in and had my hands on Spencer’s strong shoulders, and I was lifting my pussy up and down over his Perfection.
‘Squelch . . . squelch . . . squelch . . . the sound of our parts working together like machines rang in my ears. The liquid fire spread out of my belly and exited my body through my nipples. I was on fire from the inside out. Glorious minutes passed, or they could have been seconds. Or hours. I had no concept of time. It was just me and my pussy and the Perfect Penis, working together. I raised and lowered myself in a regular rhythm, not fast, not slow. I leaked lube across both of our crotches. Spencer had his hands around my hips, fingers under the garter straps, massaging my butt cheeks, gripping me tightly, guiding me and lifting me up and down on his shaft. I hugged him, my little arms around his neck, my lips nuzzling at his ear as I shivered through one, then another glorious orgasm.
Spencer then lay backwards across the lounge chair cushion, his knees at the end, feet on the floor. I stayed locked to his neck with my arms, my shins and feet gripping his thighs. I suddenly felt another pair of hands at my hips, and I felt someone straddle the chair behind me. A second before I felt it, my brain flashed an image of a second penis nudging at my butthole.
Oh no . . . I thought.
“Relax, sweetie. I know you can take it . . . I’ll be gentle as I can . . . “ I heard Daddy whisper in my ear as I straightened up my torso, boobs arching out, back bent.
Oh no . . . I worried.
My butt cringed. Daddy’s weapon nudged up against it, slick with my spit and some lube. It felt cool, but dangerous. His hands tightened around my hips, holding me steady, as Spencer continued to thrust up into me, the Perfect Penis bludgeoning me into submission from the inside. I felt one thumb start to roll my clit around in circles.
I tried to relax, really, I did.
I remembered the tricks, like pushing out as if you were going to the bathroom. Exhaling. Closing my eyes and seeing my butthole gape open in my mind.
My clit didn’t help. It kept on signaling the need for another climax to my brain, keeping it pre-occupied while Daddy’s giant fucking cock split me wide open. He pushed, relentless. I tried to get away but it was useless. I whimpered in fear, mostly.
“Shhhhhhhh sweetie, it’ll be fine, you’ll see . . .I know you can do this . . . Daddy needs your butt right now, ok? . . . “ I heard whispers in my ear.
He pushed again, and I pushed back. You could almost hear the pop.
Oh god!
I cried out. It hurt. It hurt like frickin’ hell. But Daddy’s penis popped into my butt, through the tight ring of flesh. How could there be room down there? As he pressed in another inch or two, Spencer pulled his Perfect Penis out an inch or two.
Oh god!
Daddy pulled my hips back onto his shaft, sinking it deeper and deeper. It felt like a hot iron in my guts but as he went in, Spencer pulled out. My tiny body wanted to accommodate them both, but it would take some teamwork. I gritted my teeth and wormed my hips around, squeezing Daddy like I used to. I fell down onto Spencer’s chest with a grunt, and he pushed up as Daddy withdrew. The thin membrane of flesh that separated those two magnificent sex organs in my body held steady under their crushing pressure. Daddy pushed in a little farther with his penis the next time, and I think my butt was finally getting the message.
I was sweating like a pig, drooling like an idiot, and then all of a sudden, my pussy exploded in a climax that made my toes curl inside out. It started in my clit and then rocketed up into my womb, being battered by the Perfect Penis, and then jumped the gap like an electric spark to detonate an orgasm bomb about a foot up into my ass. Daddy’s penis moved it around up there, and it came out my belly button. I started sobbing and gasping for breath, and Daddy and Spencer started see-sawing their cocks in and out of my holes, each one bottoming out, their groins smacking wetly into my crotch front and back. Over and over they pounded into me, wringing another orgasm from my exhausted body but they were tireless.
I was, for all intents, unconscious as they fucked me back and forth, a little teen cock socket providing a warm, wet couple of fleshy sleeves for their gorgeous, if not Perfect, penises. Balls smacked into me from both sides. Spencer’s Perfection kept knocking on the tiny gap of my cervix. Daddy’s rearranged my internal organs. And they both kept fucking and fucking and fucking me. My body was buffeted back and forth, sliding on a sheet of sweat across Spencer’s god-like torso.
Gradually though, I sensed, or rather my mind-of-its-own pussy sensed, that they were close to climax themselves. I tried to come a bit awake. My knees straddled Spencer’s thighs, and he was using my garter belt to sling me back and forth on his Perfect Penis, and Daddy had both hands on my skinny hips, sliding my pelvis back and forth on his cock. My hands were gripping the edges of the lounge chair until my knuckles turned white. My head hung down about three-quarters of the way up Spencer’s chest, hair hanging down in wet tendrils, sweat soaked. I dripped drool onto Spencer’s chest.
“oh my god . . .my god . . . fuck . . .” I moaned, breath coming in short gasps. “Ple . . .puhleze . . .cum . . . cum . . .now . . .” I rattled, nearly delirious.
Suddenly I felt Daddy grunt loudly and pull my hips back roughly, sinking his eight inches of fatherly cock all the way up into my colon until his belly smacked my ass cheeks. I felt his rod stiffen in me and then it pulsed, strongly, spewing a hot cupful of daddy-cum right into my ass. I screamed in pleasure, my own orgasm taking over and sending me into a paroxysm of joy as I felt my butt filled with his sperm. My hips shook and quivered of their own accord, as Daddy pulsed again and unloaded another shot into me. I swore I could feel it on my back teeth. Over and over I felt him squirt, at least five times. I was getting sloshy in there.
Spencer moaned beneath me. “Oh man. . .I can feel your cock going off in there. . .that’s so fuckin’ hot. . .” he said, pulling himself nearly all the way out of me and then shoving all nine inches back in in one big push that knocked the air out of me. I shook in ecstasy as the Perfect Penis nudged right up against my womb and blasted a huge cupful of sperm-rich semen right through my battered cervix and into my immature uterus, looking in vain for an egg. My climax tore through me a brief second later, and then the Perfect one reared back and fired again, another salvo, sperm and semen flooding me, my poor little body now being buffeted by waves of cum from both sides. The three of us shook in orgasmic joy, my mind accepting the fact that at the moment I was nothing but a vessel, a container for their lust, my small pre-teen body miraculously able to absorb shot after shot of salty, hot semen. Behind my closed eyes, I pictured my pink womb, inundated with waves of white cum, splashing off my walls, pooling at my sucking cervix. I pictured my butt, dark, probably bloodied a bit, Daddy’s potent sperm soaking in, an unnatural location but still able to provide pleasure to my beloved Daddy.
I collapsed on Spencer. I could feel Daddy trembling behind me still, his penis slowly softening in me, liquid goop drooling out of my butthole. I didn’t want to get any on sweet Spencer .
“Daddy . . . please, stay in me. . .don’t go . . .” I whimpered at him, turning my sweaty face towards him. He looked down on me, flushed, grinning, and yanked at my hips to seat himself in fully, plugging my leak for the moment. Just then Christine appeared at my side, smiling herself, with a cool damp cloth. She wiped my forehead with it, and the cool water seemed a lifesaver.
“Oh, sweet angel. . . that was marvelous . . so sexy . . . I’ve never seen a girl as young as you take two full grown men like that. You were born for it, though baby, born for it.” She clucked and mother-hen’ed over me, wiping my sweaty body off and then turned to shoo Daddy away and staunch the flow of goo threatening to pour out of me. Daddy pulled out with regret, and I felt lonely and empty without him in me back there. I was still clutching at Spencer’s Perfect Penis with my pussy walls, squeezing every drop of sperm from him, but even he was wilting a bit. I pulled my hips up, so reluctantly letting him slide wetly out of me, and Christine was quick to keep the cloth tight against my pussy lips. She hugged me to her.
“Here, sweetie, let me. You have to share.” she whispered, and as Spencer and Daddy stood on groggy legs and stumbled off to find other chairs to collapse into, Christine wriggled around and wormed her head under my butt, and then pulled on my hips to seat my red, raw, overworked pussy down onto her mouth. Her agile tongue swiped wetly across my folds, curling into a “V” and providing a wet channel for all the sperm up inside of me to sluice slowly down into her greedy mouth. I shivered and shook, squeezing my muscles down there. I hoped Spencer’s cum would stay in my womb, but I could feel clumps and gobs of it sliding out of me and into her.
I heard her swallow, then swallow again. I could feel Daddy leaking out of me too, and it dripped onto her chin.
I could barely support myself, and in a daze, I felt Christine twist us both around until I was laying on my back on the chaise, and she was busily feasting on my pussy and ass. Small, mini-orgasms raced through me a few times, but my synapses were simply burned out, I had been fucked so thoroughly that my body was in permanent climax-mode. Christine grabbed my clit with her teeth, lightly but not too lightly and bit down on it, while her tongue-tip was going ninety miles an hour on it. I shrieked and my body arched up from the lounge until I was only touching it with the back of my head and my heels. She put her hands on my butt cheeks and held me up, feasting on my pussy and drawing another huge wracking orgasm out of me, until I had to beg her to stop, sobbing and trembling.
She let me down slowly, lovingly licking my labia, cleaning me of the accumulated fluids from Daddy and Spencer and me. I closed my eyes, and she stood, and laid a light sheet over me, and kissed me on the lips.
“Rest, sweet angel, rest. You’ve been through a lot.” I closed my eyes, exhausted beyond belief.
As I lay there, it seemed like a gallon of sperm drained out of me. It’s a good thing I got that IUD!
The next few days were like heaven – each morning, Daddy and I got up, and I gave him an orgasm with my mouth for breakfast, and then we walked down the beach to the ocean and lay in beach chairs totally naked under the sun for an hour or two, slathered in sunscreen of course, and then came back to the cabana to cool off, where Daddy would give ME an orgasm with his mouth, and then we’d nap, and then we’d wake up and have some lunch, and then we’d take a bicycle taxi into town and walk around the shops and markets there, and Daddy bought me whatever little trinket I saw that caught my fancy, and I bought some nice wraps and sandals and some teeny tiny bikinis that fit in a Dixie cup! :) LOL
Then we’d come back to the hotel and just lounge around for a while, I checked up with my friends on my phone and Daddy used his to make some calls and do business stuff, I guess. After dinner, we’d walk along the beach for a while, and maybe have a little campfire, and then we’d go back to the cabana and we’d fuck each other silly. I never tired of taking my Daddy’s nice penis right up into my pussy, and he loved me so much and so well that I nearly cried every time we made love. I spent hours loving his penis with my mouth, and almost every night I fell asleep with it in my mouth, sucking on it like the world’s best pacifier. Of course, a couple of times Daddy would wake up a little in the middle of the night and I’d have to hold on and swallowl. I always wanted everything that came out of Daddy’s penis inside me.
About four days after we got to Saint Martins, Daddy told me we’d been invited to have dinner with some people that was a surprise, and I was so excited! After we did our regular day stuff, I came back to the cabana and Daddy and I took a nice long bath in cool water in the tub, with lots of lotion and bubbles. Daddy gave my cute little butthole two warm enemas to clean me out real good, although he didn’t say why, and then shaved me nice and clean and smooth front and back, and it tickled when he shaved the little hairs around my butthole, and then I shaved him, and of course, while I was playing with his penis it got all hard and demanding, so I just had to play with it until he shot his sperms right into my mouth and all over my face. Daddy kissed me so hard afterwards, I almost fainted it felt so nice. We got out of the tub, and I went to wash all the sperm off my face with a cloth, when Daddy reached out and stopped me.
“Hey, wait a minute punkin. Don’t do that. Let’s try something nasty . . .” he said. He took his finger and spread his sperms around on my face. “Let this dry and we’ll go to the dinner and nobody there will suspect that you’ve got my cum drying on your face.” I shivered with the nastiness of it. I finished up for him, using my fingertips to spread his cum around on my cheeks and over my forehead and down across my chin. I tried to cover my face as much as possible. I looked in the mirror as I finished, and thought the sheen of the semen on my skin looked really sexy. I let it dry completely as I dressed.
Daddy said he wanted me to look really sexy and grown up for our hosts, and that maybe I’d even be able to meet someone special, but wouldn’t say any more, the rat. He said he wanted me to just wear a sexy garter belt with some stockings and my heels, and a tiny little school-girl skirt that only came down about half way down my butt, and nothing over my boobs. My boobies were getting a really nice tan all over, and I loved how free and natural it felt to not have to wear some stupid shirt or top. Daddy just wore a pair of light shorts and a nice white cotton shirt with designs on it.
Daddy held my hand as we walked down the path to the other cabana where our hosts were. As we walked up to fancy painted door, Daddy motioned for me to be quiet, putting a finger to his lips and winking at me. I knew he was planning something wicked!
He crept up and then suddenly banged on the side of the door so loud that I jumped in fright, and he yelled, “Come out with your hands up! This is the police!” really loud. I heard a shriek from inside the hut and then a crash like a lamp got knocked over or something, and then a naked woman ran out of the bedroom on the right, and it was Christine! As soon as she saw us, she stopped suddenly and then burst out laughing.
“You stinker! You scared the hell out of us!” she laughed, “and JULIA! What a pleasure it is to see you again, sweetie!” she came to the door, totally naked, sweaty, with her hair all tangled and what looked like something wet and sticky in the valley between her heaving breasts. She came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on my cheek, and then she looked at me for a second, and then leaned over to lick my cheek, thoughtful.
“Julia you slut! I know that taste!” she laughed, punching me lightly on the arm and shaking her head. We all walked into the living room area and I heard a commotion from over towards the bedroom, and just then I about gasped and cried out in surprise.
The man coming out of the bedroom, stark naked and displaying a very prominent and angry looking penis, was the pilot of the jet we flew in on! Daddy walked over to him.
“Ahhh, Roger, I see we interrupted something sexy, eh?” he laughed, slapping the man on the shoulder. “Well, I guess we’re a few minutes early.”
“A few? Try an hour, you jerk!” the other guy laughed, mock-punching Daddy. Christine and I just looked at each other and shook our heads. Men.
“And Julia, my dear what a pleasure it is to see you again!” he boomed, coming over to hug me.
“I can see that!” I laughed, pointing at his penis, which had started to droop a bit in all the excitement.
“Ah, yes, excuse me, the little fellow has a mind of his own sometimes!” he guffawed again. I loved hearing his booming voice, he sounded like one of those big huge opera singers or the guy who played Darth Vader in the movies.
Roger went back into the bedroom and came out with some shorts on, and then we chatted for a few minutes, and Christine disappeared for a moment and came back out with a tiny little wrap around her waist but nothing else, she stayed topless. I was entranced by her breasts, they seemed like magnets to my eyes. I couldn’t look away. You know how every now and then you see something that’s just so perfect that you can’t tear your eyes away? Christine’s tits were like that. Round, full, standing up proud, the little barbells poking through each nipple. I hoped mine looked half as good as hers when I was 20.
We had a nice dinner of some fried fish and salads and fruit and bread, and I had some very fresh homemade lemonade. I jumped every time a drop of cold water dripped off my glass onto my boobs, so I guess there are some drawbacks to being topless! LOL! One time a big huge drop of icy water fell off the bottom of my glass and landed right smack on my right nipple. I almost had an orgasm right at the table. We talked about the resort and what we were doing, and Christine and her boyfriend talked about the other times they’d been here. I didn’t say much, I just sat and looked at either Christine or Roger, they were so attractive and good looking it seemed a sin that two people were so good looking. Roger somehow looked familiar too, but I couldn’t quite place him. I didn’t think I’d ever met him before the airplane ride . . .
After dinner, we were out sitting in the screen-covered porch, and Christine was sitting next to me while we talked (I mostly listened) about stuff. She started stroking my leg, and soon enough her right hand went right up the inside of my thigh and she started stroking my coochie above the tops of my nylons and under my skirt. I squirmed around and blushed but it felt good. Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“Sweet Julia, don’t be afraid. You’re among friends here, we all love you. Tell you what – I’ll take mine off if you’ll take yours off . . .” her voice tickled my ear and she stuck her tongue in it just for good measure which made me squirm even more. I looked over into her eyes, and she stood and wriggled out of her wrap and dropped it at her feet. My eyes were drawn to her pussy, her smooth and silky shaved lips were right in front of my eyes. I looked down and unsnapped my skirt, and I had to stand up to let if fall down my legs. She helped me step out of it, my hand on her shoulder as she knelt in front of me.
I only meekly resisted as she sat me down on the lounge chair again, and then, spreading my knees with her hands, dove her face into my crotch. I closed my eyes and lolled my head back, waiting for the ceiling to come back into focus. Her tongue did an excruciating dance on my clit, and my pussy lips fluttered in ecstasy. I held her head to me and it didn’t take long for my first orgasm to wash over me and I pulsed into her mouth. She kept up her onslaught on me, licking first up one side and then the other of my pussy, and when that was too much to take, she pushed her tongue as far up inside me as she could, and I swear I could feel it on my cervix, so I guess a short young cunt has some advantages after all. One slim finger went in after it, and I felt her start to massage my g-spot which made my legs stretch straight out and my insides turn to jelly. I came again, whimpering in pleasure as my body tensed and relaxed.
I stiffened in the chair, my torso rigid and tight, my butt off the cushion and my shoulders bracing against the top of the chair. My hands found my boobs and I started squeezing and rubbing them, the nipples firming into hard points that I squeezed tightly between my thumb and fingers and twisted the rings. It felt so good, and I was delirious in seconds. Christine continued sucking at my pussy, her tongue and fingers drawing another orgasm out of me in moments, I moaned out loud and clenched my thighs around her head until I was sure I was hurting her but she never wavered, never gave me any respite. I quietly screamed through another massive climax that rocked my body, and finally had to push her head away, panting and moaning.
“No . . . no more . . enough. . .please . . .please . . “ I begged her, and she finally relented and lifted away from me with a face soaked in my juices. She turned to her boyfriend, who along with Daddy watched mesmerized as my female lover wrung orgasms out of me.
“See what I told you? She’s a firecracker. . .” she grinned. “Comes like a freight train and never stops.”
Roger just exhaled like he’d been holding his breath for an hour. “Marvelous. . .” he muttered under his breath. “Christine, dear, you were right, as usual. Julia is indeed an amazing young lady.”
I was simply trying to catch my breath. My legs were spread open in full view of the entire room and my eyes were rolling in my head. I loved it! LOL!
While I lay there in a post-orgasmic haze for a few moments, I heard someone knocking at the door, and Christine bounced up and skipped out to see who it was. I scrambled to step back into my skirt, but Daddy actually came over to me and took my hand, shaking his head.
“Don’t worry about that, baby, he’s already seen you naked. In fact, he’s–“ and then he was cut off by Christine coming back into the room.
“Look everybody, Spencer’s here!” she announced, pulling a good looking young man into the room with her. He was tall, dark haired, with a nice smile and a beautiful pair of dark brown eyes. I nervously glanced at him and then I nearly had a stroke.
“Julia, this is my brother Spencer !” Christine said gaily.
And then the lightning and thunder struck right next to my butt and I jumped about three feet in the air.
“Hello, son!” I heard Roger boom out, as he rose to greet his son. His SON! But wait. Her BROTHER?? This was where I about fainted dead away, I swear.
Roger, the pilot, the man with the booming voice, was fucking his DAUGHTER! That was Christine! This was the “daddy” she told me about on the plane! OMG!
Before I could even react, I turned and Christine was on her knees in front of him, sitting back on her calves, pulling Spencer’s pants down, and she had her hands wrapped around his penis and then it all finally fell into place. OMG OMG!!!
Spencer was THE PERFECT PENIS! From my night giving those handjobs to Mr Alex and some of his friends, Spencer was the man with the Perfect Penis that I’d fallen in cock-love with! I blushed dark red when he looked at me and winked, his hand moving his sister’s head back and forth on his Perfect Penis. I was instantly jealous. Christine not only had a gorgeous father with a huge cock who was fucking her on a regular basis, but her brother had the most perfect cock in the world, and was even now shoving it down her throat! Her whole family was gorgeous! I started breathing heavy and felt light headed, I had to sit down.
“Surprised?” Daddy leaned in to smile at me. “I figured you’d be. I knew that you’d want to see him again. After all, you did pretty much go gaga over him a few weeks ago.” He chuckled and hugged my around the shoulders. “We’re all here to enjoy ourselves. I want you to have fun, and new experiences.”
I gulped down the lump in my throat, and my eyes sparkled with tears of joy and happiness. I hugged Daddy and kissed him. I knew what I wanted.
I fell to the floor and knee-walked over to where Christine was busy sucking her brother’s perfect penis. I snuggled up next to her and put my tiny hand around what little bit of her brother’s Perfect Penis was still outside of her mouth, and tried to pull it away from her, so I could enjoy it for a while. She turned to look at me and smiled around the tube of flesh in her mouth, pulling off and letting me aim the shaft over toward my face. I studied it closely and carefully, right in front of me. It was just as beautiful as I remembered, if not even more so with a sheen of Christine’s saliva all over it. I looked up at Spencer’s face and blushed pink, smiling.
“I’m so happy to see you again, kind sir.” I whispered. “You have the Perfect Penis.” And I opened up and sank my lips down over the first few inches of it, closing my eyes and going into what I now know as my “suck trance” – I zone out, and every sense shuts off except for my mouth and lips and hands. I don’t hear, I don’t see, I don’t smell. I just suck. It’s the Penis, and my Mouth. That’s all there is.
I started moving my head back and forth, drawing up lots of spit, and trying to fit more and more of the Perfect Penis into my mouth with each draw. I put my hands around his hips, holding onto his tight butt cheeks with my fingertips. He started rocking his hips lightly, pushing his cock back into my mouth each time I went farther down his shaft. I felt Christine put one hand on the back of my head and with the other she started pinching my right boob. Oh god this girl knew all about me!
So there I was, nude, on my knees in front of an almost complete stranger, with his Perfect Penis deep in my mouth, with a 20 year old equally nude girl shoving my head back and forth on that penis, which, oh by the way, just happened to belong to her BROTHER OMG! and was wet with her own saliva, and oh also by the way, there were two grown men watching us, one of whom was MY father, and the other of whom was the father of this Perfect Penis and also was fucking the other girl, his daughter! It was almost too much to bear.
Within a few moments, I was taking the Perfect Penis all the way down into my throat, gagging a little but not too much, because I swore to myself that I wouldn’t gag on the Perfect Penis. Christine was pushing my head down, making sure that I fit every inch of her brother’s Penis in my mouth and throat. Spit and precum and drool was leaking out of the corners of my mouth, dripping down onto her hand as she pinched and twisted my nipples.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her looking up at her brother.
“Spencer , are you going to give her a mouthful?” she asked.
He grunted. “. . .oh yeah. . . it’s been five . . . days . . . it’s all saved up . . . I’ll fill her belly.” He moaned, looking down into my eyes. My belly fluttered at the thought of all that lovely sperm. I doubled up my efforts to give him the best orgasm I could, sucking hard, my cheeks hollowing on every stroke, my saliva wetting it down, his own sister’s hand pushing my head down onto his cock.
“Oh goody! I know she loves it, the little slut . . .” she grinned, winking at me. “Feed this sexy little girl all of your hot cum, big bro” she mouthed, savagely shoving my head down on the Perfect Penis to accentuate, heading for the home stretch of my blow job.
“C’mon, bro, blow that load right down her throat, make her eat it ALL” and she pinched and twisted my nipple just as she spit out the last word, and my pussy quaked and I think I started to have an orgasm right there with nothing touching my clit or pussy at all, but I never got a chance to find out because I felt that Perfect Penis start to shudder and swell and Christine grabbed my hair and pulled my face back up off of the Perfect Penis until just the tip of it was still trapped between my lips, and a huge splurt of hot semen burst from the little hole at the very end and drowned my poor tongue in white. My senses exploded as I tasted the marvelous beachy smell and tang of it, and I gulped it down and barely had I emptied my mouth of the first volley when Spencer pulled back his hips and punched forwards and released an even bigger and fatter wad of batter into my mouth. Christine moved her right hand from my boob to massage my throat as I swallowed, her other hand on the back of my neck.
“Oh god, I can feel the little slut swallowing Spencer’s cum!” she shrieked.
I gulped his second load down, my pussy and clit convulsing of their own accord. Christine rubbed the front of my throat again.
“He’s cumming right down her neck, oh god Daddy you have to feel this!” she yipped, as Roger knelt down on the other side of me and reached out himself, to feel my throat swallowing the semen being ejected from his son’s Perfect Penis.
“Damn…” he whispered.
Another barrage blew into my mouth from Spencer’s penis, and I closed off my throat to savor the warm, salty taste of it. I pursed my lips and sucked harder, pulling the semen from his balls, using my hand to squeeze it up the shaft of his Perfect Penis and spill it onto my tongue. My mouth half filled, I swallowed part of it down, and then massaged his Perfect balls, sucking, stroking, squeezing. Still his Penis continued to shoot his juice into my mouth, I wanted it to last forever. I would have been content to spend the rest of my life like this, my face and head permanently attached to this Perfect Penis, drinking his semen in unending waves, his sperm providing all the nourishment I’d ever need, my body living on cum alone. His hand was on the top of my head, and his father and sister were feeling my throat gulp his cum down.
Again and again he shuddered and groaned and shot beautiful strong jets of sperm in to my mouth. Five, six, seven jets, and I swallowed. Eight, nine, ten, gulp. Eleven, twelve, thirteen. Audible swallowing. One hand on my throat, masculine, feeling it quiver and contract. One hand on my boob, pinching a nipple, its’ owner licking my ear and making me convulse. Fourteen, fifteen. Slowing. Dammit. Gulp. Sixteen . . . gulp. I try to draw more out of him but he’s empty. Drained. Completely out of sperm. The final little drops are sucked out of his tube, as I squeeze and pull determinedly, needing to get it all.
Finally he’s finished. He groans, and pushes my head away from his now exhausted Perfect Penis and I fall back onto my calves, feet splayed out from under my body, gasping for breath.
“God. . .you’re . . . my god. . . I want more . . .” I gasped out, my breath coming in short wheezes, my body still convulsing from the orgasm. Christine slowly helped untangle myself and lay me down on the cool tile, putting a soft pillow under my head, pulling my legs straight out. I looked up into the slowly revolving fan blades, hypnotized.
"His penis . . . it’s . . .perfect. . .perfect. . .” I whispered, squeezing her hand, my throat still clogged with his thick sperm and semen that was now slowly flowing down into my stomach to be part of me forever.
“I know sweetie, I know.” She responded.
I lay there trembling, my mind whirling around the universe, stars exploding in my pussy, whole galaxies of semen flowing through my veins, my blood replaced by sperm, salty, bleachy, warm, slippery, light traces of fruit juice and sweat and tears. I wanted to drown in it, to swim forever in a sea of cum, bathing in it, covering every inch of my body. The fan sent cooling waves of air down over me and now I had goosebumps popping out. Christine sat silently next to me, cooing, rubbing my boobs and my tummy. She straightened a nylon that had come twisted on my thigh, and rubbed a small drop of semen off my garter belt.
“Oh, sweet angel. Sweet angel. I was only eleven when I took my first load from Spencer . He was born for it, don’t you agree? He was fifteen but his cock was already a legend in school. Every girl wanted it up her cunt or down or throat or both. I know, they all talked to me. Wanting dates. Anything.” Her voice drifted off.
“But he saved lots of it for me.” She knelt over and brushed my face with her lips. “And now, you’ve come along. . .”
I closed my eyes and drifted off. When I woke up a few minutes later, Christine was bouncing up and down on her father’s lap, his bronzed body sprawled in one of the lounge chairs, his feet bracketing my head. I could hear the wet liquid squelching of his penis repeatedly slamming up into his daughter’s welcoming pussy. I turned my head and there was Daddy, lazily rubbing his cock, the dark red head dripping a wet raindrop of cum, and Spencer two chairs over, drinking a soda, goofy grin on his face, watching me. I blushed.
“Don’t look! I’m ugly!” I squeaked, trying to cover myself, blushing like a steamed lobster.
“I think you’re lovely, my little angel.” Spencer said, making my heart skip and my pussy quiver. I looked over at Daddy, he was watching me with a huge smile on his face, he winked at me and nodded, while silently mouthing “I love you”. I dipped my head, watching a small glop of not-dry sperm fall off my forehead onto my shin.
Poor Daddy. I crawled over to him with a saucy look on my face, my knees cool on the tile floor. I pushed his legs apart and started nibble-kissing up the inside of one leg. I stopped when the side of my face snuggled up against his penis, which he’d let flop down. I did the other leg, and then went back to the first, and by the time I got up to his lap this time, his penis was hard and standing straight up. I put my right hand around it and started slowly jerking it up and down, pumping even more blood into the rigid pole. I licked around his ball sack, moving the large marbles around with the tip of my tongue, which made Daddy go “whooooooooo” and I smiled to myself. I started sucking first one, then the other, full ball into my mouth, rolling it around, getting it wet with my spit. I loved feeling his balls roll on my tongue, I knew they were filling with his delicious sperm for me. I continued to slowly jerk his shaft as I made love to his balls. I was glad we’d shaved him, his skin was nice and smooth and kinda crinkly, and he even smelled good down there, a manly aroma that made my nostrils flare in arousal.
“Oh baby . . .” Daddy whispered, “. . .that’s soooooo good . . .”. I looked up at him, my hand on his shaft bisecting my little face in his view. His eyes were full of love for me, and mine were full of adoration for him. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for him.
I finally popped his balls out of my mouth and crawled up to him, arching up above his hips and slotting my dripping pussy over his lovely shaft. I had my left hand on his shoulder for support, and fitted the head of his cock into my opening with my right hand. My pussy was drenched, dripping, and Daddy fit it so well. I sank down on the first couple of inches, it felt soooo good. I curled my feet behind me over his thighs, and put both hands on his shoulders so I could look right into his eyes while I fucked him. I let myself slide farther down on his cock, my pussy squelching with the invasion as his big adult-sized penis split me open and invaded my little teen pussy. I gazed into his eye with love and lust, wondering how it felt to him to have his little daughter slide her wet slippery pussy down over his cock. I know it felt good to me!
I went down as far as my pussy would allow, until I felt the tip of his cock butt up against my little womb. I winced at the sharp pain but put it to the back of my mind. I closed my eyes and pictured the sloped, curving glans of his penis pushing up against my little castle gate, the tight ring denying him entrance, for now. I knew that if he pushed hard enough, and I relented at the right time, his invader would burst through my tiny opening and then his balls would fire unending streams of his sweet sexy semen right up into my womb, in search of my poor little helpless egg.
I rose and sank down over Daddy’s penis for several minutes, sending my own fluttering pussy lips into orgasmic heaven. I gripped his shoulders as tightly as I could, my fingernails digging into his flesh. I would have continued my actions for as long as he wanted, but then Daddy pulled me down, his lips at my ears.
“Go to him.”
I never stopped my continual up-thrusting and squeezing of his magnificent penis, but my eyes questioned.
“Yes. Go to him. Give your pussy to him. You know you want to.”
“. . .are you . . .unh . . . sure, Daddy. . .unh . . .unh. . .” I moaned into his ear as I continued to ride him, my arms tightly wound around his neck, my lips nibbling at his ear.
“Yes. You need it. You deserve it. He needs you, too.”
Nodding, I bit my lip, but slowly rose up off of my Daddy, leaving his poor penis wet with my secretions. It stood tall, throbbing, proud. I hated leaving it.
But then I looked over at Spencer, the owner of the Perfect Penis. He was gorgeous, smiling at me, deep brown eyes like liquid pools of chocolate, his body tan and fit, not musclebound but strong and virile. But it was his penis that grabbed my eyes and wouldn’t let go. Every time I saw it, my breath caught in my throat. So perfect. So tall, erect, proud. Perfectly proportioned, it projected up out of his lap like a fleshy tower. The glans, smoothly cut, rounded lip slightly pinker, weeping a large drop of precum down into the valley between the two sides. The shaft, smooth, yet showing the promise of the strong veins just below the surface, the promise of a tubular pipeline for the semen that was to come spewing out. His balls, low and rounded, hanging in their sack, larger than big grapes, full to bursting with the sperms that deserved and wanted.
I floated over to him, my pussy leaking a line of wetness down the inside of one thigh. He sat on the short edge of a long cushioned sofa, his feet flat on the floor, his arms widely welcoming me. I was in a daze, I’ll admit. Fucked almost senseless, my tiny little mind had shut off long ago and I was nothing more than a horny cunt craving one orgasm after another.
I walked in between his legs and bowed my head in homage to his magnificent penis, kneeling to worship at my altar. I picked it up from where it rested, lightly, across his belly, the head poking just past his bellybutton, right hand encircling the warm, throbbing shaft, my left cradling his round balls. I heard his breath catch.
“Its . . . so perfect.” I whispered reverently. “So. . . so perfect. So big. . .” my voice wavered. I leaned in close and kissed the very tip, tonguing the big drop of precum off and wiping it across my upper lip. It was salty and slippery. I shucked the shaft up and down a few times, raising another droplet, which lubed my lower lip this time.
I was shaking. Nervous. I was about to take another man’s penis, not my father’s, into my pussy for the first time, and accept his semen into my body. My intimate, feminine place that has known no other sperm but my father’s. And my father had urged me to this groundbreaking action. I was torn, reluctant in a small way to allow any foreign sperm into my womb, but also anxious, hoping, wanting, to feel this Perfect Penis ejaculate gallons and gallons of semen into me as often as possible.
Spencer held his arms out to me. “Come here, my angel.” I let him hold me around the waist, and he lifted me like I was a feather. I bent my legs back to hang my ankles over his thighs, just like I had with Daddy. He held me poised over his penis, my body trembling.
“Ready?” he asked, quietly, staring into my eyes. I nodded dumbly.
“Uh. . .guess so . . .”
I reached down and pressed the tip into my opening. The head of his penis was just a little bit larger than my Daddy’s. But I knew I would take it. I knew my flower would open up and his Perfect Penis would slide into me like butter. My pussy lube dripped on the glans and drooled over the lip. I sank down an inch or two, holding my breath. I felt my vagina pulse, and then the head popped fully in. I groaned. Spencer smiled at me. “Beautiful angel. . .”
I gritted my teeth and sank down another couple of inches. My pussy molded itself around the Perfect Penis, every square millimeter of it massaging and gripping the Perfect shaft as it slid into me. My nipples stood out like diamonds, and I leaned forwards to offer one boob to Spencer’s questing lips. They closed over it and I almost orgasmed just from his touch.
He released my waist and I sank down the rest of the way on the Perfect Penis. Oh my god. I could close my eyes and see the huge pink shaft wormed in to my tunnel, my slickly wet cavern gripping it from top to bottom. The glans of the Perfect Penis banged into my tiny cervix like a Viking battering ram, but I couldn’t let it in. No, I couldn’t . . . it wouldn’t fit . . . no way . . . not my poor little tiny womb. . . I was trying desperately to talk myself out of it. Meanwhile, I’d leaned in and had my hands on Spencer’s strong shoulders, and I was lifting my pussy up and down over his Perfection.
‘Squelch . . . squelch . . . squelch . . . the sound of our parts working together like machines rang in my ears. The liquid fire spread out of my belly and exited my body through my nipples. I was on fire from the inside out. Glorious minutes passed, or they could have been seconds. Or hours. I had no concept of time. It was just me and my pussy and the Perfect Penis, working together. I raised and lowered myself in a regular rhythm, not fast, not slow. I leaked lube across both of our crotches. Spencer had his hands around my hips, fingers under the garter straps, massaging my butt cheeks, gripping me tightly, guiding me and lifting me up and down on his shaft. I hugged him, my little arms around his neck, my lips nuzzling at his ear as I shivered through one, then another glorious orgasm.
Spencer then lay backwards across the lounge chair cushion, his knees at the end, feet on the floor. I stayed locked to his neck with my arms, my shins and feet gripping his thighs. I suddenly felt another pair of hands at my hips, and I felt someone straddle the chair behind me. A second before I felt it, my brain flashed an image of a second penis nudging at my butthole.
Oh no . . . I thought.
“Relax, sweetie. I know you can take it . . . I’ll be gentle as I can . . . “ I heard Daddy whisper in my ear as I straightened up my torso, boobs arching out, back bent.
Oh no . . . I worried.
My butt cringed. Daddy’s weapon nudged up against it, slick with my spit and some lube. It felt cool, but dangerous. His hands tightened around my hips, holding me steady, as Spencer continued to thrust up into me, the Perfect Penis bludgeoning me into submission from the inside. I felt one thumb start to roll my clit around in circles.
I tried to relax, really, I did.
I remembered the tricks, like pushing out as if you were going to the bathroom. Exhaling. Closing my eyes and seeing my butthole gape open in my mind.
My clit didn’t help. It kept on signaling the need for another climax to my brain, keeping it pre-occupied while Daddy’s giant fucking cock split me wide open. He pushed, relentless. I tried to get away but it was useless. I whimpered in fear, mostly.
“Shhhhhhhh sweetie, it’ll be fine, you’ll see . . .I know you can do this . . . Daddy needs your butt right now, ok? . . . “ I heard whispers in my ear.
He pushed again, and I pushed back. You could almost hear the pop.
Oh god!
I cried out. It hurt. It hurt like frickin’ hell. But Daddy’s penis popped into my butt, through the tight ring of flesh. How could there be room down there? As he pressed in another inch or two, Spencer pulled his Perfect Penis out an inch or two.
Oh god!
Daddy pulled my hips back onto his shaft, sinking it deeper and deeper. It felt like a hot iron in my guts but as he went in, Spencer pulled out. My tiny body wanted to accommodate them both, but it would take some teamwork. I gritted my teeth and wormed my hips around, squeezing Daddy like I used to. I fell down onto Spencer’s chest with a grunt, and he pushed up as Daddy withdrew. The thin membrane of flesh that separated those two magnificent sex organs in my body held steady under their crushing pressure. Daddy pushed in a little farther with his penis the next time, and I think my butt was finally getting the message.
I was sweating like a pig, drooling like an idiot, and then all of a sudden, my pussy exploded in a climax that made my toes curl inside out. It started in my clit and then rocketed up into my womb, being battered by the Perfect Penis, and then jumped the gap like an electric spark to detonate an orgasm bomb about a foot up into my ass. Daddy’s penis moved it around up there, and it came out my belly button. I started sobbing and gasping for breath, and Daddy and Spencer started see-sawing their cocks in and out of my holes, each one bottoming out, their groins smacking wetly into my crotch front and back. Over and over they pounded into me, wringing another orgasm from my exhausted body but they were tireless.
I was, for all intents, unconscious as they fucked me back and forth, a little teen cock socket providing a warm, wet couple of fleshy sleeves for their gorgeous, if not Perfect, penises. Balls smacked into me from both sides. Spencer’s Perfection kept knocking on the tiny gap of my cervix. Daddy’s rearranged my internal organs. And they both kept fucking and fucking and fucking me. My body was buffeted back and forth, sliding on a sheet of sweat across Spencer’s god-like torso.
Gradually though, I sensed, or rather my mind-of-its-own pussy sensed, that they were close to climax themselves. I tried to come a bit awake. My knees straddled Spencer’s thighs, and he was using my garter belt to sling me back and forth on his Perfect Penis, and Daddy had both hands on my skinny hips, sliding my pelvis back and forth on his cock. My hands were gripping the edges of the lounge chair until my knuckles turned white. My head hung down about three-quarters of the way up Spencer’s chest, hair hanging down in wet tendrils, sweat soaked. I dripped drool onto Spencer’s chest.
“oh my god . . .my god . . . fuck . . .” I moaned, breath coming in short gasps. “Ple . . .puhleze . . .cum . . . cum . . .now . . .” I rattled, nearly delirious.
Suddenly I felt Daddy grunt loudly and pull my hips back roughly, sinking his eight inches of fatherly cock all the way up into my colon until his belly smacked my ass cheeks. I felt his rod stiffen in me and then it pulsed, strongly, spewing a hot cupful of daddy-cum right into my ass. I screamed in pleasure, my own orgasm taking over and sending me into a paroxysm of joy as I felt my butt filled with his sperm. My hips shook and quivered of their own accord, as Daddy pulsed again and unloaded another shot into me. I swore I could feel it on my back teeth. Over and over I felt him squirt, at least five times. I was getting sloshy in there.
Spencer moaned beneath me. “Oh man. . .I can feel your cock going off in there. . .that’s so fuckin’ hot. . .” he said, pulling himself nearly all the way out of me and then shoving all nine inches back in in one big push that knocked the air out of me. I shook in ecstasy as the Perfect Penis nudged right up against my womb and blasted a huge cupful of sperm-rich semen right through my battered cervix and into my immature uterus, looking in vain for an egg. My climax tore through me a brief second later, and then the Perfect one reared back and fired again, another salvo, sperm and semen flooding me, my poor little body now being buffeted by waves of cum from both sides. The three of us shook in orgasmic joy, my mind accepting the fact that at the moment I was nothing but a vessel, a container for their lust, my small pre-teen body miraculously able to absorb shot after shot of salty, hot semen. Behind my closed eyes, I pictured my pink womb, inundated with waves of white cum, splashing off my walls, pooling at my sucking cervix. I pictured my butt, dark, probably bloodied a bit, Daddy’s potent sperm soaking in, an unnatural location but still able to provide pleasure to my beloved Daddy.
I collapsed on Spencer. I could feel Daddy trembling behind me still, his penis slowly softening in me, liquid goop drooling out of my butthole. I didn’t want to get any on sweet Spencer .
“Daddy . . . please, stay in me. . .don’t go . . .” I whimpered at him, turning my sweaty face towards him. He looked down on me, flushed, grinning, and yanked at my hips to seat himself in fully, plugging my leak for the moment. Just then Christine appeared at my side, smiling herself, with a cool damp cloth. She wiped my forehead with it, and the cool water seemed a lifesaver.
“Oh, sweet angel. . . that was marvelous . . so sexy . . . I’ve never seen a girl as young as you take two full grown men like that. You were born for it, though baby, born for it.” She clucked and mother-hen’ed over me, wiping my sweaty body off and then turned to shoo Daddy away and staunch the flow of goo threatening to pour out of me. Daddy pulled out with regret, and I felt lonely and empty without him in me back there. I was still clutching at Spencer’s Perfect Penis with my pussy walls, squeezing every drop of sperm from him, but even he was wilting a bit. I pulled my hips up, so reluctantly letting him slide wetly out of me, and Christine was quick to keep the cloth tight against my pussy lips. She hugged me to her.
“Here, sweetie, let me. You have to share.” she whispered, and as Spencer and Daddy stood on groggy legs and stumbled off to find other chairs to collapse into, Christine wriggled around and wormed her head under my butt, and then pulled on my hips to seat my red, raw, overworked pussy down onto her mouth. Her agile tongue swiped wetly across my folds, curling into a “V” and providing a wet channel for all the sperm up inside of me to sluice slowly down into her greedy mouth. I shivered and shook, squeezing my muscles down there. I hoped Spencer’s cum would stay in my womb, but I could feel clumps and gobs of it sliding out of me and into her.
I heard her swallow, then swallow again. I could feel Daddy leaking out of me too, and it dripped onto her chin.
I could barely support myself, and in a daze, I felt Christine twist us both around until I was laying on my back on the chaise, and she was busily feasting on my pussy and ass. Small, mini-orgasms raced through me a few times, but my synapses were simply burned out, I had been fucked so thoroughly that my body was in permanent climax-mode. Christine grabbed my clit with her teeth, lightly but not too lightly and bit down on it, while her tongue-tip was going ninety miles an hour on it. I shrieked and my body arched up from the lounge until I was only touching it with the back of my head and my heels. She put her hands on my butt cheeks and held me up, feasting on my pussy and drawing another huge wracking orgasm out of me, until I had to beg her to stop, sobbing and trembling.
She let me down slowly, lovingly licking my labia, cleaning me of the accumulated fluids from Daddy and Spencer and me. I closed my eyes, and she stood, and laid a light sheet over me, and kissed me on the lips.
“Rest, sweet angel, rest. You’ve been through a lot.” I closed my eyes, exhausted beyond belief.
As I lay there, it seemed like a gallon of sperm drained out of me. It’s a good thing I got that IUD!
Chapter
20 - Pomp and Pageantry
I don’t even remember Daddy carrying me back to our rooms and putting me to bed. I slept for almost 24 hours. Daddy finally came in to wake me up around 8 the next evening, bringing me a nice tray of fruits, some cold cuts and bread and a big glass of orange juice. I gobbled it all down and asked for more. :)
When Daddy came back in our bedroom with another helping, he sat down on the bed next to me and stroked my leg softly.
“How are you feeling, sweetie?”
“Um . . . beat . . . wore out . . . but good,” I answered. “I’ve never had so much sex at one time! But it was all great, thank you Daddy.” I gushed, reaching up to hug him.
“I’m glad. I knew you’d like seeing Spencer again, and Christine said she’d make sure things didn’t get too far out of hand.”
“Tell me about them, Daddy. How did you know them? I want to know . . .”
Daddy was silent for a few moments, and then stretched out on the bed next to me.
“Roger lost his wife to a drunk driver when Christine was 8. Spencer was 12. It was a tough time for them all, as you can relate. He was a commercial pilot back then and was gone overnights a LOT, so they hired a housekeeper/nanny to take care of the kids until they got old enough to take care of themselves overnight – Spencer was, I guess, about 16 by then and Chrissy was 11 or 12, I suppose.”
“Christine told me they started being lovers.”
“Yes, I think it was a combination of her being lonely and him being . . . well, lonely too.”
“I’m glad they had each other, though. Kinda like you and me, Daddy. I’ll never leave you.”
Daddy looked at me and smiled.
“Don’t say that. You’ll meet some nice young man and then you’ll drop old Dad like a bad habit.”
“No! Don’t say that!” I yelled, punching him in the belly. He didn’t even flinch. “Never!”
Daddy just smiled and put a finger to my lips. “Shuuush. . .”
“But how did you meet Roger?” I asked, still curious.
“He went to work as the pilot for one of my clients. Every now and then, he’d fly my client, and me, to meetings or other business functions. Sometimes, the client would just send me. A few years ago, Chrissy started working the jet when there were more than three or four passengers, to serve them drinks and all. That’s how I met her.”
“Did you . . . you know . . . ever . . . ???” I asked, partly curious and partly jealous.
“No, we didn’t. She’s always been faithful to Roger, in terms of male companionship. But as you’ve found, she also likes girls. Roger is fine with that.”
“She seduced me on the plane, you know.” I whispered.
“I know. We had it planned that way. You don’t mind . . .” he answered quietly.
“Oh no! It was marvelous. I never thought I’d be attracted to another girl but she’s so . . . so . . . beautiful!” I grinned. “I mean, did you see her? Her boobs are perfect! She’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever known, and she was so gentle with me, and she showed me things and . . . and . . . I don’t know, I just really liked it. I even liked licking her . . . well, you know. Her coochie. It was so smooth and soft and lovely, I just couldn’t help it.”
Daddy ruffled my hair. “That’s good, sweetie. I’m glad you like it, there’s nothing wrong with two people loving each other, no matter what. You should always remember that, when people love each other, nothing is wrong, so long as they’re not forced into anything.”
“But ‘play-forcing’ is OK, right?”
“Well, sure, so long as it’s just for play. That’s what I told Richard and Brian and the boys the other day. They know just how far to go to make it realistic without going over the line. When I watched the tape, you did a really good job with them! They said afterwards that you were fantastic, and one of the sexiest girls they’d ever worked with.”
I blushed. And yawned.
“Daddy, will you stay with me for a while? I’m really tired still and want to go back to sleep.”
“Sure, sweetie, whatever you want.” Daddy said, snuggling down next to me. The ceiling fan was running in slow circles, blowing cool air around the room, it felt really good. I was full of food and just wanted to rest for another night. Daddy put his arm around me and I fell asleep smelling his nice aftershave and his masculine scent. I loved that.
I don’t even remember Daddy carrying me back to our rooms and putting me to bed. I slept for almost 24 hours. Daddy finally came in to wake me up around 8 the next evening, bringing me a nice tray of fruits, some cold cuts and bread and a big glass of orange juice. I gobbled it all down and asked for more. :)
When Daddy came back in our bedroom with another helping, he sat down on the bed next to me and stroked my leg softly.
“How are you feeling, sweetie?”
“Um . . . beat . . . wore out . . . but good,” I answered. “I’ve never had so much sex at one time! But it was all great, thank you Daddy.” I gushed, reaching up to hug him.
“I’m glad. I knew you’d like seeing Spencer again, and Christine said she’d make sure things didn’t get too far out of hand.”
“Tell me about them, Daddy. How did you know them? I want to know . . .”
Daddy was silent for a few moments, and then stretched out on the bed next to me.
“Roger lost his wife to a drunk driver when Christine was 8. Spencer was 12. It was a tough time for them all, as you can relate. He was a commercial pilot back then and was gone overnights a LOT, so they hired a housekeeper/nanny to take care of the kids until they got old enough to take care of themselves overnight – Spencer was, I guess, about 16 by then and Chrissy was 11 or 12, I suppose.”
“Christine told me they started being lovers.”
“Yes, I think it was a combination of her being lonely and him being . . . well, lonely too.”
“I’m glad they had each other, though. Kinda like you and me, Daddy. I’ll never leave you.”
Daddy looked at me and smiled.
“Don’t say that. You’ll meet some nice young man and then you’ll drop old Dad like a bad habit.”
“No! Don’t say that!” I yelled, punching him in the belly. He didn’t even flinch. “Never!”
Daddy just smiled and put a finger to my lips. “Shuuush. . .”
“But how did you meet Roger?” I asked, still curious.
“He went to work as the pilot for one of my clients. Every now and then, he’d fly my client, and me, to meetings or other business functions. Sometimes, the client would just send me. A few years ago, Chrissy started working the jet when there were more than three or four passengers, to serve them drinks and all. That’s how I met her.”
“Did you . . . you know . . . ever . . . ???” I asked, partly curious and partly jealous.
“No, we didn’t. She’s always been faithful to Roger, in terms of male companionship. But as you’ve found, she also likes girls. Roger is fine with that.”
“She seduced me on the plane, you know.” I whispered.
“I know. We had it planned that way. You don’t mind . . .” he answered quietly.
“Oh no! It was marvelous. I never thought I’d be attracted to another girl but she’s so . . . so . . . beautiful!” I grinned. “I mean, did you see her? Her boobs are perfect! She’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever known, and she was so gentle with me, and she showed me things and . . . and . . . I don’t know, I just really liked it. I even liked licking her . . . well, you know. Her coochie. It was so smooth and soft and lovely, I just couldn’t help it.”
Daddy ruffled my hair. “That’s good, sweetie. I’m glad you like it, there’s nothing wrong with two people loving each other, no matter what. You should always remember that, when people love each other, nothing is wrong, so long as they’re not forced into anything.”
“But ‘play-forcing’ is OK, right?”
“Well, sure, so long as it’s just for play. That’s what I told Richard and Brian and the boys the other day. They know just how far to go to make it realistic without going over the line. When I watched the tape, you did a really good job with them! They said afterwards that you were fantastic, and one of the sexiest girls they’d ever worked with.”
I blushed. And yawned.
“Daddy, will you stay with me for a while? I’m really tired still and want to go back to sleep.”
“Sure, sweetie, whatever you want.” Daddy said, snuggling down next to me. The ceiling fan was running in slow circles, blowing cool air around the room, it felt really good. I was full of food and just wanted to rest for another night. Daddy put his arm around me and I fell asleep smelling his nice aftershave and his masculine scent. I loved that.
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I finally woke up the next morning, and I felt ready to go. I walked naked into the living room area, Daddy had already called room service and there were trays of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, English muffins, jelly, fruit and orange juice and milk too. I was famished, so I at a lot and then burped real loud at the end! Daddy and I laughed and he hugged me.
“What are we doing today?” I asked him.
“Well, it’s a little cloudy outside, so I’m not sure it’s a good beach day or not. Maybe we’ll go into town and do some shopping. I do have a surprise for you though,” he said.
“Ohhh, tell me tell me!” I yipped, excitedly. “What is it?”
“Well, the hotel here puts on beauty pageant every summer around this time, and they crown a Mr Nude Ocean Bay and a Miss Nude Ocean Bay. Normally, you have to be over 16 to enter the pageant, but I asked them to make a special exception, and if you want to be in the pageant, they’ll let you. There were some special rules, but I think you’ll do just fine with them. What do you think?”
“I’d love to Daddy, wow thanks!” I jumped up in surprise and gave him a big hug around his neck. He slowly ran his hand up the inside of my thigh, and gently rubbed my pussy lips. They weren’t sore anymore, and it felt so good to have my Daddy touching me. I started getting wet immediately, and Daddy and I started kissing. I put my tongue out between his lips and he sucked it into his mouth, and I shivered with excitement. I felt him slide one finger slowly up inside of me and he started to rub it around, and I trembled.
“Oh Daddy that feels sooooo good . . .” I murmured into his mouth, “please don’t stop, ever.”
I heard him hum back at me and I leaned back and offered one nipple to him. He started sucking on my nipple and the combination of that and his finger in my pussy was driving me wild. I started bucking my hips on his fingers, and then he even angled his hand a little bit so he could put his middle finger up my butt a little bit. He wriggled it around and I shivered and I could feel a nice orgasm coming up on me. I hugged him even closer and then it hit me and I squeaked and shook and my pussy spasmed on his fingers. It was such a special orgasm, so close to my Daddy. I closed my eyes and just let the feelings take over me, my whole body tingled and I felt so marvelous from my toes all the way up to the top of my head.
Daddy held me close and let me come down from my orgasm. I just melted in his arms, my naked upper body right close to his, my legs all tangled in the sheets. We just lay there for a few minutes. Then Daddy spanked me on the butt.
“Ok, princess, enough lazing around. We have work to do, shopping to do and we need to prepare for the pageant tonight. Let’s get going!”
I took a quick shower and ran a brush through my hair.
“What should I wear, Daddy?” I called out to him.
“Something easy to take off.”
I grinned to myself. The old horn-dog. Then I realized he meant so I could try on clothes easier and felt kinda bummed.
We took a bicycle taxi to the town and spent the next five hours shopping. It was great! While we were walking around, Daddy explained how the pageant was set up. He said there’d be nine other girls competing, but that I was the youngest. The rest were all like 19 or 23 or so. He said there were four categories, that each of the girls would appear in, and a question-and-answer session with the judges. The judges were all of the richest and most powerful men in the islands here, and the audience was carefully chosen, only the very best people were invited, it was not open to the public, although afterwards the winner was presented at a short little ceremony in the middle of town in the park.
First, there was an evening gown competition, where each of the girls would wear a sexy gown with sparkles and stuff and walk back and forth showing the judges how glamorous they could be. Next, there was a swimsuit round, with each girl wearing the skimpiest suit they could find, but they had to cover at least their nipples and coochie. Then there was a lingerie display, where the girls could pick whatever lingerie they wanted to look as sexy as they could. And then there was a Totally Nude spot, in keeping with the nudist theme of the resort, where the girls came out totally naked for the judges to see. Then there would be a question and answer period with different questions for each girl.
It took us a bit of searching, but Daddy and I finally found a store where they had some fancy formal gowns and I looked through them and found one that looked nice and, most important, fit me. It was made out of a stretchy kind of material, and was blue with lots of gold sparkles on it. It came up over your shoulders, and had a big circle cut out of the front of it, so the bottom of my boobies would show, but not my nipples. Then it had a big slit all the way up the side, so one leg would come out when you walked in it. The rest of it fit me like a second skin, it was snug around my butt and hugged every curve on me, not that I had a lot of curves! It was a little long for me, but the little old man at the shop told me he would hem it up to fit me while we did the rest of our shopping and have it ready for me when we were done. He was a nice little old black man with white hair, I liked his smile. He was only about an inch taller than me!
Of course, now I had to find shoes to match, and it took us three places, but we finally found some really tall high heels that were almost the same shade of blue, and they matched perfectly. They were just a smidge too big for me but I could manage in them. They were the highest heels I’d ever had on, I’ll say that. They made me feel like I was walking on stilts! They had open toes, and a strap around your ankle that had really shiny little spikes on it, and there was material along the sides of your foot and little criss-crossy things across the front. They looked pretty sexy!
Next, we went to a fancy lady’s underwear store where they sold lingerie and swim suits and all sorts of sexy dresses and clothes and stuff. I wanted to find some really sexy things, so I told Daddy to get lost and I’d pick out what I wanted. He grinned at me, kissed me, and gave me his credit card. First, the lingerie. I looked at tons of stuff, but finally settled on three different garter belt outfits, one was blue with white lace edging and nice bows on the straps, one was a wider kind of thing that had built in panties, and one was a sheer white lace piece that looked like it would blow off any time now, but looked really really sexy on, even though I didn’t bring any nylons to wear with it. I found a bra that was just the bottom of a cup so it just cradled my boobs with the nipples on view and everything, and then another that had some cut-outs all in the cups and showed a lot of side-boob, and then a regular kind of bra that had holes for your nipples (and rings!) to poke through. I couldn’t decide which to get so I got all three!
Then I started looking through the swim suits, I wanted something really snazzy that would let me compete with the older girls who had big boobs and butts and all. I must have looked at a million of them, but finally found one that was literally just a lot of string that got thick in the right places. It actually had these little gold triangles of cloth that you put together with Velcro and stuck over your nipples, so you could make them as little or as big as you wanted. I was able to get just ONE triangle to fit each nipple. Then there was a little piece about an inch wide and about six inches long that you strung along your crotch from just above your clit to your butthole. If you moved wrong, it would slide over your pussy lips and show everything, so you almost had to glue it in place! Ha ha ha! It was obvious that any girl wearing it must shave her pussy completely bare or there’d be gross hair sticking out all over. Ok by me!
After about two hours in this store, I’d spent about three hundred dollars, and they put all my stuff in a small bag about six inches square! The receipt was bigger than most of the stuff!
I met up with Daddy and we had a quick snack, since it was about two o’clock and I hadn’t eaten since breakfast! We went back to the first store to pick up my evening gown. The little old man had hemmed it perfectly, it fit me like a glove. I put the shoes on to see how it looked and they were fantastic with the dress. I was so glad I hugged the little old man and give him a big smooch on the cheek. He got all red and stammered. And then when I hugged him, I felt the hard bulge at the front of his pants. OMG! This poor little old man got a hardon when I hugged him! That’s soooo cute! I got a devilish idea and asked Daddy if it was ok. He smiled of course, and nodded. So I went up to the old man and whispered in his ear.
“I’m so happy that you fixed my dress for me. I’d like to give you a tip, if that’s OK?” and I rubbed my hand across the front of his pants, putting my fingers around the shaft of his penis and moving it back and forth in his pants. He gulped and nodded at me and I saw his eyes glint and moisten. He leaned back against the counter top, and I pulled up a little stool and sat down right in front of him. I was at the perfect height. I slowly reached up and pulled his zipper down, and gradually wormed his penis out. It was not completely hard, but it was hard enough. It had a rich, manly aroma which made my nostrils flare and my mouth water. I popped it right into my mouth and the poor old guy just about had a heart attack right there. I got it nice and wet with my spit, and started moving my head back and forth on it. It wasn’t really big, so I was able to get it all in my mouth and throat after a few minutes of work. I didn’t want to make a mess on the man’s pants, so I made sure I stopped before I got down too far. I worked him up and down and sideways around, and he huffed and puffed. His dick tasted raw and earthy, and after a few minutes, he got really hard and then he held my head with one hand and went, “oh oh oh” a few times and then he squirted a really hot squirt of semen right onto my tonsils. I pulled back so he could spurt the rest on my tongue and I could taste it properly. He gave me two more squirts that were really salty and hot, and I gulped them down like a good little girl! He patted me on the head and said I was the nicest little girl he’d ever known. :) I swallowed again to make sure my mouth was clear, and then stood up to kiss him on the cheek again.
“You’re a sweetie. Thanks so much for fixing my dress!”
Daddy offered to pay the man, but he refused, and said the gown was all mine, and that I’d made him happier than he’d been in many years. Imagine that? A simple little blowjob gave this old man so much pleasure. I think there should be a law that any time a nice man needs to feel better, a girl or woman should be able to give him a blow job. It’s so easy to do, and makes them feel so good.
Anyway, we got a taxi back to our cabana, and I laid all my new clothes out on the bed and showed Daddy. He thought all my lingerie was really beautiful and sexy, and was really surprised at the swim suit I found.
“Wow! Honey, that’s about the tiniest swimsuit I’ve ever seen! Did they pack it in a matchbox for you?” he joked. We giggled at that.
“Lucky I’m still small, there’s no way this would ever fit one of those older girls with big boobs or anything. Even Christine!” I said.
“Ok, baby, let’s get you in the tub and get you all clean and smooth for tonight, ok?” he said. So in a few minutes, the tub was full of warm water and bath oil and bubbles. I sat and soaked for a while, it felt really good to soak in the hot water. Then I sat on the edge of the tub and Daddy helped me shave EVERYTHING. We did my pits, my coochie, and Daddy said it would be a good idea to shave around my butthole, which tickled as usual but got me really clean. Then Daddy showed me how to shave my legs, ‘cause I’d never had to do that before, but I could see some little blonde hairs on me that he said would be better off gone, so we spent about fifteen minutes shaving my legs. That made me feel real grown up too! When we were done, Daddy rubbed some really nice smelling bath oil all over me from head to toe, and I came out of the tub gleaming like a statue!
There was a knock at the door, and Daddy left and then came back with a native lady who he hired to do my hair up all fancy and pretty, with little curls and bangs coming down around my face, and a big bun on the top of my head, and she put some extensions in it and wove some beads and flowers and it was sooooo cute and pretty. I told Daddy I wanted to leave it that way forever!
It was getting late by now so Daddy had me throw on a little skirt and a top, and we packed all the rest of the stuff in a little travel bag, and we called an actual car taxi to take us to the big hotel on the other side of the island. When we got there, we were escorted by this huge black policeman into the ballroom area where he showed us into this big dressing room place where all us girls waited when we weren’t on stage. There were places to sit in front of mirrors and put on makeup and all, and places to hang clothes.
Christine showed up, and we hugged and she said that she thought I was easily the prettiest girl in the show and that I’d have no problem winning. I blushed and thanked her. The other girls gradually showed up and some guy introduced all of us to each other. There were only five other girls in the pageant - Linda, a tall brunette; Sharise, a pretty young black girl; Mei, an Oriental girl who was only a few inches taller than me; Candy, a blonde girl who looked like a dancer on a TV show; and Dolores, a Latin girl who smiled at me and gave me a peck on the cheek. The other girls seemed nice but they were cool towards me. I guess they thought some little girl might have some special “in” in the pageant.
While we were standing around chatting for a moment, a man came in who introduced himself as Peter Ludwig. He said he was the organizer and chief grand poo-bah of the pageant, and welcomed us all to the evening. He explained all the rules (there weren’t many) and said that he hoped we all had a good time. He seemed like an OK guy, and he had a very nice smile and said hello to me in particular, but I guess didn’t want to look like it was favoritism or anything so he said hello to all the girls too. He said the evening gown competition was up first, and we should start to dress. Most of the girls had someone helping them get dressed, and Christine said she’d be happy to be my assistant. We hugged, and then since the rest of the girls were already half-naked, I started to take off my clothes. I felt weird a little bit getting naked in front of the other girls, because I thought they would make fun of my little girl body but they were too busy getting themselves ready, I guess. In a few seconds I was stark naked, and Christine looked at me with her head tilted to one side.
“Damn, baby, you’re just the cutest thing ever!” she gushed, “You should just kill them out there! Now, this gown. There’s no way you can wear a bra with it, and even panties would show a line, which we can’t have, so you’ll have to wear it commando!” she grinned.
I smiled and nodded. I held my arms up and she slid it down over them trying not to mess up my hair. She and I gradually wormed it down over my head. We got the shoulders adjusted, and then pulled it the rest of the way down my body, and centered the hole in the middle over my boobies. I smoothed the rest of it down over my waist and hips, and stepped into my shoes to see how they’d look with it. Christine helped me fasten the ankle straps, and I stood and twirled around in a circle so she could check me out and make sure everything was lined up and all. The big slit on the right came all the way up my leg, and went so high that you could tell that I didn’t have panties on either! I felt so sexy and grownup and sophisticated. The other girls finished up putting their gowns on, and we all went out when the music played, and some guy backstage waved us on. I was a little bit nervous about going out there in front of so many people.
We all just walked out in a line and went from one side of the stage to the other, and then they had us all stand in one spot, about a couple of feet apart from each other, while the judges, who were sitting at a long table down in front of the stage, checked us out. They asked us to move this way or that, turn left or turn right, and then after a few minutes, we walked around in a circle a couple of times, and then went off stage.
Next came the bathing suit round. I shimmied out of my dress, and Christine helped me put on the string bikini. We stuck two little triangles of cloth over my nips and she used a piece of masking tape to hold the little strip on between my clitty and my butt, and we even managed to get it on me without getting it tangled in my nipple rings! :)
The other girls looked fantastic in their suits – Linda had a sexy black bikini, Sharise was wearing a one-piece that had just a thin strip down the middle and around her boobs and waist, Mei had a cute bikini that was made of really shiny material, and Candy wore a string bikini that wasn’t much bigger than mine, but her boobs were much larger and so she had bigger covers over her nipps. I noticed that all the girls had taken the linings out of the bottoms of their suits, if they had them, so they all had sexy “cameltoes”. I didn’t really have to, since my pussy lips puffed out of the little strip I wore.
Once again, we were paraded out in front of the judges, and posed. We all had to turn, put our hands on our hips, and face left or right, and then the judges asked some of us specific stuff – Linda had to bend over and touch her toes, which I thought was odd, but then I realized that that made her boobs almost come out of her top, so I thought the judges asked that on purpose. They asked me to come to the very front of the stages and squat down on my heels and spread my knees as far apart as I could. Of course, when I did that, you could see pretty much my entire coochie. I guess they wanted an eyeful! LOL
After the bathing suit stuff, we had a 15 minute break while they did some stuff out on the stage, and Christine and I talked after we got my suit off. She asked how I was after the crazy night at their cabana where I got my brains fucked out by her brother and Daddy. I said I was a little sore the next day but that I really loved it. She said she was glad, she wasn’t sure I would be OK with it all. I told her that Daddy and I always talked about what we did and that I didn’t ever have to do anything I didn’t want to. She nodded and told me that was good. It felt good to talk to another girl who also loved her daddy. We talked some girl talk for a few minutes, she told me some stories about the other girls in the pageant. Christine seemed to know everybody on the island! She also told me that the questions the judges were going to ask were pretty sexy, and I might be a little shy or nervous, but that everybody here was all really nice and friendly and not to worry.
Pretty soon a bell rang, and it was time to get ready for the lingerie portion. I decided to wear the nice wide red garter belt with the lace edging and flower pattern on it, and Christine helped me slide the new nylons we bought up my legs and fasten the straps nice and straight. She moved the belt around on my hips until the two back straps were perfectly placed down the middle of each butt cheek! This belt also had the built-in panty. Then I decided on the black bra with the half-cups, so my boobs, small as they were compared to all the other girls, would be displayed as prominently as possible. I brought along some neat sparkly nipple rings that caught the light and reflected back about a jillion little reflections, and they looked really cool when I put them in. I hung the rings down over the top of the bra cups, and finally stepped in to a nice pair of red heels that I’d brought just for the lingerie show part.
The other girls had on all kinds of sexy undies – from corsets to rubber! Sharise had a black rubber bra and girdle thing that had vinyl stockings and looked kind of scary. Linda wore a white panty and bra set but for some reason didn’t wear a garter belt, she just used stay-up thigh highs. White looked really good on her. Mei wore a really pretty red and black garter belt and panty set and a bra that covered her whole breasts but was pretty much see-through.
This time, I was the first one out, and I could hear the judges and the audience kind of gasp when I came out in my sexy getup. I guess they just weren’t used to seeing little girls in such sexy undies! I danced out in front of the other girls, and actually kind of enjoyed showing off. I realized that I was just as cute and sexy as the older girls, which made me feel really good about myself. We all walked around in circles on the stage just like before, and came down to the front of the stage so the judges could get a good look at us all. I was glad I shaved! LOL ha ha.
Since this was the part of the pageant where the judges asked us questions, we all had to stand in a row in the back of the stage while the girl being asked the questions stood down in front. They wanted me to go last for some reason, so I had to stand back there and wait while the other girls went before me. And Christine was right, they were pretty personal questions! I thought they’d ask stuff like “what would you do to end world hunger” or something lame like that. But no. Here are some of the questions that I remember:
To Linda: “What is the most number of men you’ve slept with in one day? Answer: Three!
To Sharise: “Have you ever made love to another woman?” Answer: No!
To Mei: “At what age did you lose your virginity?” Answer : 13!
To Candy: “Would you ever consider appearing in an adult film?” Answer: “ Yes! In fact I have!”
To Dolores: “How many men have you made love with in total?” Answer: (after a long pause…) 12!
And then it was my turn. Ooooh boy. . .
There were a couple about how I was doing in school (“A’s and B’s mostly”) and what my favorite subjects were (“Math and science and history”) and what kind of sports I liked (“gymnastics and baseball”). There were all easy pretty easy. Then it got interesting.
"Have you ever seen a penis?"
"Yes," I giggled.
"Did you like it?"
"Lots!"
“Are you a virgin?”
“No sir.” I answered in a timid voice, looking around. I heard a murmur from out in the audience, and I think one or two of the girls behind me gasped.
“When did you lose your virginity?”
“Last November”
“Was it a good experience, or a bad one?”
“A very good one, thank you.”
“Have you had sexual intercourse since then?”
“Yes, many times.”
“About how many?”
“Maybe 25 to 30” I noticed the judges putting their heads together and whispering among themselves. The questions were getting pretty intense, and I was starting to get a little excited about talking about my sex stuff in front of all these people!
“Ahem. Young lady, have you ever . . . engaged in anal intercourse?”
“. . .Yes” Blushing again, and I swear I felt my coochie tingle.
“I see. Did you engage in it willingly?”
“Oh yes, sir!”
“And about how many times have you engaged in anal intercourse? A rough estimate will do, of course.”
I really had to think about that one. “Probably . . . a hundred or so.”
This time you could hear the audience all gasp and rustle in their seats.
“That’s a rather . . . amazing number, young lady.”
“Thank you.” I didn’t know what else to say. A giggle from the girls behind me.
“And do you perform oral sex?”
“Yes sir.”
“Until orgasm?”
I paused. “Do you mean mine or his?” I was serious but they must have thought it was funny. I heard people giggling.
“Ummm, the male’s, my dear.”
“Yes, nearly always.”
“And do you swallow the . . . ejaculate?”
“Oh yes, sir, always. Spitters are quitters.” I heard a smattering of applause out in the dark of the audience.
“And about how many. . .episodes . . do you estimate you’ve had?”
“Gosh. Hundreds.” I decided to get bold. “I’ve been sucking cocks since I was ten.” Even more applause. “And I even learned to deep throat. I can handle about 9 inches, easy.” Now I was just bragging. LOL
By now the judges were all adjusting the fronts of their trousers. They hem’ed and haw’ed and one of them said that would be all the questions they had time for. I walked back up to the line of girls behind me and we all pranced off of the stage back to the dressing room area. A couple of the girls came up and were pestering me about my sex life, they couldn’t believe that a young girl like me could be so experienced, or have so much fun. I told them I had a very considerate lover and that I always made sure we were clean and all and that I always enjoyed everything we did. Christine shoo’ed them away after a while and then said she had something exciting to tell me.
“What is it” I questioned.
“The judges have decided to have a little, well, ‘talent’ show. They’ve got five of the town’s firemen waiting out there, and they want to have a contest to see which girl can make her man cum from a blow job fastest. Whaddaya think?” she grinned broadly. “I’ve got my money on you, angel.”
My eyes widened. “Really? A contest?”
“Yeah. I think they’re just a bunch of dirty old men, but it’ll be fun.”
I gulped. I didn’t know how well I could compete with those older girls. I mean, I know I’m probably pretty good at sucking dick for my age, but how could I possibly go up against girls who were ten or so years older than me, and had probably been sucking cocks for years? I hadn’t even been doing it for a year, and never in front of an audience. Plus, they all had big boobs.
But Christine kept encouraging me, so I said ‘sure let’s do it’ and we all filed back out there. There were five little cushions on the front of the stage, and five cute looking firemen standing by each one, with their penises out, slowly stroking them hard. They all looked about the same size, but I searched out the man with the smallest one, because I figured I’d be able to get all of his penis in my mouth and I could probably make him orgasm first. I got over to him first and all the other girls went to a guy and we stood there kind of nervously. My guy said his name was Derek and he was glad to meet me, and I looked down at his penis and said, “I can see you are!” and we both had a good laugh.
The judges said, “GO!” and we all dropped to our knees, and I quickly took Derek’s hard penis in my mouth. I tasted fresh and clean and I quickly started sucking really hard and trying to get as much spit and drool on it as I could. I used my right hand to stroke the shaft, and I gently held his balls in my left as I started pounding my face back and forth on him. We were facing in profile so the audience could see everything that was going on, and in! Derek’s dick was smooth and not too thick, so in just a few moments, I felt it start to knock against the back of my throat. I took it out of my mouth for a second to take a couple of deep breaths. I looked up at Derek and smiled, and then opened my mouth as wide as I could and I pushed my head down all the way on his dick, and felt the head of it slip down into the top of my throat. He groaned, and I put my hands on his butt, and pulled him into me. I was able to get almost all of his dick in my mouth now, and so I started my routine, with a lot of suck as I pulled back on his dick, and then a lot of tongue action when I went back down. I tried to see the other girls out of the corners of my eyes but I couldn’t really turn my head very far with Derek’s dick all the way down my throat. After a few full cycles up and down on him, I breathed in through my nose and went all the way down on him until my lips kissed his zipper, and held him in, counting slowly, ‘1-2-3-4-5’ and then came up, and then did it again, only this time when he was all the way down, I gulped and swallowed a couple of times. That’s a move that most guys just can’t resist.
It didn’t take very long. Maybe it was the idea of a little girl sucking him off, or seeing all the other naked girls on stage, or maybe Derek’s girlfriend wasn’t taking good care of him, but all of a sudden, when I had his dick all the way down my throat, I felt him shiver and groan and he kind of raised up on his toes, and his dick spasmed and shot a hot wad of semen right into my tummy. I knew I’d won, but I’d have to get his cock out of my mouth to prove it! I pulled back real fast, and the next shot blew out of his penis just as it cleared my lips, and I got plastered. The line of sperm went straight up over my nose and hit right between my eyes and kept going up into my hair. Derek grunted again, and grabbed his penis and aimed it over to one side, spewing a large glob of cum right across my cheek. Christine, who was standing alongside of us a few feet away, cheered and clapped her hands, yelling “YAY BABE!!! You did it!” to make sure the judges saw that I’d been the first girl to make my man ejaculate. I was a little busy at the moment, enjoying how Derek was bathing my face in his fresh hot sperm. The audience was applauding in delight.
He aimed his dick left and then right, shooting little jets of cum all over my face until I was pretty well drenched in it. I started pushing his cum into my mouth with one finger, loving the fresh taste of it. As I cleared my face of Derek’s sperm, I heard other guys on the stage start to have their orgasms too, but it didn’t matter now, because I’d won! I was pretty proud of myself, actually.
Poor Linda didn’t even get her man to cum, he must have been nervous or just not into it, because she finally just stopped and stood up. All the rest of us girls had face fulls of sperm dripping onto our tits. Mine was pretty clear of it by now, but little Mei looked like the star of a bukkake movie, and the white sperm on her face contrasted nicely with Sharise’s skin.
Derek helped me stand up and gave me a big hug and said “Thank YOU! and I said “you’re welcome”. A guy came out and gave us each warm towels to clean our faces off, and we all stood around for a few moments until they judges said we could go offstage. The next round was the nude round, and considering how little my swimsuit was, there wasn’t much of me that they judges hadn’t already seen.
So we all went back to the dressing room, and Christine gave me a bottle of water, and I got naked. The other girls were looking at me odd, but Christine said they were either jealous or amazed or both. So I sat there on a metal chair sipping the water, until some guy poked his head in the room and said they were ready for the nude show. Christine gave me another hug and a kiss on the lips, and we all filed out one more time. This time, they’d aimed some really bright lights on the stage and there were cameras set up on both sides, so I guess they wanted to video the whole thing.
We all walked out there, and turned in circles, and paraded around in front of the judges for another five or ten minutes. I was still kind of amazed that they’d even want to look at a naked little girl with hardly any titties instead of a grown up girl with bigger boobs, but I went out and tried to walk sexy and wiggle my butt and everything. They wanted us all to walk very close to the edge of the stage.
Finally though, they said we could all line up at the back of the stage while they decided. I was actually getting a little bored by now, since I knew I wasn’t going to win. I looked side to side at the other girls, they were all so pretty and sexy, and there I was about a foot shorter than any of them, with hardly any boobs to speak of. I was proud of my skill at the dick sucking contest, of course, but I didn’t think that was enough to get me the win.
Then, there was a stir of activity at the Judge’s table. They all looked at each other and nodded, very solemnly, as if they were deciding a peace treaty or discovering a cure for herpes. Then one judge walked down to the side of the room, and came up some steps onto the stage alongside of us. There was a little bit of applause from the crowd, but not a whole lot. He motioned for ‘quiet’ after it had already gotten quiet. Then he spoke.
“Ladies and gentlemen, friends and neighbors, we thank you all for your patience while we made our determination. As you can imagine, each year it gets harder and harder – “ (and the audience laughed at that) “-er, well, more and more difficult, to choose our Miss Nude Ocean Bay Resort. This year was no exception, and we would just like to thank ALL of our contestants for their entry, their poise and beauty, and their – well, - amazing sexuality.”
“And so, without further ado, as runner-up, and winner of a $10,000 scholarship, is . . . “ and he waited and waited, and then said “MEI CHANG!”, the cute little Chinese girl. I clapped and leaned over to smile at her, and the other girls shook her hands.
“And, ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this year’s Miss Nude Ocean Bay Resort and Spa, and a $25,000 scholarship fund, is . . . . “
Well, when he said the name, I think I blacked out. All I remember is Mei and Linda holding my arms and helping me stand back up. I know I started to cry. I couldn’t believe I’d won! I jumped up and down and the girls all came over to me and hugged me and Christine ran out from off the stage and she hugged me and kissed me right on the lips, and Daddy was there too. I don’t really remember what exactly happened, but I remember two of the judges coming over and giving me big hugs and patting my butt and handing me a big bouquet of flowers and putting this crown on my head which was a little bit too big so it came down halfway over my head!
After things calmed down, Christine and Daddy and I went back to the dressing room place, and Daddy said the judges wanted to see me in my swim suit again, so Christine helped me get into it and get the tiny band-aids of cloth covering my nips and coochie. She went with me to the room upstairs at the very top of the hotel where the judges and a couple of other people were all having a party. I was really super proud that they invited me up there too. As we rang the bell at the room, Christine whispered to me, “Everyone who’s anyone on the island is here at this party. They always invite the winning girl upstairs after the pageant. I hope you have fun, sweetie!” and I smiled at her and squeezed her hand.
OMG! at the people in the party! There were at least 20 men there, most of them older and very important looking, in nice suits, plus they had their wives and girlfriends, in fancy gowns. Everybody looked so sophisticated and rich and debonair. I got introduced to most of them but I don’t remember their names, all I remember is that every one of the men held my little hands in theirs and looked down at my nearly naked body and smiled at me, and then we had lots of pictures taken with me sitting on their laps, kneeling and pretending to suck on their dicks, and flashing my little titties for the camera. Most of the men were dark-skinned natives with flashing white teeth, but there were a few white guys too. All of the women were white, though. A couple of them seemed a little bit snooty to me, but I couldn’t really tell, I was just so dazzled by all the glamour. Two of them hugged me and grabbed my bottom, though. Someone stuck one of those tall thin glasses in my hand, and it was filled with champagne (as I later learned!). I was so thirsty and jazzed up that I drank the whole thing in like, two gulps and it was filled up again. This time, Christine whispered to me that I should “sip it, sweetie, it’s not grape soda!” so I did, feeling all grown up. I wasn’t really thrilled with the taste, but the bubbles felt good and it made my tummy all warm and fuzzy feeling. After three glasses, it made my head feel that way too! I started getting really hot and sexy feeling. I was talking to a really tall, handsome man and his wife, and she leaned over to me and whispered, “Your girlfriend is very pretty, do you like her?”, and I nodded.
“Christine is really cute, isn’t she? I just met her, like, a few days ago, but she’s been so friendly to me while we’ve been here.”
“That’s so nice.” She said in a very low voice. And then she leaned in really close, and licked my ear, which sent shivers running up and down my body, and said, “So, has she eaten your delicious little pussy, my dear?”
I kind of gasped and blushed a little bit, but nodded with my eyes wide. The woman smiled. Then she stood up and looked at her husband, and said, “Walter, I think it’s time we started the real party.” She grabbed my hand, and led me over to this really big, wide table that I hadn’t even noticed before. Before I even knew what was happening, a couple of pairs of big strong black hands lifted me up and laid me down on the table, and I felt hands pulling my legs apart and scooting my body down so that my hips were almost at the edge of the table. A woman leaned down to kiss me and she covered my eyes with a silky blindfold kind of thing, I couldn’t see anything at all. I felt hands and fingers exploring all over my body, from my toes to my shoulders, fingers on my boobs and around my coochie, and running up and down my legs, there must have been a dozen people, at least, all feeling me up. It felt so weird to have so many people’s hands on me. They rubbed and squeezed and stroked, gently, mostly, but a few pinched my nipples, which of course having a mind of their own, got all hard and excited. I felt hands moving my ankles apart, and small fingers rubbing up and down my slit, which soon was completely exposed to everyone. I just let the feelings take over. It felt so wonderful to have so many people all loving me at the same time. I felt tongues start to lick at my boobs, and one nipple got sucked gently, and I couldn’t even tell if it was a man or a woman. In a moment, I felt hot breath on my trembling little pussy lips, and a long, hard tongue started swiping up and down the whole length of my coochie. Another finger started massaging my clitty and before you knew it, BOOM! I had a very nice orgasm which seemed to have an avalanche effect. I could hear their voices above me, and the little whispers of endearment as people tasted and licked and slurped on various parts of my body.
It felt like I was being devoured alive. People were sucking on my toes and my shoulders and my calves and especially my boobs and my tummy. I felt a tongue in my belly-button which made me shiver and shake all over, it was both ticklish and sexy at the same time. I had another orgasm and I felt fingers start to invade my little vagina and rub in and out. I moaned in pleasure, and lips covered my own, and I felt a tongue ask to come in, so I sucked at it with my own mouth, and our tongues dueled back and forth. I was gasping and writhing in pleasure, and I felt my hands being taken and my fingers wrapped around two firm, hard penises, so I started to stroke them back and forth and up and down. Now I had two mouths on my boobs, and another licking my pussy lips below the fingers sliding in and out of me and the feelings were simply overwhelming. I thought I’d been given pleasure before, but this was indescribable! My whole body felt like it was one big huge sex thing.
People were kissing my closed eyes and my ears, and then I felt a wet splash of something across my forehead and cheek, and I heard a woman’s voice say, “oh my god, Louis, you came right on her face!” and then felt a tongue licking up the semen right off my skin. That felt really sexy!
Suddenly, my pussy seemed empty and I felt cool air blowing across it, and then felt a penis slowly slide up and down and then press into me, and I moaned and forced my legs wider apart and as the unknown man’s dick slowly slid up inside of me, I climaxed again, tears sliding out of the corners of my eyes, I felt so loved and happy and sexy and wonderful. The penis started sliding in and out of me, slowly at first as I adjusted to it and then faster, the whole length of it battering up inside of me, banging into my undeveloped little womb. I was still sliding my fingers back and forth along the penises in my hands, and then I felt one jerk and shudder and shoot a long stream of semen across the top of my left boob, hitting me right in the nipple. Before it could even start to slide down, a tongue and lips started vacuuming it off of me, and then I felt the penis inside of me spit a loving spoonful of warm cum into me and I went off moaning and squeaking into another climax. The penis spat again, and again, giving me four lovely streams of cum to suck up in to my uterus, and then it stopped and soaked in me, and then slowly pulled out, and I remember moaning, “‘nooooo . . . noooooooo unh . . .please don’t leave me, don’t stop . . .more. . . please, more . . .” and my wishes were granted when I felt a second nice hard penis slide up into me, my juices and the sperm already there making it feel so smooth and slick. My pussy wrapped itself around this new pole and I tried to hunch my hips up at it.
I felt tongues and lips kissing and licking me from top to bottom. My hands wrapped around new penises, and another man shot a hot and very forceful jet of semen against the bottom of my chin and my neck, and I felt it pool in the hollow of my throat. It made a ‘snick-snick’ sound as it struck, and fingers started massaging it into my skin.
It went on and on. There was almost always a penis in me, sliding in out wetly, loving me, my pussy gripping them and urging them to spurt out all the lovely sperms. About every four or five penises, I would feel a warm, feminine pair of lips and tongue go down there and vacuum out as much of the semen as she could, whatever my needy womb would relinquish. Once, whoever it was, slurped out a mouthful from my pussy and then came up over me and kissed me and pushed her whole mouthful of semen into my mouth, and then slid her tongue into me and we dueled in the puddle of cum between my teeth, and then I swallowed it all down and we kissed again.
I was splashed with cum from every angle, I felt it slap wetly against my cheeks and lips, and down over my boobs, and across my tummy. I felt it on my feet and legs, and it was running down my crack into my butt. Much of it was slurped up by the women around me, but a lot of it stayed on me, mixing with my sweat, coating me in a shiny, salty, slippery sea of sperm, getting rubbed into my skin from top to bottom.
I don’t know how long it lasted. At some point, I was just tumbling from one orgasm to another, my skin and body tingling with pleasure and then starting to come down and then just as I did, another penis would spurt up inside me or shoot jets of hot cum onto my body and I’d climax again, just as strongly, my arms and legs jerking back and forth, my toes curling under me, knees shaking.
Finally, though, I must have thoroughly fucked out all the people at the party. One last penis gave me his cum. I felt two, and then only one, tongue licking at my sweaty, semen-splattered body. The fingers left me, and the voices quieted down and then died out. It was quiet. Then I felt, or rather, smelled, Christine bend over my quaking, exhausted body. She lifted the blindfold from me and gently kissed my eyelids open, the crusty cum on my cheeks and lips and hair adding a salty, bleachy aroma to me.
“Well, sweetie, you’re officially the Queen of the island now!” she smiled. “Hope you enjoyed it.”
I could only look at her and nod sleepily. She had traces of semen around her lips and chin too, so I know that one of the sets of lips and tongue and fingers that had pleasured me were hers. I reached out my arms to her.
“Take me home, please.”
I dripped all the way back to the cabana.
It’s a good thing your face, and lips, and boobs, and tummy, and feet, and calves, and hair, can’t get pregnant!
