Perverts 'R' Us
Little Hookers - Part 1
By Loki925 ( M+/g+, con, inc )
This story is pure fiction and does not resemble anything or anyone in reality, whatever that is.
Cady was a very pretty and intelligent nine-year-old girl. She was 4'2" tall and weighed 65 lbs. She had long blond hair and green eyes. Cady loved two things in life, her daddy, and sucking his long, fat cock and fucking him.
But when it came to loving and screwing around with her daddy, Cady had competition, her seven-year-old sister Sara. Sara was also very pretty, but not as bright as Cady. Sara was 4 feet tall with green eyes, short brown hair, and weighed 51 lbs. But Sara was not Cady's real competitor for her daddy's affections.
Cady's real competition was her daddy's job. Her daddy worked very hard and often he returned home too bushed to screw her or Sara. Cady and Sara had seduced their daddy about one year ago, and they had been having fun with him ever since then.
Cady now had a plan to make life easier on her daddy. She was going to seduce old man Johnston, but seduction was not really what she had in mind. She had figured a way to make old man Johnston pay her to suck his cock and fuck her.
She had just learned what a hooker was, and the idea of getting paid to fuck and suck cock appealed to her. Cady also had a small list of the other retired old men who had looked at her as she passed by on her way home from school.
John Johnston like many others in his community was retired. He had bought property in this community many years ago. Later he had a two-bedroom house built on the property. The land and the house were all paid for. The house was meant to be place where he and his wife would live out their remaining days in comfort, but his wife was stricken down by the big C, cancer, and died just a short two years ago.
John had lived in the house for two years and his favorite thing was to sit on his porch every afternoon and watch all the pretty young girls go by. At first John saw the girls as they were, just little girls, but about one year ago and much to his dismay, he found himself sexually attracted to the girls.
He did what most men his age would do. He stopped looking and hid away in the house, but the allure of the pretty little things soon overcame him. He needed some outlet for his lust. At first he tried the Internet, where he found many legal preteen sites.
The first sites John subscribed to were the young underwear models sites, but soon he became bored with seeing little girls in their panties and little tops. He wanted to see more. He searched the net and soon found what he wanted, fully nude preteen sites. He quickly subscribed. John knew kiddy porn was illegal and he totally stayed away from that. The nude sites satisfied him for awhile, but soon John wanted more; real live girls.
John went back to watching little girls pass by his house on their way home from the nearby elementary school. He would pull his pud once a day and that was after he saw his favorite, a little girl with long blond hair and glowing green eyes.
The girl always wore the shortest little skirts that with the slightest breeze would fly up and reveal her little girl panties, printed with different fantasy characters. He did not know the girl's name but she would wave at him as she passed by every day at between 2:15 p.m. and 2:20 p.m.
And here she was, not that far away. John's cock got hard with anticipation. She was such a pretty little thing. "Oh my," John said, as he saw the little girl trip and fall on his lawn. John quickly got off his chair and ran to the fallen girl.
Cady had practiced for this day and she was now crying real but totally fake tears.
"Are you all right?" Mr. Johnston asked the fallen girl.
"Boo hoo," Cady cried more fake tears. "My ankle hurts really bad." Cady cried and shed more little tears. "Boo hoo."
"Let me take you inside and put some ice on it."
"Boo hoo, okay."
John picked up the small girl making sure he did not touch her butt. He took her into the house, and then walked into the kitchen. He put her on one of the kitchen chairs and with the sounds of "Boo hoo," he fumbled to get some ice.
Mr. Johnston put a plastic baggy filled with ice on her supposedly sore ankle then asked, "Does that feel better?"
"Sniffle, Boo, hoo. A little." Cady said.
As John held the bag of ice to the small girl's ankle, he could not help himself. He looked up the little girl's bare legs and under her little short skirt. He could not see much, only the joining of her small naked thighs.
Knowing full well what she was doing, Cady opened her legs just a little and then closed them again.
John got a brief look at the little girl's panty-covered crotch. His cock jumped in his pants and he almost dropped the bag of ice.
Cady saw the bulge in John's pants. Faking some pain she asked, "Can I have a drink of water?"
John's tongue felt like it was glued in his mouth but he managed to stammer, "Y-ess."
John was more than happy to turn around to hide his erection. He walked back to the refrigerator and said, "How about a cola instead?"
"Okay." Cady said in a fully fake pained voice.
John still had the plastic ice bag in his hand and he put it to his crotch. He stood just for a few seconds and the ice did its job, shrinking his cock back to normal size. He opened the refrigerator and got a can of cola. He pulled the tab on the top of the can and put the can on the table.
Cady took a sip of cola. John put the ice bag on the kitchen table, and then sat down at the table just across from the very pretty little girl.
"What's your name, mister?" she asked.
John was still reeling at his good fortune, having his favorite little girl sitting at his table with him, but he managed to get out, "John, John Johnston."
"Hi Mr. Johnston, my name is Cady Ward."
"Cady, that is an unusual name. Do you know what it means?"
"Oh yes, it's an American name and it means 'simple happiness'."
"Simple?" John thought, "There was nothing that was simple about this beautiful little girl."
"How does your ankle feel?" John asked.
"Much better," Cady smiled. She knew she was well on her way to getting John into her panties. But she would play it cool, real cool. She wanted to get as much money as she could get without putting the old guy on the poor farm.
Cady looked up at the clock and said, "I better go."
"Nonsense, you can't walk on that sore ankle. How about I give you a lift home?"
"I don't know."
"You will be perfectly safe, I assure you."
"Okay."
John carried her out to his car and drove Cady home. She promised to stop by his house tomorrow for another cola. As John drove off Cady skipped with joy and went into her house. When John got home he could not wait. He slammed the door closed and pulled his pud right there in the hall. A few minutes later John's cum shot out of his cock and landed on to the hardwood floor. John cleaned up the mess and took his afternoon nap.
The next afternoon as Cady sat across from John at the kitchen table she asked him, "Do you think I am pretty?"
John almost choked on his own saliva before he said, "I think you're pretty enough to be a model."
"What's a model?" Cady questioned, knowing full well what a model was.
"Someone who gets paid to have her photo taken."
"How much do they get paid?"
The inner John said, "Stop!" but the outer John said to him, "Go boy, go!" John said to Cady, "I tell you what. I will give you ten dollars if I can take your picture."
"Ten dollars?" Cady said but thought, "It's a good start."
"Yes. You wait right there while I get my camera."
Cady smiled, "Okay."
John dashed into his bedroom and he quickly returned with his digital camera. John gave Cady ten dollars and he started to take several snapshots of her. Cady smiled as John told her how to pose.
John's cock was again becoming a problem so he sat behind the kitchen table. That way Cady could not see the bulge rising in his pants. John's camera was capable of taking twenty-five pictures before he had to download them to his computer. He had already taken five.
Cady knew full well why John had ducked behind the table, and she would take advantage of that.
As John snapped the sixth photo he said to himself, "Looking at little girls' photos on the net was one thing. Actually taking them was another thing. What if she told someone? But so far he had done nothing illegal. Then again?"
"Cady, you must never tell anyone I took your pictures."
"Okay."
John breathed a sigh of relief then said, "Take your shirt off."
"I don't know."
"I will give you twenty dollars if you take your shirt off."
"Twenty dollars!"
"Yes."
"Okay." Cady said, and pulled off her pink teddy-bear T-shirt.
Under the low hanging table cloth, John unzipped his pants and his hard cock jumped out of his pants. John took ten photos of Cady's flat little chest. Then he said, "Cady, I will give you thirty dollars if you take your skirt off."
"You will see my undies if I do that."
"How about fifty dollars?"
"Fifty dollars?"
"Yes."
"Okay."
As if she was a little embarrassed, Cady slowly pushed her green short skirt down and stepped out of it. Cady was wearing a pair of pink panties with little unicorn characters and the panties were one size too small for her.
John saw Cady's little pussy mound outlined in her tight panties that clung to her little crack. It was all John could take, and he grunted as his cum sprayed the table cloth. He calmed down and snapped off the last photos, and then he told Cady to get dressed.
Cady heard John's grunt and smiled. She knew the old guy must have cum.
John asked Cady if she needed a ride home and he breathed a sigh of relief when she said no. He then asked her to come by tomorrow, but she said she had to help her dad. She could not come by until next Monday afternoon. John was disappointed, but what could he do?
Cady counted her money. She had eighty dollars. "Wow!" she thought, and she had not even taken off her panties. If her skirt was worth fifty, then her panties must be worth one hundred dollars. Now all she had do was figure how much she would charge John for a hand job, a fuck, and a suck. Perhaps she thought, she should divide the three and have one price for each. Now that really sounded like a good Idea. Tomorrow she would start working on old man Thomas too.
John sat on his porch and he had to watch from Tuesday through Friday as little Cady just waved and walked on by. He felt that he had spoiled the kid by giving her so much money. He was surprised that she didn't stop at his place to get more easy money. He wondered if Cady was having qualms about accepting money from him to pose nearly naked. "She really is such an innocent little girl," he thought.
For Cady, Don Thomas and Mike Smith worked out just like John Johnston. Cady now had two hundred and forty dollars in a metal box, which she had hidden in the basement. The only problem she had was that she still had three more names on her list.
It was early Saturday morning and Cady's daddy would not be home until noon. Saturdays and Sundays were Cady's favorite days. They were "daddy fuck and suck days" and she was looking forward to that, but she needed to convince Sara to join her in her little endeavor. She figured if they teamed up they could get more money sooner.
Cady got out of her bed and woke up Sara. Cady told Sara her plan. At first Sara was shocked that Cady was asking her to fuck someone other than her daddy.
Then Cady said, "You like to cum, right?"
"Yes." Sara answered.
"You love daddy, right?"
"Yes."
"So what's wrong with having lots of cums and helping daddy at the same time?"
"Nothing, I guess."
"Good. Now let's have breakfast."
As the two girls ate, Cady told Sara the rest of her plan. Sara agreed to practice and to do everything Cady had said, but she wanted something to seal their bargain. Sara demanded to be fucked by daddy the first and third times on Saturdays and Sundays. Cady agreed.
Later that day:
Sara's daddy, Sam, was lying on his bed and his long fat cock was standing straight up. Sara jump onto the bed and stood over his cock. She looked down at her daddy's smiling face and she squatted over his cock. She placed her small hand around her daddy's cock.
Slowly she lowered herself down and worked her daddy's cock into her small, hot, wet little pussy hole. Sara loved this part. She loved the way his cock penetrated her pussy. Sam still could not understand how he had got himself into this position, fucking with his daughters, but he had no regrets as he watched little Sara's pussy inch down on his cock.
Caddy watched and wondered how John's cock would feel in her little pussy. And then there was Dom, Mike, and the three other old guys she had started with. "Yes," Cady thought, "this is going to be a fun way to help my dear daddy."
Sara put her head on her daddy's chest and started to move her little pussy up and down on her daddy's long cock. She still was not sure about fucking other guys. But if it meant that she would cum more and help her daddy too, well, she could live with that.
"Oh daddy, I love you!" Sara said.
Sam wrapped his arms around his daughter and said, "Sara, I love you."
"Oh, Oh Da ---ddy!" Sara cried as she had her second cum.
Sam put his hands on Sara's slim still little girlish hips, and helped her move up and down on his cock.
Cady fondled her daddy's heavy balls and was just a little sad she would not get his first load of cum. But his second and fourth later tonight would do her just fine.
Sara felt her daddy's cock get fatter and she too was ready to cum. Sam pulled Sara's hips down and he lodged his cock against her small cervix. With an inch of his cock still to go he blasted a huge load of cum into Sara's little pussy.
Sara felt her daddy's hot blast and shrieked, "Da---ddy!"
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