Perverts 'R' Us

Barbie, My Mistress & Daughter

By Old Boy ( M/f/g, cons, lac, inc )

Chapter 1

I was an old bachelor, living alone in an apartment building that had a nice swimming pool in the courtyard, some twenty years ago. Many younger people lived there, including a number of children.

I worked the night shift at the hospital and so I was free during the day, at hours when many people were at work. I became acquainted with some of my neighbors, but most of them were younger than I, and I wasn't often included in the young crowd's pool parties.

One day I was at the pool when a couple of teenaged black boys came along, and they jumped into the swimming pool and began swimming around. Soon a pretty young blonde girl came by too, about twelve or thirteen years old, with firm, small breasts. She was wearing a skimpy red bikini that barely covered her privates. I got an erection in my trunks just looking at the pretty young girl.

"Hey, look, it's Barbie! Come on in and swim with us, Barbie!" one of the boys called out. The girl dove into the pool and joined the boys, swimming and playing with them. The boys were very forward, as many black teens are these days. There were no other people at the pool at the time. The kids were having fun at first, the boys slapping at the girl's bottom and her breasts through her bikini. Barbie protested, but laughed too, letting the boys play with her that way. But then one of the boys decided to untie and strip off her top, baring her breasts.

Barbie squealed and protested, but both boys homed in on her, each boy grabbing one of her pale, white-girl breasts, feeling the pliant girl flesh, squeezing, toying with, and pinching her pink nipples. The blonde girl protested loudly, even screaming, but the black boys wouldn't stop, being very interested in her pretty bare breasts.

I didn't respond immediately, not sure if the kids were still just playing. But when Barbie began to cry, I came to her rescue, shouting at the boys to stop molesting her. Reluctantly, the boys stopped. I shouted at them to get out of the pool and go on home, and the black boys were young enough that they obeyed me.

The pretty blonde kid stood in the shallow end of the pool in waist-deep water, crying, with her arms folded protectively across her bosom. Her bikini top floated nearby. I noticed through the water that her bikini bottom was down around her knees. The boys must have been playing with her pussy and ass too, but being under water, I had not noticed that before. After the boys left, she pulled up her bikini pants and grabbed her top, baring her breasts to my eyes while she retrieved her top. Barbie clutched the wet top to herself, as she got out of the pool. I went over to the girl and I handed her a towel, saying "Here, Barbie. My name is Bob."

"Thanks, mister. Those boys were really mean to me." she said, as she toweled herself dry. Somehow Barbie must have trusted me, for she exposed her breasts to me while she was wiping off the rest of her body.

"I see that your pretty breasts got scratched up. Those boys must have dug their fingernails into you while they were squeezing your breasts. I'm sorry that they hurt you, Barbie." She looked down at her breasts, seeing the scratches there.

"I don't know what got into those boys, hurting me like that. Their fingernails were long and rough. I don't think those boys cut their nails at all. I won't have anything to do with them from now on." She put her top on, and I tied the straps for her.

"I'm concerned about those scratches, Barbie. You don't want them to get infected. Come on up to my apartment with me, and let me put some antiseptic on them for you, okay?"

"I don't know. Are you a doctor, Mister Bob?"

"Not quite. I was a medic in the Army, and an EMS technician, and now I am a registered nurse at the hospital. So I do know what I am doing, honey." With that, Barbie came up to my apartment. She took off her top, baring her firm, small, young breasts to me. I got some warm, soapy water, and I hand-washed her breasts for her, "to cleanse them" I told her. Her pink, wet nipples were erect, poking out nicely from her, as I washed her breasts repeatedly. "How old are you, little girl?" I asked her.

"I'm twelve. How long are you going to wash my breasts with your hands, Mister Bob?" she replied, seeing that I was reluctant to stop such a pleasant task.

"I want to be sure they are clean, honey." I stopped washing her breasts then, and I rinsed them off, and patted her dry with a clean towel. Then I got some iodine from the medicine cabinet. I could have used mercurochrome on the girl's scratches, but I knew that the iodine would really sting her. I had an erection in my pants and I was horny enough to want to hurt the kid's titties. I applied iodine to the nasty scratches, including a few on her areolas and nipples.

"OWW! That hurts!" Barbie screamed. She tried to pull away from me, but I wouldn't let her. Her scratched nipples remained erect as I dabbed at them with the iodine applicator, stinging them.

"There now, how is that, Barbie?" I asked, as I looked at her breasts, streaked with red-brown from the iodine, looking almost like dried blood, as if her pretty breasts had been slashed.

"You hurt me!" Barbie pouted, crying. "Golly, Mister Bob, my breasts look like they have been cut up!"

"Well, the red will wear off, and you won't have to worry about any infection now, Barbie. Now then, I know that the boys had your pants down too, and they have probably scratched you up down there, too. So take off your pants, and let's see what needs to be done down there, okay?"

She trusted me enough now to do that, although reluctantly. Barbie took off her pants, and stood before me completely naked. What a cute girl she was! Her pussy was beginning to grow some blonde pubic hairs, but her pink crack was still well exposed. As I suspected, there were scratches from the boys' rough fingernails all over her groin and her buttocks. I hand-washed her privates with warm, soapy water, and then washed her bottom too.

"Why are you using your hands on me, instead of a wash cloth, Mister Bob?" Barbie asked me.

"Well, a wash cloth might be too rough on flesh that has been badly scratched. Also, it's a lot more fun washing your girl parts with my hands!"

Barbie laughed at that. The girl knew that I was having fun with her, and I admitted it. I rinsed off her lower body and patted her dry with the towel. Then I used the iodine on her, applying it to the scratches on her bottom, and her groin. Barbie protested as the iodine stung her flesh, but she endured it bravely. I had Barbie spread her legs for me then, and I found some scratches on her labia and even the prepuce of her clitoris. I parted the labia and I peered inside her open vagina. There was no hymen blocking the way, so I knew that the twelve-year-old was not a virgin.

"Have you started having your periods yet, little girl?" I asked her, as I poked a finger up inside her vagina.

Barbie giggled and replied "Of course I have, Mister Bob! I have been menstruating for two months now!" she said proudly.

"And how long have you been fucking with men and boys, little girl?" I asked her, as I finger fucked her gently. Barbie giggled and squirmed against my teasing fingers which were inside her body. I continued to finger fuck the girl as she gave me a lengthy reply.

"Oh, Mister Bob! You shouldn't ask me that! But if you must know, the first time was when I was ten years old. A man grabbed me on my way home from school, and he dragged me into his car. He drove me out into the country, and then he made me take off all my clothes. He taught me how to suck on his penis. I think he liked me, and he didn't want to hurt me badly. He fondled me, running his hands all over my naked body. Then he made me lie down on my back, on an old blanket that he had in the car. He made me spread my legs wide, and then he thrust his fingers up into my vagina. It hurt when my hymen broke. He tried to be gentle with me though. He had some kind of lubricant that he smeared around inside my bloody vagina. Then he plugged his big penis into me, and he fucked me.

He raped me, really, for I was screaming and trying to get away from him, but he was too strong. He kept talking softly to me, trying to calm me down. Finally I quit fighting him. Then he fucked me slowly, gently, and it wasn't so bad. He came inside me then. When he was done fucking me, he wiped me off down there, and he helped me to get dressed again. He held me gently and he kissed me, and he told me that I was a good girl and he really liked me. He made me promise not to tell on him. Then he gave me a candy bar, and he drove me back into town, and dropped me off not far from my home. I kept my promise, and I didn't tell on the man. But later I learned that he had been caught raping another little girl, and he got sent to prison. It was on the TV news."

As Barbie told me about her abduction and rape when she was only ten years old, I tried to imagine what it must have been like to have done those things to her. In fact I could well imagine myself raping a little girl, if I thought that I could get away with it. Isn't that awful? To tell the truth I had settled here in Tennessee primarily because the age of consent was only twelve. (Note: The age of consent is now eighteen.) So I figured I was pretty safe with fondling Barbie, as long as she was willing.

I stopped finger fucking the girl then, and I treated the scratches she had on her pussy. I was amused when Barbie's clitoris erected as I dabbed at it with the iodine applicator. She screamed as the iodine stung her most sensitive girl flesh. Her little bud stiffened up and emerged from beneath its prepuce, much as an uncircumcised boy's glans emerges from its prepuce when a boy gets an erection. Indeed it was an apt comparison, as a girl's clitoris is the vestigial equivalent of a tiny penis, very sensitive sex flesh. Similarly boys have vestigial nipples on their chests, equivalent to undeveloped breasts.

I asked Barbie "After you were raped, honey, did you fuck with other men?" I continued to toy with her erect clitoris, teasing it gently, masturbating the little girl.

"Well yes, Mister Bob. I figured out that with my hymen gone it wouldn't hurt to fuck anymore. I took a carrot and put it inside my vagina, and it didn't hurt at all. When I was eleven, I met an old man at the park. He gave me candy to go with him behind some bushes and take off my clothes. I think he only meant to play with my bare body. He was surprised when I invited him to fuck me. He did, and I liked it, and he did too. After that I met him a few other times, and we fucked again. Then one day I caught him fucking with another little girl, and I got jealous. I didn't meet him anymore.

When my breasts began to develop, there were a lot of boys in school who wanted to be with me. I have fucked with a few boys I really liked. Willie, one of the black boys you saw with me earlier in the pool, wanted to fuck me last week, but I said no. After what he did to me today, I'm never going to let him fuck me!" This was one experienced little girl, I saw.

I finished treating the naked kid as she stood before me on wobbly legs, one excited little girl. As for me, I still had a stiff erection in my swim trunks. Barbie noticed it, reaching her hand out and feeling me through my trunks. "I know how to make a man feel good, Mister Bob. Take off your pants, and I will suck your penis for you!" she offered. I was amazed at that. What are we teaching little girls these days, I wondered. Barbie knelt down and she tugged down my pants herself, freeing my erect penis. It wobbled up and down before her face.

She giggled "Oh look! Your penis is waving hello to me, and I see a tear in his eye!" Lubricant was seeping from the tip of my penis, the "tear" in my "eye". Barbie licked at it, tasting it. Then she kissed and licked me all over my penis, and I thought that I was going to come, and shoot all over her face. But she took me inside her mouth then, and she sucked at my penis like it was her favorite candy. God that felt good!

I tried to hold back and not come right away, wanting to enjoy having this pretty young girl's sucking mouth and teasing tongue working on my lucky penis as long as possible. But she was too talented, sucking me like a little whore, and I lost control. I cried out and I came, shooting sperm into her mouth. I sort of expected her to pull away when I came, but instead she kept on sucking, drinking my juice, swallowing down every bit of it. What a little sexpot Barbie was!

My penis lost its erection, and as it became too sensitive to endure continued stimulation, the girl released me from her mouth. She sure knew a lot about how to play with a man's penis! I was delighted with her. "Let me take care of you too, Barbie, for I know that I got you all excited too!" She lay on her back with her legs spread wide, and I went down on the girl, kissing and licking her all over her pussy, teasing her sex with my tongue.

"Oh! Mister Bob!" she exclaimed, holding my head close to her groin. Cunnilingus was a favorite thing for me that afternoon, as I enjoyed her sweet, young pussy. Barbie let down a lot of her pussy juice, and I lapped it up as it seeped from her vagina. Her body responded almost like a grown woman's. I applied all of my skill, trying to bring the twelve-year-old to an orgasm. I was pretty sure that I would get her there.

Unlike boys, who cannot ejaculate until they reach adolescence, many little girls can be brought to orgasm at a very young age. It just takes a lot of gentling, to make the little girl feel at ease with having her sex organs played with, and a ton of patience, as you diddle her between her legs, and tease all around and eventually over, her clitoris. You have to make it a fun game to hold the child's interest, and then play with her vulva insistently. I've done some experimenting with this when I was younger, and more careless about the possible consequences. The youngest girl I ever brought to orgasm was only seven years old, but that's another story.

Getting back to Barbie, the sexy twelve-year-old writhed and moaned beneath me as I masturbated her, but she didn't quite get there. Then a stabbing lick of my tongue across her erect button of a clitoris triggered her to come. The girl literally exploded beneath me, screaming out an intense orgasm that was torn from her body, writhing about in ecstasy and humping herself at my face so hard that I thought my head might be drawn up inside her vagina, in a reverse birthing in which I might return to the womb. I had never seen a more intense orgasm, Barbie's belly rippling with spasms as the young girl shuddered all over, screaming with orgiastic delight.

I held her in my arms, trying to calm and quiet the girl, fearing that the intense orgasm might be too much for her. At last the spasms and thrashings stopped, and Barbie went quite limp. She was unconscious. I worked to revive her, shaking her and slapping her face a little, and soon she came around again. She looked up at me through adoring eyes.

"Oh, I came, didn't I! I have gotten close before, but that was my first orgasm! Oh, it was wonderful, everything that I had ever heard it could be!" she gasped, breathing heavily.

"Yes, my dear Barbie, you came intensely. I am delighted that I was able to help you get there. It will be easier for you next time."

"Oh, goody! Let's do it again!" she exclaimed.

I laughed. "No, no, honey! That was so intense, that you need to rest and regain your strength! You have had quite enough sex for one day. Besides it is getting late, and we need to get you dressed in your bikini again and send you home for your supper. Your mother will be getting worried about you, don't you agree?"

Looking at the clock Barbie said "Oh, you are right, Mister Bob! I have to get home!" I had a final bit of fun with the kid "helping" her get her bikini back on, as my hands roamed all over her breasts and her bottom and her pussy, and the bikini kept falling off of her. Barbie giggled, enjoying the sex play, but finally she pushed me away. "I will never get my bikini on this way! I better just do it myself." She did. I kissed her goodbye, and the little cock sucker went home.

Chapter 2

I got myself some supper then, a seafood dinner, hoping to regain my strength. Young Barbie became my mistress, for after I induced her first orgasm in the girl, she wanted to be with me only, having nothing more to do with boys her own age. I had my job at the hospital so I couldn't spend as much time with Barbie as I would have liked to do, but we still managed to get together a couple of times a week. Our first time together, we only engaged in oral sex, as I have recounted, but later on I took to fucking the young girl.

The fucking began on a Saturday, the first weekend after Barbie and I met. I had the day off. I was doing some light housework, and wondering if I might see Barbie at the pool later that day. There came a knock on my door, and I was delighted to find Barbie standing there, wearing a cute little sundress. She had her blonde hair pulled back in twin ponytails, tied with red hair ribbons. Her sundress had spaghetti strap ties at the shoulders. The shirred front was rather tight across her bosom, as the sundress was intended for girls a bit younger than she was, with smaller breasts. Her breasts were pushed up and thus revealed a lot of bare young cleavage above the top of the sundress. It was red and white striped. The brief skirt ended well above her knees. White sandals completed the girl's outfit. Very cute.

"Hi, Mister Bob! May I come in?" she asked.

"Well, hello, Barbie! What a pleasant surprise! I was just thinking about you, honey, wondering if I might be seeing you sometime today, and here you are!" I let the girl in and I closed the door behind her, locking it. "How cute you are in your little sundress!" I said.

She giggled. "I had it last year, and it fit me better then. I'm nearly busting out of it now." she said, looking down at the taut cloth stretched across her bosom. "I thought I would wear it especially for you, Mister Bob, because it makes me look like a little girl. Somehow I figure that you really like little girls, don't you!" Barbie was sharp, for indeed I did like little girls. I got her some ice cream. The little girl sat across from me, carelessly spreading her legs wide open. Her brief skirt was hiked up high, and I saw she was wearing Snoopy print panties, the crotch taut against her pussy. God but she looked so cute like that! Barbie knew it too.

When she was finished with the ice cream she said "I bet you would like to take off my panties and look at my pussy, wouldn't you, Mister?"

Playing along with her I said "Would it be okay for me to do that, little girl?"

"Okay. But remember, you are only to look, and not touch me."

Gingerly I took hold of her panties and I pulled them down from her, as the little girl raised her butt up to allow me to lower her panties. She held her legs straight out, making it easy for me to take her panties off. Then she spread her legs wide apart for me again.

"Oh, you little darling!" I exclaimed. "You shaved off your new pubic hair, didn't you?"

Barbie giggled. "I'm glad you like it, Mister. After all, little girls don't have pussy hair, do they?"

"No they don't, honey." I got down between the little girl's legs, close to her. "Can I kiss your pee-pee, little girl?"

She giggled. "Okay!" What began as a kiss became a thorough oral assault on her pussy, tonguing her, licking her, sucking at her little girl parts. She became very juicy down there.

"Little girl, I want to fuck you now!"

"Oh, no, Mister! Please don't do that!" she said in mock terror.

"Yes, I think that I will fuck you now, even if I have to rape you, little girl!" I ordered the kid to get down on her hands and knees, with her skirt tossed up high on her back. I tore off my own clothes, and then I knelt down behind her. "They call this doggie-fashion, little girl." I said, guiding my erect penis to her vagina.

"Oh, I like doggies! What is your doggie's name, Mister?"

"You can call him Dickie, honey."

"Oh! I feel him poking against my pee-pee! Is Dickie going to push himself inside me down there?"

"Yes, he is!" I shoved my erect penis up inside the little girl's vagina. She was already nicely wet, and I slid right into her. She was snug, but able to take much of my big penis.

"Oh, Dickie, you are so big!" the little girl said.

"Woof! Woof!" I said, beginning to fuck the kid.

"Oh, Dickie is barking at my little pussy! Does he like to do this to pussy-cats?"

"Woof! Woof! Yes, he loves to screw little pussy-cats like you!"

"Meow! Meow!" she said.

"Woof! Woof!" I replied. Then I began fucking the little girl harder, extremely turned on by her.

"Oh, stop, Mister! You are hurting my pee-pee!" Barbie said, in her best little girl voice.

"Good! I am going to really rape you now, little girl!"

"Oh, no! Stop! You are hurting me, Mister!" she cried out. I imagined her to be the ten-year-old girl that she had been when she was really raped, putting myself in the position of a cruel rapist.

"Now I am really going to tear your little pee-pee open, little girl!" I said gruffly, seizing her by the hips and thrusting myself fully up into her snug vagina.

"OW! Stop! No, really, Mister Bob! OW! No! You are really hurting me now! OW!" Barbie screamed, for real now.

I cleared my head then, and cleared my senses, and I eased up a little. "There now, little girl, I am going to be just a little more gentle with you. Is that better?"

"Oh, it still hurts, Mister, but I thank you for your tender mercies to this little girl!" Barbie was back in character as the little girl. I knew now just how much she could take, and how much was too much. It gave me some power over her I think, because Barbie had had a taste of how harshly I could fuck her if I wanted to. She was beginning to shudder, and her vagina was beginning to spasm, and I knew that the little girl was about to come.

"Come now, little girl!" I commanded her in a strong voice.

"O-Okay!" she whimpered. And then she exploded into a wrenching orgasm! "EEEIIIYYYEEE!" she screamed, again and again, coming like crazy. Then I exploded inside her vagina, dashing gobs of sperm against her spasming cervix, filling her with my baby-making juices. Barbie collapsed in a heap beneath me, as my deflating penis left her vagina, a thread of sticky juices still connecting us briefly.

She was okay, just fucked out for a minute, gasping for breath. I got down close to her and kissed her. "Good little girl!"

After a minute Barbie was better, recovering from her orgasm. She saw my sticky, limp penis dangling down, and she quickly took it into her mouth to lick it clean. I went down on her pussy and I returned the favor. Then I decided to strip off her sundress. It had been fun fantasizing about her little girl character, but I wanted the kid to know that I liked her as she really was, Barbie, a twelve-year-old sex pot with fine young breasts.

When the sundress was off, I played with her breasts. There were still some iodine marks on her, but they were fading away. I teased her nipples into erection, and then I nursed at them like a baby would. Barbie had no milk for me, but it was still fun trying to get a little from her young breasts. She liked it too.

After awhile I decided to let her go - for now. Her orgasm was very powerful, and it really drained the girl. Best for her to rest up and not overdo it, I thought. I helped Barbie to get her sundress and panties back on. She was about to leave me, when suddenly the kid broke down in tears, crying.

"What is it, Barbie?" I asked her, putting my arm around her shoulders.

"Oh, Mister Bob, I don't know what I am going to do. My mother has cancer, and it is killing her!"

I hugged her closer. "Oh, poor baby!" I wondered how the kid could have come to me as a little girl, and fucked with me, when her mind was full of worry about her mother. But then, perhaps the fucking was a brief escape from an awful reality. "Do you have family that you can go to, if your mother can no longer care for you, Barbie?"

"No! My mother was an orphan, and my dad left her before I was born. I have no one except my mother, Mister Bob! My mother is afraid that they will put me in an orphanage. She grew up in one, and she hated it."

"Well, now, take me to your mother and let me see what we can do." I said, not knowing just what might come of that. Barbie took me down the hall to an apartment that was close to mine. She took me inside.

There, propped up in an easy chair, was her mother. Her name was Vicky. She was clearly very ill, and on oxygen. She had lung cancer, having been a heavy smoker much of her life. Barbie introduced me as a nice man who had helped her when two boys had been mean to her. She made no mention of our sexual involvement of course.

I talked with her mother for awhile. As a registered nurse I knew well how to care for someone in her condition, and I made a few adjustments to their home to make it easier for her mother to get around. I made them some lunch then. More and more the woman was becoming unable to care for her daughter and for herself, and Barbie was doing much of the work around the house. Vicky's greatest fear was that Barbie would be taken away from her and put into an orphanage, as Barbie had told me earlier. I tried to reassure her that I would try to keep that from happening.

Over the next few weeks I spent a lot of time at their home, doing what I could to make Vicky comfortable, but knowing that she was gradually slipping away. I also spent a lot of time with Barbie at my apartment. The kid really loved fucking with me.

Then one day Vicky came up with an amazing suggestion. "You have been so very good to us, Bob, and I know that Barbie really likes you. Would you be interested in having custody of her?"

I hardly knew what to say. Visions of Barbie living with me, sleeping naked next to me in my bed every night, filled my head. "Sure, Vicky, I would love to be able to look after Barbie. But as an old bachelor, no court is likely to grant me custody of your daughter."

Vicky smiled faintly. "Well there is a way. You could marry me, Bob. That would make you Barbie's step-father. Then you could apply to adopt her legally, and as her step-father, the court would no doubt grant the adoption. Now, I don't want to put you in a situation that makes you uncomfortable, so if you don't care to do that, it's okay."

Actually it was a splendid idea, I thought. I told Vicky that I would love to do that. We applied for a marriage license, and then we got a minister to come to Vicky's apartment, being that she was so ill, and we got married.

Then I put in the papers to adopt Barbie legally. The girl loved it that I was now her Daddy, and she dropped the awkward "Mister Bob" and began calling me Daddy. I loved that. She kept her little sundress at my place, and occasionally she would put it on and be a little girl for me to play with and fuck. Sometimes she would be a very naughty little girl, sticking her tongue out at Daddy when I told her to do something that she didn't want to do.

Then I would pretend to get mad at her. "Why, you sassy little girl! How dare you stick your tongue out at Daddy! I am going to have to spank you, to teach you better manners, my little daughter. Come here!"

Dutifully Barbie came over to me and bent down across my lap. Up with her skirt, and down with her panties, and then I spanked her bare little bottom. "Spank! Spank! Spank!" Her little bottom was soon quite rosy, as I spanked the kid, and she kicked her feet about, trying to squirm away from me.

"Don't Daddy, that hurts!" she said. Then I lowered my hand and I spanked her between her spread legs, right on her little pussy! "Spank! Spank! Spank!" How Barbie howled when I did that to her! "OW! Daddy! Please stop! OW! That really hurts!"

Then my fingers explored her rosy pussy, teasing her here and there and poking at her sex, until my fingers were in her vagina and I finger-fucked my naughty little daughter. "Oh, Daddy! Don't stop! Oh, that feels so nice, Daddy!" She got very juicy when I masturbated her.

I took the sundress off of Barbie then, and stripped off her lowered panties too. Then I had the little girl squat down over me, straddling me with her legs, and taking my erect penis up inside her wet vagina. "Now little girl, you are in charge of the fucking. This is called the 'female-superior' position, and you get to decide how deep to take me inside of you, and how fast or slow to fuck." Barbie giggled, liking the idea. She started off slowly, moving up and down on my cock, feeling the fullness of it inside her body. I took hold of her pretty breasts and I played with them as we fucked.

Soon Barbie was bouncing herself up and down on my cock more vigorously. "Giddyup, Horsie!" she called, riding me harder. "Giddyup, Daddy!" I let the kid do that for awhile, riding me nicely, but without really deep penetration. "Giddyup, Horsie!"

I wanted to be deeper inside her. I began thrusting up at the little girl as she dropped down on my member, pushing myself deeper inside her. "Oh! Daddy! You naughty Horsie!" she exclaimed, as I held onto her breasts, using them as cute handles to pull her down closer. I kept working myself deeper into her body.

Then I really began thrusting up at the little girl. "Your horsie is now a bucking bronco, little girl! Do you think you can ride him?"

"OW!" I tugged at her tits, keeping her from getting away, stretching her breasts as I yanked hard at them.

"Ride your bronco harder, little girl!" I called out madly. Little girls shouldn't have such full breasts, I thought, squeezing her tits as I yanked at them, insanely trying to squeeze them into a smaller size!

"Oh!" "OW" Oh, stop Daddy! You are hurting me now! "OW!" she screamed.

"Come now, little girl!" I commanded her, sensing that her orgasm was beginning. The little girl screamed out her orgasm as I abused her breasts, and then I came too, flooding her vagina with my juices.

Barbie lay beside me, panting, as she usually did after one of her intense orgasms. I examined her breasts, relieved to see that they were still intact, but a bit bruised. She stirred then, and she smiled sweetly at me. "Oh, Daddy, that was good! But there at the end when I started coming, you got really mean with my breasts!"

"I'm sorry, honey. I just got carried away." My Barbie deserved to keep her lovely breasts, and it was madness to even think of making them smaller.

Vicky was very ill now, and we had to put her in a hospice, where she could have 'round the clock attention. We didn't know if the papers would come through, approving my adoption of Barbie, while her mother was still alive.

Then the papers did come. We took them out to the hospice to show Vicky, and it was a great relief to her. I think maybe she had just been waiting for that, because Vicky died that very night. We had already made funeral arrangements.

A few days later, when Barbie was feeling up to it, we got her moved in with me, and we gave up the apartment that she and her mother had shared.

Chapter 3

Not long after that, Barbie had her thirteenth birthday. She didn't feel much like celebrating, though. It was more than sadness over the death of her mother. Barbie was getting sick in the morning. Then it occurred to me. Morning sickness! I got a pregnancy test kit, and sure enough, Barbie was pregnant. I had no doubt that the baby was mine, for she had had one period after I first fucked her, and I took her word for it that she had fucked with no one else since then. Barbie wanted to have her baby and she would not consider an abortion. I supported her decision. I would not be able to acknowledge that the baby was mine, because I was now Barbie's step-father. Even in a state where the age of consent is only twelve, they do not take kindly to incestuous relations with a minor. Immediately I put her on a maternity diet, to enhance the chances for a healthy baby.

The new school year was just beginning, and Barbie was now in the eighth grade. I went to the school counselor with my step-daughter, my adopted daughter Barbie, and we discussed the situation. It was not unusual for a young girl to become pregnant, and the counselor had some experience with this.

Barbie would be allowed to attend regular classes for the first semester, but she would probably have to skip the second semester that year. However I knew that Barbie would have to endure some cruel teasing from other children because of her pregnancy. So we discussed home-schooling for her instead. The counselor recommended a good home school program, one which the school would monitor and certify the results of her progress. It seemed the best choice for her.

I took Barbie shopping for maternity clothes. A few people stared at the girl rudely, since she was so young to be pregnant. I just told Barbie to ignore them, and she did. She was happy to be having a baby, and she refused to let other people get her down.

As her pregnancy developed, I had to be careful in fucking Barbie so that I did not get too rough with her. One way we fucked was lying on our sides with me behind her. This way her growing belly was supported, and we enjoyed some easy fucking together. However when Barbie was at about seven months we stopped fucking, not wanting to harm our baby. Her breasts became quite swollen, and began producing some early, thin milk. Naturally I just had to taste it, and suck some of the liquid from her breasts. Barbie enjoyed nursing me. However I took it easy, and I did not nurse at her excessively.

One night Barbie woke me up. "I think I'm having labor pains, Daddy!" she said. She was only eight months along, but the baby was coming now. I got her to the hospital, and her obstetrician met us there. Barbie delivered a baby girl - small, but healthy. The baby had to stay at the hospital a few extra days before we could bring her home, just to be sure there would not be complications because she was a little premature. We had to list her father as "unknown" on her birth certificate, so I would not get into trouble. However Barbie acknowledged me in a way by naming her baby girl Roberta, or Bobbie, after me.

I was delighted that after so many years as a bachelor I had now become a family man. I helped Barbie bring in her breast milk, using a breast pump, and she nursed little Bobbie. Sometimes there would be some milk left, and then I got a turn at Barbie's breasts. I thought her milk was delicious. Sometimes I would hand-milk her, and watch the milk squirt from her nipples in a fine spray. It was quite different from milking a cow, which I had done as a boy on my uncle's farm. Milking Barbie was a lot more fun. Barbie continued to breast feed Bobbie until she was two years old. I think she did that in part because she knew how much I enjoyed feeding at her pretty breasts too - almost as much as I enjoyed fucking her.

I often changed the baby's diapers, and also I bathed her. At that stage, I can honestly say that I had no desire to sexually molest my baby girl. It was not until she became a toddler and out of diapers that I first became aware of sexual feelings for my little Bobbie. But I made every effort to suppress such feelings, not wanting to harm my darling little daughter in any way. Barbie continued with her school lessons at home until she was nearly sixteen, completing the tenth grade. At that time she stopped breast-feeding Bobbie (and me) and let her milk dry up. She wanted to go back to school for her final two years of high school, and I thought that would be good for her. She needed to have more contact with kids her own age.

That fall, Barbie returned to high school. Sometimes I looked after Bobbie, but I had to work some days. We found a young neighbor girl named Annie, who was twelve years old, to babysit for Bobbie. Annie was being home schooled, and so she was available during the day to do this. Annie was a little redhead with lots of freckles. She usually wore short skirts with pullover tops.

I soon discovered that Annie was careless about how she sat, and I often caught glimpses of her panty crotch. Sometimes I saw her like this when she first arrived to babysit, but I had to leave to go to work. I tried not to think about Annie as a sexual object, feeling like I was somehow being unfaithful to Barbie. I learned that Annie was an orphan (Little Orphan Annie) who lived with her grandmother.

One day I came home from work to find Annie about to give little Bobbie a bath. I walked in on them, not realizing what was going on. There they were together in the bathtub, both of them naked, with Bobbie sitting between Annie's legs.

"Oh!" Annie squealed, hastily pressing a wash cloth against her breasts. "I didn't expect you home so soon, Mr. Bates!" I gulped, unable to resist staring. I got a good look at her small, young breasts before she covered them up. They had pale, pink areoles and nipples.

"Oh, sorry, Annie!" I said, tearing my eyes away from her.

Bobbie squealed "Daddy!" delighted to see me, and the little kid stood up in the bath and came to me. I caught her in my arms before she could fall in the slippery tub. Then I saw Annie's pussy through the clear water, her legs still spread open and showing me her crack. It was quite hairless.

Annie blushed and closed her legs. She said "I didn't get my bath this morning, Mr. Bates, so I thought that I would take a bath with Bobbie. I hope you don't mind."

"Oh no, that's quite all right, Annie." I managed. "Here, take Bobbie and go ahead with your bath. I'll just get out of here and leave you girls alone." With that I beat a hasty retreat to the living room.

Just then Barbie got home from school. "Hi, Daddy!" she said, giving me a big kiss. "You are home early today, aren't you!"

"Yes, Barbie. There was a scheduling mix up, and another nurse came in to work this shift, so I came on home."

Barbie discovered that I had a huge hard-on in my pants. She laughed. "My goodness, Daddy! What caused this? I just got here, so I know it wasn't me!"

We heard some noisy splashes and giggles coming from the bathroom. "Uh, Annie is taking a bath with Bobbie. I just got home a few minutes ago, and I found them together in the bathtub." Barbie just grinned at me, and then she went to the bathroom to see for herself. She talked to Annie and Bobbie a few minutes, and then she came back to me.

"Now I see what gave you that hard-on, Daddy!"

I felt something like a little boy caught with my hand in the cookie jar. "I'm sorry, honey. I didn't expect to find Annie and Bobbie like that."

Barbie was not mad though. "Knowing you, Daddy, I'm only surprised that you didn't get in the tub with Annie and Bobbie!" she teased me. Then more seriously she said "I think it's sweet that you got out of there because you were trying to be faithful to me, even though Annie gave you such a big hard-on. I know how much girls her age excite you, just as I did four years ago. Annie is finishing Bobbie's bath now, and I will take Bobbie out here and towel her off. I talked to Annie, and she thinks it would be fun to have you take a bath with her. So go ahead, dear Daddy, and enjoy yourself!"

I was amazed at Barbie. I thanked her and I kissed her. We went to the bathroom and Barbie gathered little Bobbie up in a bath towel, and whisked her off to the living room.

Annie sat there in the tub blushing and grinning at me, letting me see her wet bare breasts. "Come on in, Mr. Bates! The water's fine!" she teased me. I got out of my clothes in a hurry, and I got ready to join the little redhead in the tub. Her eyes grew very wide as she stared at my erect penis bobbing before her. "Oh, Mr. Bates! What a big penis you have!" she exclaimed, taking me in her hands.

I chuckled and said "The better to fuck you with, my dear!" I don't think that Annie was ready for that response.

She said "Oh, no, sir! Barbie said it would be fun for me to take a bath with you, but she didn't say anything about you fucking me!"

I laughed and replied "Don't worry, Annie, I was just kidding you." Actually I had been hopeful that she might be more receptive to that suggestion. I got into the tub with the girl, sitting behind her so that she was in my lap. I soaped the washcloth and began by washing her back with it, down to the water line around her tummy. She told me that she had already washed her face, so I let that go. I washed her arms and hands. Then I reached around and I washed her front, right over her bumpy chest. Somehow the wash cloth fell down, and I washed her small breasts with my bare hands. Annie giggled a lot when I did that, and her pale pink nipples grew very stiff. I washed her on down to her belly then.

"Stand up, Annie, and let me wash the rest of you." I said. She did, with her back to me. I washed her firm little bottom, slipping my hand in between her legs and giving her a good scrubbing there, much to her delight. Then I moved on down over her hips and thighs reaching around her to do the front of her legs too, over her knees and down her calves to her ankles. She lifted her feet, one at a time, and I washed her feet for her too. "Now turn and face me, Annie, and kneel down, and I will do your tummy." I told her. She did, and I did, except that I didn't stop at her tummy. I used my bare soapy hands to wash her pussy, spreading her labia and soaping her up everywhere down there between her legs. I teased her clitoris with a soapy finger and the bud stiffened up and poked out at me so that I could tease it directly.

Annie giggled and writhed about, trying to escape from my teasing finger, but I stayed with her. I knew that if I kept it up, I could likely bring her to an orgasm. She begged me to stop, saying she had to pee, but I refused to stop. I knew that when a little girl is masturbated like this she sometimes thinks she has to pee. Usually it only signals that she is getting close to cumming. Too often guys stop at this point, afraid that the girl is going to pee. While that is a possibility, it is worth taking the chance that she is about to reach her climax. With that in mind, I continued to tease Annie's erect clitoris. She shuddered, and then suddenly she cried out "AAHHH! Oh! I think, I think, I'm CUMMING!"

I was delighted with the kid. It is one of my favorite things, to make a little girl cum for the first time. Just then Barbie came into the bathroom to watch, having heard Annie's scream. Barbie wanted to watch Annie's orgasm too. Indeed Barbie had her hand up under her skirt, rubbing herself through her panties. I held Annie in my arms as she trembled, coming down from her orgasm. "Oh, Mr. Bates! That was wonderful!" she said, her eyes glistening. I kissed her. She was aware then that Barbie had come in and was watching us. She saw that Barbie was masturbating, and Annie gave her a big smile.

I rinsed Annie off, and had her get out of the bathtub. Barbie used a fluffy bath towel to dry her off. I got out of the tub too, all wet and my penis still erect and bobbing about. "What about your bath, Mr. Bates? Don't I get to wash you too?" Annie said, her eyes looking at my penis like she was ready to eat me up.

"That's okay, Annie, I will take a bath later on." I said as I toweled off.

"What about Bobbie?" she asked.

Barbie said "I put her down for a nap in her crib. Don't worry, Annie." Annie was surprised at the way that Barbie was drying her, caressing her. I saw that Barbie liked Annie a lot.

I escorted the girls into our master bedroom, where Barbie and I share a king size bed. There was plenty of room for the three of us, with Annie in the middle, the center of our attention. Barbie quickly stripped off her own clothes. I encouraged Annie to get better acquainted with my penis, and she was eager to do so, running her small hands up and down the length of me, feeling me, cupping my balls, and getting to know a man's penis.

"It's so big!" she said. "I've seen a few boys, but never a man's penis like this!"

Barbie said "Daddy's penis is bigger than most men's, Annie. Taste it. Lick it. I think you will like that." Annie tried it, her tongue licking the head of my cock. There was a drop of pre-cum oozing out, and it stuck to her tongue, making a little trail. "Go ahead and take him into your mouth, Annie. He likes that." Barbie encouraged her.

"Do you do that, Barbie?" Annie asked.

"Sure. Here, I'll show you." With that Barbie proceeded to give me one of the best blow jobs ever, showing off for Annie. After a while, though, she backed off, knowing that I was getting close to cumming. "Here, Annie, why don't you try it?" Barbie said, surrendering my penis to the little redhead.

Annie gamely took my throbbing penis into her mouth, and she began to move her head up and down on it, just as she had seen Barbie doing. She was surprised when she felt her legs being spread apart, and then Barbie's tongue lapping at her juicy little pussy. I was surprised too, for I had never known that Barbie was tuned in for some lesbian action. It was exciting, watching my sweet Barbie licking the sex juices out of little Annie's vagina. Annie was sucking me pretty good, considering that this was all new to her.

I held her head close. I said "Annie, sweetheart, I am going to cum in your mouth now. Don't be afraid, cum is good for you. I want you to swallow down everything I feed you now. Okay?"

She nodded her head okay. I let loose then, flooding the kid's mouth with my cum. She tried to swallow it all, but there was too much for her. She gagged on it, and some cum trickled down her chin. When I was done shooting into her mouth, she pulled away, licking up the cum that had escaped from her mouth. I helped her spoon up a little and fed it to her with my fingers.

"I'm sorry that I didn't get it all, Mr. Bates." she said shyly. I grinned and hugged her to me.

"That's okay, Annie, you did just fine! I'm very pleased with you." Annie smiled then, glad to know that she had satisfied me.

Annie was getting very turned on then, thanks to Barbie continuing to eat out her pussy. "Spread your legs wider, Annie, so that Barbie can get to you better." I said. She did that.

I toyed with Annie's small breasts, teasing her pale pink nipples to erect, and then I pinched and rolled them lightly between my fingers, helping to masturbate the little girl. It wasn't long before she was writhing around on the bed, trying to get away from the insistent tongue that was working at her sex, teasing and licking and prodding her erect clitoris. My Barbie knew just what to do to bring the kid to maximum excitement. I held her down, and Barbie brought Annie to her second ever orgasm! The little redhead bounced all over the bed as she experienced a powerful orgasm. Barbie kept on with her tongue, keeping her cumming. Finally she relented though, and allowed the kid to come down from it. I got so turned on watching that, that I got a new erection right away.

Barbie saw my condition. "Do you want to fuck Annie now, Daddy?"

"Yes, if she wants me to." I said lamely.

Barbie said "How about it, Annie? Are you ready for Daddy to fuck you?"

Annie was in a dreamy state, only semi-aware of what was happening. "Hmmm?" she murmured.

Barbie said "I would take that for a 'Yes', Daddy!" I didn't want to argue with my sweet daughter, so I knelt down between Annie's legs and I prepared to enter her. Barbie put down a pillow with a towel covering it, and she slipped it beneath Annie's bottom, raising up her sex to give me a better target. Then Barbie took my penis in hand and she guided me into Annie's gaping vagina.

The little girl was tight, but her vagina was slippery with her juices, and I managed to get into her as far as her virgin hymen. I knew what I needed to do then. I pulled back a little, and then I thrust forward, hard.

Annie screamed as my cock tore through her hymen, impaling her on my penis. My cock head was up against a resistance, her cervix. I was in, her vagina full of my cock. I rested there a minute, giving the little girl a chance to adjust to the fullness within her.

When I felt her relax a little I knew I could proceed. I fucked her gently, not wanting to hurt her more than I had already. Because I was fucking her so gently, the fucking lasted quite awhile. Annie moaned beneath me, hurting at first. But then a change came over the girl, and she wrapped her legs around me, and she began urging me on.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me, Mr. Bates!" she pleaded. Then I got more vigorous with her, and I truly fucked her. Annie loved it, so much that when I finally came she was right there with me, having another orgasm. What a hot little girl she was! I pulled out of her then, and Barbie was ready to lick her cunt out. I stopped her.

"You got to lick her out last time, Barbie. Now it's my turn." So I went down on Annie, and I licked and sucked at her sex, getting a lot of my sperm mixed with her cum and her virgin blood. Very tasty, I thought. Barbie licked off my cock and balls for me.

Annie spoke up "Don't I get to lick somebody?" we laughed.

"Barbie hasn't had a chance to get off yet, Annie." I suggested. The little redhead got down between Barbie's legs and happily went to work on her sex.

Barbie said to me "Oh you devil, Daddy, suggesting that to Annie!" I kissed Barbie and I played with her tits as the little girl did the same things to Barbie that Barbie had done to her.

It wasn't long before Barbie cried out and let down a flood of her juices as she came. Annie wound up with a very sticky face. I laughed at that, and then I licked her face off, tasting Barbie's sex juices. All three of us were rather gamey after that, so we all took a shower together.

It was hot and steamy in the shower, and we were all packed in together. Someone was playing with my penis. I think it was Annie, but I'm not sure. Then my penis was being guided into a vagina. I think it was Barbie's, but I'm not sure of that either! Anyway, I fucked it good. Then there was a soapy hand washing me off. We all rinsed off and got out of the shower and toweled one another off. Barbie heard Bobbie crying, and so she went and tended to our little toddler.

I kissed Annie and told her that I loved her a lot. She knew that I loved Barbie too, but she was pleased that I told her that. I helped Annie get dressed then, and it probably took twice as long that way, as my fingers kept slipping into places that they shouldn't be. She laughed though, enjoying my fingering her.

Chapter 4

From that day on, I had two mistresses ready to satisfy my needs whenever I wanted it. Not long after that, Annie's grandmother got sick and died suddenly. Barbie and I took Annie in to live with us, and from then on she called me Daddy. Barbie was only four years older than the girl, so Annie continued to call Barbie by her first name.

Annie and Barbie were both on the pill, to prevent any unwanted pregnancy. But a year after she came to live with us, Annie became pregnant. On questioning her, she admitted that she had stopped taking her pills, because she wanted to get pregnant and have a baby too, like Barbie did. Annie soon had morning sickness and she discovered that a pregnancy is not all fun and games. She carried nearly to full-term, and delivered a baby boy. Annie wanted to name her baby after me too. To avoid confusion with Bobbie, we decided to call the boy Robby. Meanwhile Barbie finished high school and graduated. She decided to go to college at the State University, which had an extension site in our town. That way she could continue to live at home with us.

Bobbie was four now, and she was thrilled to have a baby brother. Annie breast fed her baby, and I was pleased to be able to nurse at her breasts after her baby was fed, as I had done with Barbie. Her nipples were rather tender though, so I had to be careful how I played with them, gently milking her. I love milking girls' breasts. Annie continued breast feeding Robby for two years.

Unlike Barbie, Annie preferred to continue with home schooling through high school. She was a bright kid and able to figure out most problems herself. Still, occasionally Barbie and I helped her with her studies.

We all tried to be discreet around little Bobbie, not wanting her to get into sexy things at such a tender age. We got away with that until Bobbie was five years old. It was late at night and Bobbie had gone to bed hours ago. Barbie, Annie and I were enjoying one of our orgies in the master bedroom. Suddenly I paused in the middle of fucking one of the girls, for there looking on with keen interest was my little blonde angel, Bobbie. Innocently she came over to the bed and asked us, "Can I play too?"

I wanted to send her back to bed, but Barbie didn't want to disappoint the child. "Sure, honey, just take off your nightie and come on into bed with us." Bobbie grinned, taking off her nightie.

Barbie helped her up onto the bed. Bobbie looked around and her eyes set upon my cock, which was pistoning in and out of Annie. She crawled over to us and reached out and took my shaft in her little hand. I had to be careful not to push into Annie too far, so I didn't hurt Bobbie's hand. I didn't think it was right to have the child there with us, but I never have been able to deny Barbie anything she wanted to do. Annie got excited having the little hand fumbling around down there, and her vagina spasmed around my cock, making me lose control and cum.

Bobbie giggled as she saw and felt sticky juices erupt around the cock she was holding. She took her little hand and put it up to her mouth, and tasted it. "Good!" she declared, "Want more!" By then my cock had slipped out of Annie. Bobbie went to the leaking vagina, and she proceeded to eat Annie out. I was stunned at the sight, holding my deflated, sticky cock in my hand.

Barbie got right up behind our little girl, and she began to lick Bobbie's tiny pussy. I knew I should stop this, but I seemed helpless to do anything. Bobbie giggled, enjoying what her mother was doing to her. Annie was ready to cum some more, as the child licked at her sex.

But then Bobbie turned from Annie, and she was looking at my sticky penis. "I want Daddy!" she declared, and with that she came over and licked my penis off, pulling away from her mother. My penis became erect once more, unable to resist the child's mouth. Bobbie was delighted with her new toy, that she could make swell up and get so stiff. The little girl continued to lick me and suck me as though I were her favorite flavor of Popsicle.

Finally I cried out "Look out, honey, Daddy is going to shoot!" With that I came, splashing my cum all over Bobbie's sweet face. She giggled, and tasted the stuff. Bobbie used her hands to scoop up the stuff and she put it in her mouth and ate it.

Barbie asked "Do you like Daddy's cum, Bobbie?"

"Yes, Mommy!"

Barbie said "So do I, honey!" And with that Barbie licked her daughter's face, licking up all the cum that she could find there.

I finally found my voice. "All right, everybody, I think that is enough for one night. Let's all go to bed and get our sleep, okay?" I didn't want to turn our little girl into a slut; at least not at the age of five. I helped Bobbie get her nightie back on, and I took her back to her bed and tucked her in. "Good night, baby." I said, bending down to kiss her forehead.

"Good night, Daddy. I like your penis!" she said. I groaned inwardly. I knew that Barbie must have enlightened Bobbie about men and boys having penises. Perhaps she had noticed baby Robby's little penis while helping to change his diaper. I realized that it would only be a matter of time now before I was fully involved in sex with my own sweet little girl.

I am not sure how my son will fit in with our unusual family. I am not into sex with boys myself. Barbie and Annie assure me that they will find a role for baby Robby once he grows up. I just bet that they will too. No doubt if I ever get too old or ill to maintain an erection, young Robby will be there to fill in for me, so to speak.

Bobbie became a frequent participant after that night in the sex orgies that Mommy and Daddy had with Aunt Annie. We cautioned Bobbie that the things we did together were a secret, and she must never tell anybody about them. We decided that it would be best to home-school Bobbie, to limit the opportunities she might have to say something that might alert people to our illegal sex games with her. I tried to hold back with the little girl and not get her into things that might hurt her.

But when Bobbie was only seven years old I lost control one night, and I diddled and teased little Bobbie's clitoris until she had her first orgasm. I mentioned earlier how much I enjoyed bringing a little girl to her first orgasm, and seeing my own little girl responding to me, I just could not resist taking her all to way to an orgasm. After that she insisted that I must fuck her, just as I did Mommy and Aunt Annie.

Barbie helped the little girl get ready for fucking by using a dildo to tear open her hymen. After a few days when the soreness was gone, Barbie used the dildo to stretch the little girl's vagina for me. I am embarrassed to describe in detail what the child went through when she was fucked by her own father at the tender age of seven. Suffice it to say that Bobbie suffered, even though she wanted me to fuck her.

And so it was that I fucked little Bobbie when she was only seven years old. I turned her into a little fuck slut just like her mother and aunt. Mind you I love my fuck sluts, and I use that term fondly. Now I have three pretty cunts ready and willing to fuck with me anytime I want, including one who is extremely young. Life is not so bad.