Perverts 'R' Us

Froggy

By Tinus ( M/g, cons, inc, 1st, pedo )

Any resemblance between this story's fictional characters and real people or events is entirely coincidental. I have to warn you, don't try this at home as true little girl lovers don't harm or hurt little girls. This story is inspired by one of the readers telling me a story about his granddaughter.

As a retired army officer I lived a pleasant life. Of course I had a hard time in the army. I've been to 'nam and Cambodia and seen some really bad things. But at least I had an early retirement at age 50. One of the disadvantages of being in the army was that my wife couldn't cope with it and she divorced me years before my retirement.

I'm 60 now and I'm enjoying my retirement and find much pleasure in my lovely grandchildren. I have 4 of them. There are two girls, Lisa who is 12 now and her sister Marla, 13. Then there are two boys. Tommy is 16 and Jim is 20. I really love my grandchildren and they love me too, but I have a special bond with Lisa. To tell you how special I'll have to take you back 10 years.

When I was just retired my grandchildren were 2, 3, 6 and 10 and they liked playing at their papa's place. My daughter and her boyfriend visited me a lot as I had a large secluded house with a large yard and a swimming pool for the kids to play in. As we live in a part of the U.S. where it's always warm there's a lot of playing at the pool in just some swimming pants. Even the girls because they were young enough not to hide their upper bodies yet.

Little 2-year-old Lisa was a cutie. She was always playing in just a diaper and had a cute tan on her young body. I don't know exactly how old she was when we first noticed her doing a special thing even if she was not quite to the crawling on hands and knees stage yet.

She was moving like I remember doing in a military training exercise, crawling under the barbed wire while the machine guns were shooting live rounds just above the wire. One day I noticed she was on her belly and had her arms fully extended, which raised her upper body. Now picture a road flattened frog. The chubby little thighs were at a perfect 90-degree angle from her spine, with those calves perpendicular to the thighs, all flat on the floor. Ahh, the flexibility of an infant.

We thought it was fun seeing her doing that and we called her Froggy for it. In the following days or possibly weeks I honestly don't know how many times I saw Froggy like that before I realized she was not just rocking her body.

Actually she was rocking her hips. At first I thought it was comical. The light bulb above my head finally illuminated, actually flashing in a kaleidoscope of colors. She was wearing her diaper and a shirt. She was in the legs-splayed-flat froggy position. Rather than having her arms extended she was on her elbows with her head sagging toward the floor, forehead resting on her forearms with her eyes closed.

She was rocking and rocking and rocking and rocking, for I don't know how long. She was rubbing her clit on the inside of her diaper! And she was still not crawling yet! I took a photo of her. I know that within milliseconds after the shutter finished, those legs were off of the floor. Within seconds she was moving her arms. Her lower ribs may have been on the floor and her belly and hips, but both legs and her chest were elevated. I was really amazed.

The next time the boyfriend was gone and Froggy and Marla stayed with me a lot longer. My daughter could have made some better choices of boyfriends in the past. She has moved back home numerous times when the relationships failed, beginning when the 10-year-old was still in diapers. All of the kids love to come and stay with me, whether it's for an afternoon, an overnighter or a weekend. Both girls love baths, 4 a day would even be OK with them if not nice.

Most of the time they get one bath, a few times they have been allowed two. My daughter moved a footstool into "their" bathroom probably before either of the girls was born. I've never bothered to remove it. The entire time they are in the bathtub, I am there for their safety. I don't want them to drown in an accident. The girls have their toys in the tub and they play until they decide to get out.

Often there is no soap, no shampoo, just play. I don't touch; I'm just there to observe for their safety. And observe I will. They will lie on their tummies and blow bubbles or hold their breath. Mostly I look at their cute bottoms sticking up just above the water. They will lie on their backs and hear the underwater sounds. They will sit cross-legged Indian style with vulva spread. You can imagine what draws my attention then.

Sometimes one or the other will suddenly need to pee. Then I help them out of the tub and they toddle over to the toilet and sit on it right next to me. I try not to be too obvious about looking at them when they do that as I don't want the girls telling their mother that 'papa' likes to watch them peeing.

However sometimes when Froggy does that, she will call for my attention while she sits there with her legs spread and she pees. I don't know how she knows I like to watch her peeing but she does. For her it is two toddling steps back to the tub and then I lift her into it. Sometimes Marla copies her and I get to watch my other pretty little granddaughter pee too, although she is not as bold about it as Froggy.

Frequently Froggy calls for me to look as she has one foot on top of the tub side with the other foot still on the floor, vulva spread. How a two-year-old senses that I like to see that I don't know, but she does. I remind her that I have seen her before, that when I change her diapers sometimes she has even peed on me. I tell her that I am there to dry them and help Froggy with her training pants, that's all. But the truth is seeing her do that makes a certain part of me stiffen up.

One of the joys of grand parenting (grand parenting is similar to babysitting except there is no pay involved) is hearing a yelled, "I need you". I find the source of that female voice in the bathroom, on the toilet. "I'm through." You're sure?" "Yes". She bends forward, puts her arms around my knees; I take the folded TP and wipe that cute little butt. Maybe a couple of times.

Another grand parenting task is comforting. I don't remember if Froggy was not feeling well or just would not take her nap. We ended up on my bed. I was lying there trying to sell her on the idea that it was HER nap time, unsuccessfully. She intentionally reached over and put her hand on my groin area and pushed down. Then she wanted me to rub her back and after that even her front. Rubbing her chest made me rub her tiny nipples a bit too. I ended up with her sleeping on my chest.

When Froggy was born she had almost blond hair and blue eyes. Her hair is now light brown. She knows she is cute and beautiful because she keeps hearing that fact. She has lost her baby fat and now has a very trim body. No fat, not anorexic, simply trim, cute & beautiful. And loved.

At one event we were at one of the brother's birthday bowling party. Of course bowling was not for the then two and three-year-old girls. They ran or toddled around looking at the coin operated games with all of the lights and sounds. I captured Froggy at the far end of the room from where our lanes were. She started to squawk, so I set her down on a rail trying to get her interested in what others were doing on their lane.

The rail was to direct patrons to the two steps down to the level of the lanes. It was a wide rail, the two-year-old butt had plenty of support, but I had my hand around her waist so she did not fall. After a couple of minutes I was confident she would not wiggle and fall so I moved my left hand from her waist to the rail next to her. She looked down at my hand, grabbed my wrist and put my hand back on her waist. I once again removed my hand to the rail and she replaced it back to her waist. We did that several times before I just left it on her waist.

After awhile she started to get restless so I sat her down on the steps for fear she might fall now. She sat there like a good little girl watching everyone bowl. My daughter yelled for me to help her with the score because she wasn't sure she had done it right. When I turned back to check on Froggy it was too late, she had gotten up and waddled over to the neighboring lane and was pulling an extra large coke off the table.

All I had time for was to yell "Don't!" but that didn't help. Next I saw it tip over and splash all over her outfit. My daughter started yelling at her and she started crying. I put my hand on my daughter's shoulder to get her attention and to snap her out of her little rampage.

"It's okay dear," I told her. "I remember when you were two. You got into everything," I said with a chuckle. "I'll get her cleaned up, you stay with the others and finish playing."

I scooped Lisa up, grabbed her diaper bag and went to the bathroom. I sat Lisa down on the changing table and quickly undressed her as she was still crying. I started telling her it was okay and stuff in my baby talk voice. This started to calm her down.

"Now let's get you all cleaned up so you won't be a sticky little Froggy," I said, tickling her baby soft belly. She started giggling and pushing my hand away.

I opened her diaper bag to find only some baby toys, bottles, pacifiers, diapers, and a wash rag. "Just my luck" I thought to myself. "She didn't pack any clean clothes." I quickly cleaned her up with the wash rag and carried her back out to the lane we were in just wearing a diaper and sandals.

We arrived as everyone was finishing up. So we gathered everything up and paid, and loaded up into the van. As we were driving home the kids were singing to the radio and my daughter was going on about how tired she was. I looked in my mirror to check the traffic behind me when I noticed Lisa. She was strapped into her car seat in nothing but her diaper and sandals. I could see one hand was down inside her diaper. She was moving her head back and forth slowly. "Is she doing it again?" I thought to myself.

As we drove on I kept peeking at her, not saying a word. I could see her elbow was moving in a rhythm with her head movement. I knew what she was doing then. Next I saw her little legs stick straight out and start to shake with her entire body for what seemed to be a minute. Then she went limp. I watched as she closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.

It's a year later now and last week I was at their house in the morning. I was reading to four-year-old Marla and their mother was changing Froggy's clothes to get her ready for the day. I was called. I looked over to see Froggy lying with her hands over her head, hips swaying left to right to left etc, feet drawn up about her shoulders and wide apart, naked, and her vulva gaping open. Think a sing-songy 'Na-na, Na-na, Na-na'. I couldn't help it, my cock got rock hard in my pants.

Well because of those bad choices my daughter is a single mom now and has to work. The kids had to stay at day care or the older boys at after-school care. Froggy didn't like it there though. She was only crying, not wanting to eat or play. So my daughter asked me if Lisa (Froggy) could stay with me instead. Of course I didn't mind as I loved her very much.

I was a little curious about her 'froggy sessions' too. I had never given a thought about when girls started masturbating. Then the light came on. Wow! I never saw it with the 'big' sister, Marla. I don't remember ever catching my daughter, her mom, masturbating as a child. Had I been just not observant? Or was Froggy an aberration?

When I'm over at their place she likes to sit on my lap. She doesn't like to share me with her sister. From the sitting on my lap position, she will probably end up being held and rocked like an infant, complete with a chorus of 'Rock-a-Bye Baby'. She gets tickled frequently. One of her ticklish spots is within a couple inches down from her crotch on the inside of her legs. I am often tempted to move up that couple of inches but somehow 'papa' manages to behave.

She frequently ends up upside down, held by the ankles with her head gently bumped on the floor. She is still under 40 pounds. She loves to get papa to chase her. It's the hands and arms in the air, hips moving left to right, singing, "You can't get me". Take one quick step towards her and she is gone in a flash. Growl like a bear and you can see the speed pick up.

There is major trauma and drama if I try to leave without the necessary goodbye kisses and hugs. So now she stays with me a lot. I have her all day as her mom is working and sometimes she stays overnight and even in the weekends she wants to stay with her papa. I don't mind at all and her mom neither as she is glad to have some help with her kids.

As Froggy is three now we try to potty-train her. Playing in my house or in the yard she is naked or only wearing her training panties and sometimes she wets them and I have to wash her little bottom and change her trainers. Sometimes she comes running to me shouting, "Lisa has to pee, Lisa has to pee." So I quickly remove her training panties and she sets herself on the potty and I hear, and see, her pee flow from her little slit.

Papa has always had a secret desire for pee play. Not to be peed upon. Not to drink or taste it, only to feel the tip of his tongue trying to plug Froggy's pee-hole to stop the flow. Perhaps when she is older?

One day she was playing in the yard only wearing her training panties again and I too was only wearing some shorts. She was doing her Froggy thing again, only now she wasn't in the Froggy pose. She was flat on the ground and rocking her bottom. Then I noticed she had her hand under her lower belly. She was actually riding her little clit on her hand. Her eyes were wide open but had a blank stare in them. She didn't see or hear anything until she stopped rocking. She just lay there dead still as she had her little-girl orgasm.

I decided to question Froggy about what she was doing but carefully, not wanting to make her think there was anything wrong with rubbing her clit and having pleasure from that.

"Tell me Froggy, when did you learn to rub yourself like that and make it feel good?" I said with a smile.

She giggled shyly and then said, "Jack show Lisa tickle spot on pee-pee when changing my diapy. Jack washed Lisa's pee-pee very long, make Lisa giggle an' squirm. Then Jack laughed and say Lisa is good little girl. Then Lisa play with tickle spot too."

Jack had been the latest boyfriend to leave my daughter and run off. But before he was gone he had taught little Lisa to masturbate and had turned her into my Froggy. I suppose I should have been mad at the guy but somehow I wasn't. I enjoyed watching Froggy masturbating like that.

Over the next year I watched her doing it a lot. Well not all the time but frequently enough to realize she really liked it.

One time I actually got to see it all the way though. I was sitting in the living room and was on the phone with the screen door open so I could see Froggy play and swim. She was happily running around playing naked. She stopped and looked around for a minute and then went and sat down on a lawn chair.

She was facing me. I could see her whole front, her cute little feet, her nicely-tanned body. Her pigtails were soaking wet and sticking to her chest just above her cute little erect nipples. She spread her legs and I had a clear view of her cute little puffy baby cunny. I knew what was about to happen so I told the person on the phone I had to go and quickly hung up.

When I looked back Lisa had already started. Her little hand was steadily rubbing away. I could see the skin wrinkling up on her cunny in circles as she moved her hand around. Her lips would open every so often and her little clitty would peek out like a turtle head coming out of its shell and looking around. Then it would disappear into the folds of her chubby little lips as her hand would move on.

My cock was rock hard so I let it out of its hiding place and sat there stroking it as I watched her continue the masturbation play. I just loved seeing her tiny flushed clitty play hide and seek.

Lisa then rolled over onto her belly with her hand still between her legs. I could see her little finger enter her cunny as she moved her other fingers around playing with her puffy little lips. I was amazed. I didn't even know that a 3-year-old already could push something in there. She then started rocking in the froggy style motion we had seen so many times. But this time I could clearly see she was rocking up and down on her finger. The rocking began to speed up.

I could swear when she rose up I could see the sun reflect off her finger causing it to shine. I knew then she was wet. Just thinking about her little baby body making those cum juices caused me to shoot my cum. My balls began to tighten and my cock throbbed to the point where it began to hurt. The cum shot out and landed on the floor followed by another shot and another.

When my orgasm finally stopped and I had enough energy to open my eyes I looked up. Froggy was already on her back with her arms and legs spread. Her lips were clearly open now and covered in baby cum juice. We had both cum.

When she was 4 she played on papa's lap more and more. She liked to do the horsey ride on my knees, spreading her legs wide while straddling mine. Then when I let her 'fall' backwards her legs kicked in the air really exposing her panty clad pussy. As she was potty-trained now she only wore panties when playing at my place.

At 5 the game changed a bit. She still liked the horsey ride on my knees, but instead of straddling both legs she sat on one of my knees now. As I was alerted to her 'froggy-game' I noticed her rocking onto my knee a bit. It wasn't much but she definitely was rocking my knee with her pussy. The pressure was not enough to let her orgasm but she liked it a lot. Well I did too I must tell you.

That happened a couple of more times before she got the hang of this. One time she was rocking herself good on my knee and I noticed she started her little orgasm. It made me rock hard and suddenly she stiffened up having her climax. She lost her balance and stuck her hand out for stability. As it happened her hand grabbed my throbbing cock and at that moment I came into my shorts leaving a big wet spot for her to see. She didn't say anything about it at that time.

I watched my little granddaughter change from a toddler into a kindergartner. She went to school now but she loved being with her papa after school and on the weekends and her mom was fine with that.

One time she was playing at the pool and I was lying on a sun bed and I drowsed into a nap. When I awoke I had a strange feeling. Someone was playing with my dick. I peeked between my eyelids not to reveal that I was awake and I saw Froggy sitting between my legs. As my shorts had loose leg bands my cock head had slipped out during my sleep.

Froggy had noticed that and being the curious little girl she was, she had touched the head and my dick grew to an erection. She played with it a little before she lost interest and went back to playing in the pool.

The next day she asked, "Papa, why was your thingy hard when I fell on it last time and why did you pee in your pants?"

"Well darling, a man's thingy gets hard when he is pleased a lot. You know how you like to do your froggy-thing?"

"Yes, it's fun," she said.

"What do you feel when you get out of balance and know something is happening to you?"

"It feels funny, tingly and then some explosions in my belly and I can't go on anymore."

"That's called a climax and papa had one too. But when a man has a climax some cream comes out. Maybe you noticed some wetness when you climax?"

"Yes, first I thought I peed but it's different and not as much as peeing."

With that she was satisfied but I decided to let her find out some more about it by herself. The next day I was 'resting' on the sun bed dressed in a bathrobe and with nothing under it. When I was 'sleeping' I let the robe fall open and expose my penis to the air - and to Froggy, of course.

It wasn't long before she noticed. Slowly she came over to me and I held myself as though sleeping, just peeking through my eyelashes. She just stood there for a moment looking at my soft penis and then at my face to see if I was really sleeping.

When she was convinced that I was sleeping she reached out her little hand and touched my dick head. Slowly she rubbed her fingers up and down my growing shaft. After a couple of rubs I was rock hard and she was very curious about that.

She wrapped her fingers around my pole and lifted it from my belly a bit. She turned it around and around watching it with her face close to it. She discovered my fore-skin and how it could be rubbed up and down letting my dick head pop in and out. She really liked that and she kept doing it.

In a way it was a clumsy attempt to jack me off. She didn't know that of course but it felt heavenly. Although it was a clumsy jack off my orgasm was building. I didn't know if I should let her continue until I came but I couldn't hold back anymore.

So when she pulled down the hood one more time huge globs of my cum spurted out and flooded my belly. She startled a little but didn't stop. She watched in amazement how my sperm left my dick, flew into the air a bit and landed on my belly. Then I pretended like I just awoke and asked her what she was doing.

She startled and started to cry. I told her not to cry. I wasn't mad at her but it had to be our little secret. She mustn't tell anyone. As the smart little girl she was she had realized that long ago. When she grew older she didn't do her froggy thing when others were around anymore. She only did it when she was alone with me.

Realizing that I lifted her on top of me and laid her almost naked body on top of mine. She didn't even care that she was lying on a puddle of sperm. I started to tickle her and she wriggled on top of my body giggling. Tickling her sides made her body buck up. That gave me the opportunity to tickle her cute little nipples. My dick got hard again from touching her nips and the friction her body made on top of it and she noticed.

She settled down a bit as her panty-clad pussy rested on my hard dick. I wondered what went through her mind and stopped tickling to see what she was about to do. Then she lifted herself up on her elbows, spread her legs and took her froggy-position with her young pussy over my dick.

She started to rock herself up and down my pole and I could imagine her little clitoris rubbing over my dick head. Although I just shot my load my dick was soon very hard again as she continued rocking her young vagina over it. My face was even with her lovely flat chest and I could see her nipples flush and stiffen a little. Then she stiffened up and collapsed forward on my chest. As she did my second load erupted between our bodies.

When she had rested on my chest for awhile she sat up in the mess I made on my belly and laughed and said. "That was fun. Let's call this game 'froggy on the slides'." I laughed too and she went on playing in the pool as if nothing had happened.

The next couple of weeks went by and I saw my lovely Lisa grow up to a beautiful 6-year-old girl. The older she got the more beautiful she became. Even her body started to develop a little. Well not much of course but I saw her flat pink nipples change into a little darker aureoles with some nips sticking out. And when she did her 'game' her nips got really hard and poking out. Her bum was firm and round now and her little pussy was protruding through her panties some more.

It was a warm day and Lisa asked me if she could swim naked as no one was there to see us. I said 'sure' and without hesitation she pulled her swim bottom down. I was amazed at her beautiful young body and her protruding pussy mound. There was nothing protruding from her pussy lips though, It just looked like a cracked tennis ball between her legs.

"You can go naked too if you like, papa," she simply said before she jumped into the pool.

I hesitated for a moment but then I pulled down my shorts and laid myself down naked on my sun bed. Watching my 6-year-old granddaughter splash around in the pool naked made my dick rise into an instant erection.

Then Lisa climbed out of the pool and climbed onto me and onto my hard cock. She was used to seeing my erection now as she often played her 'rub the slides' game, as she liked to name all the games we played.

"Can we play 'froggy on the slides' like this?" she asked.

I didn't know what to say. I was looking forward to feeling her naked pussy slide over my dick but was a bit reluctant too. She was my granddaughter after all.

But Froggy wasn't waiting for an answer. She straddled my waist with her legs, pushed her lower body down and sat down on my dick with her little vagina. Immediately she started to rock herself up and down forcing her pussy lips apart and letting my dick slip in between, rubbing her tiny slit and clitoris. I could feel my dick becoming slippery from her pussy juices. It was soo hot.

She kept rocking herself up and down working herself, and me, to an orgasm. And when her rocking started to become uncontrolled meaning her orgasm was near my cock spurted its cream between our bellies. Lisa rocked one more time before she collapsed and landed in a puddle of sperm again.

After a little rest she said, "Wow, doing the 'froggy on the slides' naked is much more fun. My tingle was more heavy than ever."

She smiled and went back to playing in the pool. Such innocence can only be found in such a young girl, playing a sex game and then going on as if nothing had happened. Froggy kept visiting her papa and we had a lot of fun together. At 7 I taught her other games. I had her lie down on her back and I kissed her young body up and down. Paying a lot of attention to her chest I flicked her hard nipples with my tongue making them harder than ever. Going down to her lower body I kissed my way to her protruding mound. She liked that a lot and when I kissed her beautiful closed pussy lips she trembled and sighed.

I licked her closed labia and with a little pressure my tongue parted her lips, tasting the freshness of a young vagina. Her juices were flowing easily at that age and I lapped them up greedily. That she liked it I could tell by the purring sounds she made and when my lapping tongue flicked her tiny clitoris she bucked up. It was the first time her clitoris had been stimulated directly by another person since Jack did it to her as a baby and she loved it.

Licking it over and over made her tremble and buck more until she arched up in orgasm. Loud moans left her throat as her orgasm washed over her young body. She fell back on the couch exhausted but said, "Wow Papa, that was awesome. I never felt anything that intense before. Can I do that to you too?"

"Sure," I said lying down on my back. She understood the idea and kissed my nipples. She sucked them a bit clumsily but it was delicious. She was too anxious to stay with my nipples long and headed for my cock. She licked the tip carefully as if testing to see if it wasn't too gross to take a piss-pole in her mouth. I guess it wasn't because before long she let the tip slip in between her warm lips and into the warm wetness of her mouth. I was in heaven (again).

She took as much of my rod into her mouth as she could without gagging. She sucked and licked as well as she knew how to. It was a bit clumsy again but my cock didn't mind. In fact it had a mind of his own and it didn't take me long before I filled her mouth with my cum.

Her eyes flew open and she gagged a little as my sperm hit the back of her throat but she kept my dick in her mouth until the cum stream ended and swallowed it all. She was such a brave girl. I panted heavily while my cock spit its cream into my 7-year-old granddaughter's mouth.

She backed out and asked, "Did I do well, papa?" A little of my cum dripped from the corner of her mouth. She looked so cute that way asking me how she did.

"You did great darling, I love you."

"I love you too papa."

The next couple of weeks were great. When Froggy was with me we played a lot of sexual games. If it wasn't 'froggy on the slides' it was some oral sex, or hand jobs. Froggy especially liked hand jobs. She loved jacking my cock until it spurted out and seeing my cum fly through the air.

I even had the guts to try a little pee play. Froggy already liked it if papa watched her pee even now when she was 7. One day she was sitting on the toilet, legs spread wide letting her pee flow from her pussy. I had my head close watching the pee flow. I had the nerve to bend my head in and stick my tongue out into the pee stream. Froggy giggled, making her pee-stream become dot wise.

Then I pressed the tip of my tongue into her little pee-hole to try and stop the flow as I had imagined. Well I can tell you that didn't work. The only thing that happened was that the pee stream was divided and sprayed my face. Seeing my pee dripping face made Froggy laugh even louder and I laughed with her. That was fun but it ended my desire for more pee games.

A little after her eighth birthday we were doing the naked version of 'froggy on the slides' again when I noticed a little difference. Lisa was walking the edge. When she let her little slit slide upwards over my pole she went a little further than before, as if she wanted to rub her clitoris over the edge of my dick head. I suppose it stimulated her more that way. But it was a little dangerous too because I could feel her immature vaginal hole grip my dick head just a little.

If I had pulled back just a little and pushed forward again I could have forced my cock into her tiny virgin vagina. Of course I didn't do that. I would never do anything to hurt my little darling or take the lead in these games.

But Froggy got a little careless. Trying to get the utmost stimulation she went a little further each time. And then it happened. She slid forward just a little too far and I could feel my dick head slip between her pussy lips and touch the tiny entrance to her vaginal passage. I tried to warn her but I was too late. She moved back again and my dick head was forced up into the little tube. Then it just popped in. I could feel the barrier of her tight hymen break and my dick head popped in.

Lisa flinched and gasped. She didn't cry out. I guess it didn't even hurt her much but she was startled. Quickly she moved forward and let my dick pop out again. Her face was flushed and without saying anything she climbed down and went over to the pool to take a swim. I wanted to say something to her, to tell her it was okay, but I decided to let her be for awhile. I let her think about what had happened by herself. If she had questions she would come to me in her own time.

For the next couple of weeks nothing special happened. Lisa was her own self again. We did some oral games and there was no mention of the event that occurred doing the 'froggy on the slides'.

Then a couple of weeks later I noticed Lisa in the spare room thinking I wasn't there to see her. I peeked around the corner of the door to see what she was doing. She sat spread legged on the bed and had a hand mirror aimed at her pussy. She spread her pussy lips with two fingers. Oh man, to see her dark pink insides made me hard already.

Then she poked her little hole with a finger slowly pushing it in. She gasped as her finger entered her opening wet cunny. She fingered her little slit for awhile and then just stopped and looked at herself in the mirror wondering. I backed out softly and went to the bathroom for a jack off.

The next day Lisa came to me and asked, "Papa, remember the 'froggy on the slides' last time?"

"Sure hon, what about it?" I asked playing the fool as though I hadn't noticed.

"Well when your thingy popped in I was frightened. I heard things like that can happen but I didn't expect it to happen to me. I also heard it hurt a lot but it didn't. Well it hurt a little but not much."

"Well that's not a bad thing then is it?" I said.

"No it isn't but it still scared me. But now I'm over it and want to try 'froggy on the slides' again. Is that okay with you?"

"Sure it is hon, climb up and give it a try," I said lying down and not knowing precisely what she had in mind.

She climbed up and pressed her warm mound onto my fast growing dick. She started to slide up and down like normal at first but a little later she was riding the tip again like last time when it 'went wrong'.

She kept on the safe side for awhile but then she went forward until my dick head came to rest between her little labia right before the entrance to her juvenile fuck tube. She hesitated a moment but then I felt her muscles tense as she pushed herself backwards. My dick head was pressed up to her still closed little fuck tube which tried to keep me out, but with a little more pressure from Froggy my dick head popped in and she gasped again and held very still.

She didn't back out this time though. She just rested a moment with just my dick head into her extremely tight pussy mouth. The vaginal ring of the entrance of her immature fuck tube tried to squeeze the life out of my dick. Luckily it was hard enough to stand the pressure. Slowly Froggy began to move again. She moved herself backwards a little making my dick enter the tightest orifice I had ever felt. She moaned as her insides had to stretch a lot to let me in.

She backed out a little but not too far. Just before my dick would pop out she pressed backwards again making my cock enter her a bit more. She did this over and over again understanding this was the only way to let my dick impale her extremely tight vagina. Understanding that she had to let my cock take up some lubricant to be able to slip in further. She was such a bright girl.

It took awhile to work my cock in as far as it would go this way but when I hit the back of her young pussy another two inches were left out. She just wasn't deep enough yet to get it all in. I didn't mind at all because the part that was in was in heaven; if heaven was a burning hot wet and squeezing vagina that is. (I wish!)

She rested a bit with my rock hard cock right up to her cervix. It had exhausted her to work herself over my big member. But then she moved forwards again to let my dick slip out of her. And just before it would pop out she backed up again making it slip in all the way again gasping all the way down. She didn't rest now. She moved up and down making my cock slip in and out.

We were on fire. My dick was burning hot and so was her pussy. And her body was too as I saw her whole body flushed, and her chest was red hot with her hard nipples sticking out. I raised my head and licked her hot erect nipples. Her wetted nipples only became even harder. It was almost as if steam was drawn from them. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was hanging open while she panted and gasped. My god, how she was fucking me!

She picked up a steady fucking rhythm now and my pole pumped in and out of her lovely tube stimulating every fiber of it. This way I was building up to an orgasm fast now and I had to use all the power I had to prevent myself from cumming before her.

But I managed. I heard her breath become more rapid as I felt her body start to tremble. It was a sure sign I had learned that noted her orgasm was coming. I couldn't help myself. My orgasm took over. A big load of my sperm started to flood her juvenile tight slit. Luckily it wasn't too soon as her bucking became uncontrolled. She hopped up and down on my pole uncontrollably in a fucking frenzy while high-pitched sounds left her throat as her orgasm washed over her.

A last couple of uncontrolled hops sucked the last drops of my sperm out of my cock and then she collapsed onto my chest. She just laid there shivering with my cock still buried in her still contracting 'gina.

That heralded a new era for us. Now we had our oral games but also a new dimension to our 'froggy on the slides' game to do. Over the next year she wanted to do 'it' a lot. She seemed to be addicted to it. We not only did the 'froggy on the slides' anymore. I taught her the missionary style too, which she liked a lot.

She just loved lying on her back with her legs spread wide and pulled up while her papa was burying his cock as deep as possible in her contracting slit and filling her up with his cum. We even did it doggy style which she liked too. In fact there wasn't anything she didn't like. But kneeling behind her bent over body and shoving my hard member into her wet pussy was extremely arousing to me.

I saw her develop over the years too. At 10 her tits started to sprout and her hips too. Luckily her pubic hair didn't come in yet at that time.

Now she is 12 and she loves me to suck on her walnut-sized titties. Sucking her probing nipples hard, flicking them with my tongue. And she loves me to lick and suck her little clitoris to give her a screaming orgasm before I bury my hard member in her dripping wet vagina.

She is more flexible now and can easily let my cock into her oven-like hot vagina but she is still as tight as a virgin. I've started using a depilatory on her sprouting pubic hair and her armpits, keeping them smooth and hairless. She likes that hairless pussy look about as much as I do.

I don't know how long Lisa will love to be so 'close' with her papa. I reckon by the time she has a boyfriend it will be over, but I can accept that. I'm ever so happy to have this special thing with my little Froggy. I still like to call her that sometimes teasingly. She prefers Lisa now but doesn't mind it if her papa teases her.

There is really true love between us although I realize this isn't common. Still we don't mind. When I talk to Lisa about flying off like a bird leaving the nest and finding herself a nice man she says she will always stay with her papa.

We'll see. I know I won't be around forever. I would hope my dear Froggy finds herself a good life with a nice man later. But I also hopes she stays in contact with her papa as I grow older.

The end

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