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Angels Toy (ped)
I couldn't believe that my angel was turning eight! I had
missed almost four years of her life after our wonderful
summer together in Chicago. Then she had gone back to
New Orleans with her mother and then the job in Africa
had come up, so I had not been with my little lover for so
long. Not that I missed little girl's love, many sad brown
eyes of little girls in Africa had turned to smiles for me. But
now, I was back with my angel, and she was here to stay.
Her mother had re-married and the fellow who would be
Jenny's step father wanted his own family. I had come
running back to the States and settled in Texas. Jenny made
new friends in her second grade class, and now I was
hosting a birthday party to a house full of beautiful little
girls (and two boys).
One of the boys made the coup-de-gras that sent the candy
tumbling out of the pinata. A dark little sweetheart named
Joyce had won "Pin the Tail on the Armadillo" and a little
Latin beauty's mother named Donna had smiled at me
when she caught me looking down her blouse while she
leaned over the table to cut the cake (She didn't make any
moves to stop me from seeing her lovely Champaign glass
tits with their dark brown nipples. Later, she put her hand
on my arm when we were talking and looked at me with an
expression which said that I could see a lot more of her
some other time).
Later that evening, after all the children had gone, I gave
Jenny one last present. It wasn't as big or expensive as the
Barbie Power-Wheel, it wasn't as pretty as the jewelry box,
but, in its own way, it promised a great deal of fun.
The box was about nine inches long and an inch square.
Jenny took the pink wrapping paper off to find a plain
white box. She opened the end and pulled out the shiny
silver tube, tapered at one end to a dull point. On the other
end, a rubber boot covered a push-button switch. I had
loaded it with two fresh "C" cells before I wrapped it.
She looked at me with a questioning expression: "What is
it, Daddy?"
"You've seen them in some movies, honey."
Comprehension dawned on her face. "Oooohhh...." Then
she giggled. "Can I try it?"
I didn't answer; I just started to pull my shirt off over my
head. Jenny, who had been wearing a bathing suit, was
naked before I was. In the three years, she had lost her baby
fat and she was now just a slip. Straight, sturdy legs,
slightly knobby knees. Her hip bones stuck out slightly,
mainly because her abdomen was so thin. Two parallel
ridges ran down her stomach on either side of her vertical
oval of a navel. Her chest was completely flat, her nipples
pink bumps on her white flesh. Her arms where thin, maybe
a little too thin. Her neck was long. She kept her dirty
blonde hair short. Where her legs met, she had thin but long
pussy lips, the creases made by her vulva were pronounced.
Just that morning, I had filled her pussy slit and its two
partners with my semen after I had tongued her to a
moaning orgasm by sucking on the very same parts a few
minutes earlier. The sight of her wondrous preteen body
had my cock half stiff before my pants had cleared my feet.
Jenny turned the toy around, inspecting it. Then she pushed
the end and was rewarded by a soft buzz. She immediately,
still standing, reached down and ran it along her slit. "Oh!"
She bent her knees slightly, spreading her legs and pushed
the shaft along her pussy. "Mmmmm, that's nice."
My eight-year-old methodically ran the dildo along her slit,
pushing the lips apart and directly stimulating her clit. She
opened her mouth and gasped for breath, sinking slightly
before catching herself. She put her free hand out to steady
herself against the table.
"Oh, Daddy," was all she could say.
I reached out and gently grasped her shoulder. "Honey, sit
down on the floor." She slowly sank, melting onto the
carpet, never stopping the movement of the phallus against
her pussy.
By now, my cock was at full attention, sticking up at a
slight angle and bouncing with my pounding heart. I knelt
down next to her and took the dildo, continuing to move it
along her fleshy love furrow. My little goddess was
humping to meet the sliding tool, directing my hand with
hers.
I started to stroke myself with my free hand, and it was
soon joined by hers. Her ardor was building, her skin was
becoming flushed and a sheen of perspiration had appeared
around her neck and on her forehead. Meanwhile, the sight
of my preteen masturbating with the silver appliance, along
with our mutual attention to my cock, was making my
sperm boil.
Jenny was overcome and she grunted with orgasm. I shot
my load, humping madly. A rope of white cum sprayed
across the eight-year-olds face, more landed in her hair.
Jenny was twisting the dildo, as well as madly running it
long he engorged clit and inner pussy lips as she opened
her mouth wide and tried to catch some of my flying sperm.
A large wad did land in her mouth as more splashed against
her lips and chin.
Jenny lay on the floor, panting. She was still holding the
vibrator against her pussy; her face was awash with my jez.
I had sat back on my ass, panting. "Daddy, thank you."
She was silent for a few moments. Then she again moved
the dildo, this time rubbing the tip along her slit and
pointing it up. She tentatively pushed it at the opening to
her vagina, then stopped.
"You may pop your cherry if you push it in you, honey. It's
pretty big for you," I said.
Again she gently pushed it but hissed slightly, then
stopped.
Later that night, I was sitting up drinking a beer and
watching the late news when I heard Jenny whimpering
behind me.
"Daddy, I'm bleeding," she said through a sob. (I had put
her to bed an hour earlier.)
I turned around and caught my breath. Jenny was naked. In
one hand she had the vibrator, smeared with blood, her
other hand was also dyed red and her crotch and inner
thighs were also bloody.
"Oh, honey. It's alright. I told you that would happen."
I picked my little girl up and carried her into the bathroom.
I gently washed her hands and crotch, and then rinsed her
virgin blood off the dildo.
"You've stopped bleeding, but you may be sore tomorrow,
I wouldn't try doing that again for a couple of days."
"Will it make me bleed again?"
"No, just this first time."
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