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A FATHER'S DISGRACE (M/M/f, age 8, inc)
By Cuckold Wimp John
The following story is a work of fiction. None of the events portrayed
actually occurred, and any similarity to actual people or events is
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I couldn't believe what I was hearing from our newest neighbour. This
guy hadn't been in our house twenty minutes and he was asking me
questions that were totally out of line, especially from someone I had
never met before. I sat across the family room from our new neighbour
Ben Phillips in complete astonishment, trying desperately to gain my
composure but to no avail. Ben Philips was definitely having the upper
hand and there didn't seem to be much I could do about it. I should
point out that I'm a 36 year old tax accountant, and am used to dealing
with the public, but our new neighbour didn't fit into any of the images
or categories I had ever encountered previously. I was rapidly finding out.
Ben had told me that he was 40 and worked at a blue collar job. He said
that he and his wife had moved to our town from the Midwest due to
better employment opportunities here. He said he had two kids from a
previous marriage and that they lived back where he'd come from with his
ex-wife. He had said that he missed his kids a lot, so that is why I
didn't readily object when he picked our 8 year old daughter Katie up
from where she had been seated and placed her on his lap.
But all too soon Ben seemed to be holding Katie a little tighter than I
thought appropriate. Katie is a trusting child, adorable too, with her
lush blond shoulder length hair and flashing blue eyes. She is quite
pretty and today she looked even prettier in the new shorts and blue
t-shirt my wife had recently purchased for her. Katie did not seem to
mind at all that Ben Phillips was holding her so tightly, nor did she
try to squirm out of his grasp when his left hand began to work its way
up her left leg. I watched in awe as Ben's fingers began to creep
beneath the material of Katie's shorts and was about to say something,
though I'm not sure what, when Ben spoke again."I've always had a
fondness for kids", he beamed, still working his fingers upwards under
my daughter's shorts.
"To be quite honest, John, I guess you could safely say I'm a
paedophile. Does that bother you?"
"I - uh, well, I - I've never known a paedophile, " I said lamely,
silently cursing myself for such a dumb reply.
Ben laughed. "Well, even if I wasn't," he went on, "I probably would be
in no time with the likes of the beautiful kids there are in this
neighbourhood, especially your Katie here. She's truly a stunning
looking girl."
"Uh, yes, well ..uh, thank you, " I mumbled, not really knowing what
else to say.
I was wishing to God my wife was home but, unfortunately, she was out
shopping with a girlfriend of hers and probably wouldn't be home for
hours yet. Maybe SHE would know what to do in a situation like this. I
surely didn't!
"Tell me, John, you don't have anything against paedophiles do you?"
"Uh.. well, no, of course not, " I stammered. "It's, well, like I said,
Ben, I -- I've never met one before."
My eyes were fixed again on the fingers of his left hand, and from the
way my sweet daughter was beginning to squirm I felt he must have
reached her crotch area. But Katie's squirms were not, as far as I could
ascertain, an attempt to get away which struck me as rather odd.
"Well, that's good, John," Ben said to me. "I'm delighted you have
nothing against me being a paedophile because I don't mind telling you
your little Katie here has given me quite a hard-on and right now my
fingers are pressed against her little sexy cunt but I can't go much
further with her shorts on, I'm afraid. You wouldn't have any objections
to my removing them, would you?"
Katie began making soft mewing sounds at this point.
"I- I.. guess not, " I managed to mutter, not realizing why I said such
a stupid thing.
Ben smiled broadly. "Tell me, John, " he said, "has your Katie ever been
fucked before? Or has she ever sucked a cock?"
"Oh no, no, of course not, " I responded quickly. "She hasn't done
anything of the kind." I was sweating profusely now and embarrassed that
I was doing so in front of Ben.
"Ah, a virgin, " Ben sighed. "How wonderful. Well, I'm going to get
these shorts off her now, John, " he added, smiling as he said this. He
let Katie slide downwards until she was standing on wobbly little legs
before him. Ben held on to her hands with both of his. "You know, John,
I just had a really fantastic thought. Why don't YOU come over here and
remove your sexy daughter's shorts for me, ok? I'll bet you'd like that,
am I right?"
"I- I-uh, I .." I mumbled.
"Come on, John," Ben urged. "Don't be embarrassed or even ashamed, ok?
You know, lots of fathers like seeing their daughters defiled by other
men. It's true. I can tell you from experiences I've been in, John, that
there are lots of dads, just like yourself, who get quite a thrill
seeing their young lovely little girls get a nice big cock up their
tight, hairless cunts, or up their cute asses too, and especially
sucking a cock. I'll bet you have a hard-on right now, don't you?"
It was true. I did have a hard-on and was embarrassed and ashamed as
could be by it. I flushed red and Ben chuckled again.
"Come on, John," Ben coaxed, "don't be shy. Get on over here and get
this sweet little slut's shorts off and then you can watch what I do to
her and even jack off as I do her, okay?"
I nodded meekly in agreement and rose unsteadily from my chair, my cock
pressing against my trousers awkwardly. I finally made it across the
room and knelt down behind Katie. My fingers trembled and fumbled with
the zipper at the back of her shorts but I finally got in undone and
lowered them around her ankles. Ben whistled when he caught sight of her
cute pink panties which had little hearts and flowers on them.
"Step out of your shorts, sweetie, " Ben told her in an authoritative
voice, " and climb back on my lap."
Katie did as she was told. I stumbled back across the room to my chair.
"Watch this, John, " Ben called out.
I watched as his hand slipped into Katie's pink panties and he began
toying nicely with her cunny hole. My cock got even more erect and I was
sure I was leaking pre-cum and I watched Ben finger fuck my daughter and
at the same time French kiss her. Katie's mouth opened widely to accept
Ben's 40 year tongue into it and he moaned as they kissed.
When the sexy kiss finally commenced, Katie sighed and Ben said to me,
"Tell me, John, did you get a thrill pulling down your slutty little
girl's shorts so a strange man could have better access to her charms?"
I nodded shamefully. It was true. I did indeed get a thrill from doing
that and couldn't deny it. Ben chuckled once more. He was now pulling
Katie's T-shirt off. He tossed it on the floor and continued to finger
fuck her vigorously.
"She's got a nice tight cunt," he informed me. "I may need some help
getting into it. I don't know yet. But first I'm going to have her suck
me off."
It was then that he extracted his cock from his pants and I almost shit
when I saw it. It had to be a good nine inches in length and it was
very, very thick around. I could not imagine how on earth he thought he
could ever get a monster prick like his into little Katie's cunny. He
then made Katie place both her little hands on it and stroke it up and
down. She seemed curiously intent on pleasing him, much to my surprise
and shock. He let her do this for awhile, and finally he told her what
he wanted next.
"Suck it, bitch cunt, " he demanded. "Suck my cock and suck it good or
you'll get a whipping. Understood?"
I was revolted by the words and tone he was using on Katie but found it
turned me on all the more when he called her those filthy and degrading
names.Kate nodded that she understood, the bent her head lower and
opened her small mouth as much as she could and began to engulf Ben
Phillips' shiny purplish cock head while he groaned with delight.
"Look at her, John, " Ben panted. "Look at your whorish little daughter.
She's sucking her very first cock and loving it, I can tell, and I can
also tell that YOU love it too, don't you?"
I nodded and blushed red once again. My poor cock was aching in my pants
and Ben must have sensed this because he told me to pull it out and jerk
off while I watched sweet little Katie suck him off. I did as he
instructed and was jacking slowly because I did not want to cum yet, not
until HE did. I wanted to see his gobs of cum fill my little 8 year old
daughter's mouth, as sick and twisted as such an idea was.
To my amazement Katie managed to get almost half of Ben's large cock
meat in her little mouth and she was sucking avidly and with lust as Ben
cursed her and called her still more lewd names like "cocksucker", "slut
baby", "fuck whore" and worse, while I slowly jerked off and thrilled to
each dirty name he called her.
"Aggghhh, I'm gonna' cum now, baby slut," Ben yelled out, "and you
better swallow every drop, you little bitch whore, or you'll get the
beating of your young life! Agghhhhh ... shit, her it CUMS!"
And cum he did. I looked on in sheer awe and blissful lust as poor Katie
gagged and choked on her first load of cum juice, but she did manage to
devour most of it. The rest Ben splattered across her face.
"Don't wipe it off, whore baby," Ben instructed Katie, "I'm gonna' make
your daddy lick it off of you." Then Ben grinned widely.
"Get over here, John, " Ben ordered. "And don't give me any shit about
it. I want you to taste my cum from your little cunt daughter's face and
I know you want to, so get over here NOW."
I had never tasted a man's cum before, not even my own, but I did as Ben
commanded and bent down and licked every drop of his salty cum from
Katie's pretty cum stained face while Ben grinned and laughed at my
humiliation.
Then Ben told me to get him another cold drink and he said he would take
the drink upstairs and instructed Katie to lead him to her bedroom.
"I should get hard again pretty soon," Ben informed me, "and when I do,
John, I'm taking her cherry. You can come up and watch but no
interference, is that clear?"
I nodded submissively.
Katie hadn't said a word throughout all this and I could not help but
wonder how SHE was handling all this. I finished jerking off then went
up to Katie's bedroom where Ben now had taken off her panties and was
laying on his back totally naked, his legs far apart. Katie was crouched
nude between his legs and licking his balls and also his asshole.
"Try and get your little tongue up my ass, bitch, " Ben barked. "Ah,
that's the way. slut. Oh, yeah, just like that. Mmmm."
"Damn, John, " Ben told me as I stood there stupidly and watched my
daughter push her little pink tongue up Ben's asshole, "you got a
natural cocksucker and ass licker here. You should be damn proud."
I didn't reply. I just stared in lustful depravity as my little girl
tongued out Ben's sweaty and hairy asshole. Katie had shit on her tongue
when Ben ordered her finally to halt the rim job. I noticed that Ben's
big cock had become erect once more.
"Time to fuck her, John, " Ben said matter-of-factly." Get on your back,
slut cunt," Ben told Katie. "John, slide a pillow under her little ass.
Then I want you to hold her legs apart while I work it up in her." I did
as I was told. The demented pleasure that I received from holding my 8
year old daughter's legs apart so that she could get her first fucking
from a complete stranger almost made me cum, even though my poor 6 inch
cock was not again even hard! It took some doing and lots of screams
from Katie before Ben was able to penetrate her little slit.
"Tell the little whore to stop screaming, John, " Ben told me. "She's
driving me nuts and I can't concentrate."
"Stop - stop screaming, sweetheart, " I said to Katie. "Mr Phillips is
going to fuck you and that is that. You have to learn to take his cock
and other cocks too, so just stop complaining and learn to obey when a
man is fucking you."
"That's the way, John, " Ben grunted as he plummeted in and out of my
darling daughter's baby cunt. "Now you're gettin' the idea."
I don't know what made me say such things to Katie but the words just
came out and I was glad they did. My cock began to rise right after I
said that.
"Get down behind me, John" Ben moaned. "Lick my balls while I fuck your
sexy slut daughter."
I didn't hesitate a second. I got down behind Ben's hairy ass and licked
his sweaty nut sac for all I was worth as he rocked in and out of
Katie's child like pussy. A few minutes later his balls contracted and I
massaged them as he began filling her with his seed. Then he grunted and
collapsed atop her.
"God damn, that was good, " Ben sighed. Katie was crying now and Ben's
hands gripped her small cute ass cheeks. "This little whore is one fine
piece of kiddie ass," he added. "I'm gonna' enjoy fucking her from now
on, that's for sure."
Ben then got off of Katie and laid beside her. He ordered me to clean
her bloody, cum soaked little cunny with my mouth and I knew better than
argue about it so I at once did this as Ben watched and laughed lewdly.
"How's her little cunt taste with my cum and her blood all over it,
John?" he inquired.
I just moaned and he laughed again.
"I think I'll have you clean her every time I fuck her from now on," he
said. "A lot of dads like doing that when I fuck their daughters."
I told Katie to get herself a bath and clean herself up real good before
her mother got back home, and then Ben dressed and we returned to the
family room. He then proceeded to tell me that he had already fucked
three other little girls in our neighbourhood but would not enlighten me
as to who they were. But he did say that two of the dads had reacted
exactly like I had at watching their little young pretty daughters being
abused so I felt a bit of joy at not being alone in that aspect.
He also told me that he would be fucking Katie from now on and that a
couple of guys from where he worked would no doubt want to fuck her too.
One of them was black, he informed me, and I got a rush thinking of a
black man having young Katie. He said he and his buddies would probably
be taking pictures too of Katie as they sexed her so that he could sell
them to some people he knew back in the Midwest who were fond of kiddie
porn. He made me agree to have Katie available whenever he wanted to
molest and abuse her. I nodded in compliance.
"You can watch of course, " Ben said, "and clean her up after me and my
buddies have her." I nodded again. Then he left the house. Before my
wife got home I instructed Katie not to say a word about any of this to
her mother and she said she wouldn't, but that did not turn out to be
the case.
My wife Carrie arrived home about an hour after Ben Phillips had left
our home. Katie was bathed and fresh, and looked none the worse after
her ordeal with our new neighbour. My wife suspected nothing out of the
ordinary. Things went fine for the next few days, until I arrived home
from work the following Wednesday. My wife was in the kitchen, preparing
dinner, and she had a most disturbed look on her lovely face. I knew at
once that something was horribly wrong, and it didn't take long for me
to discover just what it was.
"Katie told me she met our new neighbour the other day," Carrie said icily.
"Seems he stopped by while I was shopping."
"Oh, yeah, honey," I replied, still not cognizant of just how much she
knew about Ben Phillips' visit. "I guess I forgot to mention that."
"Yes, I guess you did," she went on, her tone still frosty and bitter.
"I guess you also forget to mention that he had sex with Katie while he
was here, hm?"
I had no answer for that one, so I just stood there aghast, while my
wife slashed away at some celery with her knife. I was hoping I didn't
wind up like that celery! There was a very awkward silence in the room
until at last my wife spoke again.
"I'm not angry that she got sexed," Carrie said finally, much to my
shock and surprise. "What I am angry about, John, is that you obviously
and purposely did not have the courage to tell me about it! Don't you
feel that I have the right to know when and with whom our daughter has
sex with?"
"Well, uh .. sure .. of course, darling," I mumbled. "I - I just was
waiting, I guess ... uh, for, you know, for the, uh ... right time."
"And when would that be?" my wife questioned. "When she got knocked up?"
"Oh, honey, " I sputtered. "She can't get knocked up. She's way too
young for that to happen."
"Hmmph," my wife grumbled, now finished with the celery. She put down
the knife, much to my relief, then wiped her hands on her apron. "Oh,
John, " she said, her voice much softer now, and closer to her normal
tone, "I am only angry because you didn't tell me about it. It makes me
feel as if you don't trust me. Instead, I had to hear it from Katie when
she came home from school today. She said it was supposed to be a
secret, but she said she couldn't hold the secret any longer, and had to
tell mommy. You knew she would eventually, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I suppose so, " I decried heavily, still startled that my
enchanting spouse did not seem opposed to our adolescent daughter having
had sex with our new perverted neighbour. "I'm sorry, babe. I truly am.
Will .. will you forgive me?" I augmented humbly.
"Yes," she said frailly, now coming over to where I stood and placing
her arms around my neck.
"And .. and, you're not mad?," I asked hopefully. "I mean about Katie
and Ben Phillips having sex?"
"No," she said in a purring voice. "Not at all. In fact, love, when she
told me all the juicy details, I got rather wet. I still am." Then she
laughed a very
gentle laugh, and it was then my cock got hard and I kissed her with
craving as she pressed up against me.
"Let's fuck, " she whispered in my ear, binding her agile body into me.
"Here?" I gasped. "In the kitchen? Now?"
"Uh-huh," she mewed.
"Uh, what about Katie?" I vocalized, breathing hard, as my wife reached
down and began to tug at the zipper of my fly.
"She's up in her room, watching TV", Carrie notified me, now freeing my
stiff prick from my trousers. She dropped to her knees of the floor and
took the head of my rod in her mouth and started sucking it playfully.
"Ohhh, shit!" I called out. "Damn, that feels good, baby!"
"Tell me about it," my wife sighed dreamily, taking my cock head out of
her mouth for just a second to speak. "Tell me how this wicked, dirty
man fucked our little girl the other day. Tell me, John, while I suck
your cock. I want to hear all the filthy details."
And so I did, leaving nothing out. I related to her with bated breath
everything that had taken place between Ben and our little girl, while
Carrie sucked ardently on my throbbing cock.
Just as I was about to erupt in her mouth, she pulled back.
"Fuck me now, John," he begged, panting vigorously. "Fuck me and tell me
how you felt seeing our little girl get her cherry popped by a complete
stranger."
I literally tore off my clothes, and Carrie did likewise. Two minutes
later I penetrated her juiced up cunt right there on our cold kitchen
floor, and fucked her like a crazed animal. As we humped I could smell
the odour of her wet pussy, and I knew she was as hot as she'd ever
been. I could no longer smell the morsels of food simmering on the
stove. The horny aroma of my wife's slippery cunt was all I could detect
now. I banged away at her snatch as she held me tight, her hands
gripping my ass cheeks, her long nails digging in there, as I relayed in
panted gasps how much I had enjoyed seeing our dynamic delicate 8 year
old daughter get her sugary cunny fucked by our twisted neighbour the
other day. When I again told her that Ben and two of his co-workers
would be fucking Katie soon, and that one of them was a black man,
Carrie reached a sensational orgasm, almost screaming with bliss.
"Aghhhhhhhh .. ohhhhhhhhh, I want .. to see ... that, " my wife cried
out lustfully. "I want to see that little bitch ... fucked by a black
man .."
Then she reached another feverish orgasm, just as I emptied my load of
hot sperm deep up inside her.
I heaved and then fell on top of my still panting wife. We just laid
there, gasping for air, when we both heard a small voice behind us.
"Hi, Mommy," Katie said perkily. "Hi, Daddy. You two are fucking." Then
she giggled.
I turned my head in the direction of her voice. So did my wife. "Yes, we
are, sweetheart," my wife affirmed. "But we're all done now. We thought
you were up in your room, honey, watching TV."
"I was, Mommy," she replied. "But I heard lots of noise down here so I
came to see what was making all that noise."
"Well, it was just us, Katie," my wife informed her, as I now slid out
of my wife's cum caked cunt and rolled over on to my side.
"What's all that, Mommy?" Katie asked inquisitively, pointing one
smallish hand directly at her mother's saturated love nest.
"That's your daddy's cum, honey," my wife explained. "Want to taste some?"
"Okay," Katie expounded enthusiastically, moving closer to us now.
My wife rubbed her fingertips around her cunt lips and then offered what
was on them to our fascinated daughter. Katie opened her mouth gingerly
and accepted the gooey substance, sucking her mother's fingers clean in
the process.
"Did you like that, sweetness?" my wife inquired.
"Uh-huh," Katie smiled, licking her lips now. "Can I have some more?"
"Sure, honey," my wife laughed, giving her still another dose. Katie
devoured it with exuberance.
"I think we have a real cum eater on our hands," Carrie said to me.
"She really seems to love the taste of sperm, doesn't she, John?"
I could only nod in agreement as I watched our precious baby girl lick
her mother's fingers dry once more. Then an idea popped into my brain.
"Come closer, honey pie," I said to Katie. "Get down here between your
mommy's legs. Go ahead."
A brief look of hesitation crossed Katie's face, but then she got down
between Carrie's legs. I placed a hand on the back of her small head and
gently nudged her face into her mother's gash.
"Lick her, Katie," I groaned. "Lick your mommy's cunt hole, and you can
get more of daddy's cum there, okay?"
I pushed her head further down. And soon our little darling was busily
lapping away at her mother's cunt, licking up the spent cum and
swallowing it nicely.
"Lick her, Katie", I prompted, holding the back of her head. "Lick her
good. Show us how much you love eating fresh cum, you little whore."
"Yes, lick me," my wife now panted anew. "Lick daddy's tasty cum from my
cunt, you little dirty bitch. Kiss it ,too! Kiss my cunt, Katie."
And Katie complied with relish, licking away and slurping noisily now at
my wife's freshly fucked pussy. The fragrance of Carrie's cunt was again
filling my nostrils as I watched the exciting scene of my lush 8 year
old daughter , clad in cute purple shorts and a Donald Duck T-shirt,
eating her 33 year old mother's cum soaked pussy. My horny wife was on
the verge of another orgasm, so I bent over and sucked her left tit,
then biting lovingly its pert nipple, as my wife let go with a glorious
and marvellous shuddering climax.
"Aghhhhhhh, dear God!" Carrie clamoured loudly. "This little slut made
me cummmmmmmmmmmm.........." Her entire body shook as she erupted, and I
sucked even more torridly on her tit as she went off.
Once Carrie has subsided from her gratifying orgasm, I released little
Katie's head and she looked up at me. Trickles of my sperm were visible
at the corners of her small mouth. She licked at it with her tiny pink
tongue and got it all.
"Tastes good, huh, baby girl?" I asked.
"Uh-huh, " she giggled, apparently pleased at being a cum eater.
"How'd you like some more, sweet cheeks?" I inquired, pointing down at
my limp cock. "I have some too, just like Mommy. You can have it, if you
like."
My wife and I watched with acute eyes as our beautiful little daughter
now lowered her head to my flaccid cock. She took it in her tiny hands,
then proceeded to lick and kiss it, but soon stopped, and looked up at
me with disappointment..
"It's all dry, Daddy, " she said sadly.
"Well, lick it anyway, sweet stuff, " I remarked. "In fact, put it in
your little mouth and suck on it, Katie. It might just get hard again
and then I can give you a whole fresh load to gulp down. Would you like
that, you sweet little slut?"
"Uh-huh," she purred, and eagerly took the head of my limp tool in her
petite mouth and commenced to suck, while I moaned in renewed joy.
My wife watched closely as our slutty pre-teen daughter sucked ever so
reverently on my cock. Much to my astonishment, and ELATION, I became
erect once more in her mouth.
"Suck it, baby girl, " I screamed out. "Suck your daddy's nice dick! OH,
yeah, just like THAT, you little lusty cunt! Play with my balls too
while you suck me, Katie!"
My wife guided Katie's small hands to my nut sac and showed her the
proper way to massage and caress them. I was delirious with rapture!
Katie sucked and sucked until I finally was able to shoot off again. I
gave the little bitch a load of cum that gagged her, and my wife held
her small head in tow so that she was unable to pull back. She had no
choice but to swallow or choke. She managed to get the majority of my
sperm down her tiny throat, then Carrie released her and she coughed
some more, a portion of my cum dripping down her chin as she did so.
"Did you like that, baby doll?" I asked of her, once she stopped her
coughing.
"Did you like sucking your daddy's cock like a little whore?"
"Uh-huh," she smiled prettily, and I could see a tiny drop of my cum on
her front teeth. "Your cock is nice, Daddy. But I like Mr. Ben's cock
better," she added, causing my wife to laugh.
"Why is that, sweetie?" my wife asked her. "Why do you like Mr. Ben's
cock better than your daddy's?"
"I dunno'," she answered. "I just do."
For some unknown and bizarre reason, I was thrilled that my little slut
daughter seemed to prefer the cock of a paedophile stranger to her own
father's, and I probably would have sprung another hard--on over her
curt and uncomplimentary comment had I not just cum seconds ago.
"Well, you'll be getting some more of Mr. Ben's cock tomorrow night,
little girl," I informed her. "He called me today at my office and wants
you at his house at 7 o'clock tomorrow night."
"Goody," Katie squealed with delight.
"Oh, darling, " my wife interjected. "You didn't tell me that he'd
called you."
"I haven't had the chance to until now," I said flatly.
"Are .. are his two friends going to be there too?" Carrie asked excitedly.
"Yes, they are," I told her. "I better call him back too, right after
dinner, and let him know that YOU are now aware of what's going on and
see if he will want you to tag along, babe."
"Mmm, please do, John", she urged. "I definitely want to be there."
After dinner, Katie helped Carrie with the dishes and I relaxed in the
living room. I called Ben Phillips and told him the news about Carrie
now knowing everything. He was quite pleased.
"So, I can bring Carrie along tomorrow night?" I asked, hopefully.
"Of course," Ben chuckled lewdly. "I can understand her wanting to see
her little bitch tramp daughter getting it from three men. It's not all
that uncommon for a mother, just like a father, to want to witness the
sordid corruption and sexual degradation of her child."
After the phone conversation with Ben, I informed my wife of what had
been said. She beamed upon hearing that she would be welcome at his home
the following night.
Later that evening, Carrie went upstairs, then returned shortly
thereafter with a few magazines. She placed them in my lap. Kate pulled
herself away from the television to join us.
"Look at these, John, " my wife said to me. "and you'll see why I am so
excited about Katie getting sexed by grown men."
I picked up the first one and gazed at its shiny cover. The cover
displayed a large picture of a young girl, maybe even a year or so
younger than Katie, totally naked, sucking on the stiff cock of a man of
about 50. The tyke's eyes were closed and she appeared to be enjoying
sucking the older man's prick. Behind the per-teen girl was another
older man, and he was about to jam his hard dick up her tiny twat.
I began to flip the pages, with Katie and my wife on either side of me,
looking on together at the vulgar, but pleasing, pictures that were
there. Most of the shots depicted very young girls being fucked and
licked in every way imaginable, but there were also a number of glossy
prints of young boys too, many of them being force fed older male's
cocks and a few even being painfully buggered up their tender, cute,
young ass holes.
I found that one photo in particular, a naked blond boy of perhaps six
or seven, being ass fucked by a grinning man of 60 or thereabouts, while
another man pissed on the lad's adorable face, to be very arousing to me.
My wife caught me staring at that picture and commented, "Like that one,
do you?" she smiled knowingly.
I nodded, admitting that I did.
"Well, we shall have to see about getting you a young boy soon, won't
we?" she said seductively.
"That might be nice," I said in a husky tone, still looking at that shot.
"Mmm, I think I'd enjoy seeing you with a small boy, John, " she told
me. "I'd like to see you fuck him, of course, but I think most of all
I'd enjoy seeing you suck his little dick and then HIM pissing on YOU. I
think YOU would like that also, wouldn't you, darling?"
"Yes, " I confessed with a hoarse voice, just above a whisper. "I - I am
sure that would be quite nice."
Katie's interests were divided by those pictures in the three magazines
that showed girls her own age sucking cocks and the ones that portrayed
young boys peeing. From her absorption of the latter enticing
renderings, I felt sure our youthful Katie would soon be getting piss
baths from the boys at her school. The thought of THAT possibility
inflamed my senses and my cock got half-hard.
"Where did you get these magazines?" I probed my wife. "And where have
you been keeping them? They look rather old."
"They are, honey," she confirmed. "I've had them since I was in high
school. A guy I used to date, who was fucking his mother and little
sister gave them to me. I had them in my undies drawer. I wanted to show
them to you, John, several times, in fact, but I was not sure just what
your reaction would be until this thing with Katie and our neighbour
happened. They have some really nice pictures in them, don't they?"
"God, yes." I had to corroborate. "Very nice indeed. You know, Carrie,"
I stated, "I never realized until the other day when I watched our
neighbour sexing little Katie how exciting it is to see young kids
getting sexed up. Just seeing them naked is quite a thrill, too!"
"I know, " my wife agreed. "That's how I felt that first time I watched
my old high school boyfriend give it to his little sister. She was about
10 at the time. I liked seeing him do his mother too, but I enjoyed
watching him with his kid sister far better."
"He -- he let you watch?" I exclaimed in disbelief. "Wow, that must have
been something!"
"It was, " she confided. "I would just sit there and watch the little
bitch suck his cock, then he'd usually fuck her, and then I'd go home
and play with my clit until I got off."
"You .. you never joined in?" I asked.
"No, never, " she replied. "Oh, I could have. He asked me often if I
wanted to, but I always declined. I was too nervous and afraid back then
that I'd get into trouble if I did something like that."
"And his mother?" I probed further. "Did you watch him do his mother,
too, babe?"
"Oh, sure, " she said nonchalantly. "Lots of times. She didn't care. I
think, in fact, she liked having an audience. Anyway, darling, that's
how I got hooked on kiddie sex. I've kept it pretty well concealed all
these years, haven't I?"
"You certainly have," I had to attest. "But I'm delighted that it is all
out in the open now, sweetheart." Then I leaned over and kissed her lips
genially.
Katie was paying us no mind. She was attentively studying all of the
sleek sexy pictures in the magazines.
"Look at this one, Daddy," she quipped, pointing at a glossy shot of a
young boy of maybe 11 or 12 spraying his piss all over the face of a
young girl half his age.
"Mmm, looks nice, " I commented. "Do you like that picture, Katie?"
"Uh-huh," she said shyly. "That is what Donny Burke and his friend wants
to do to me and Stephanie."
Stephanie was our daughter's very best friend, but I had no idea who the
hell Donny Burke was, or his friend, nor exactly just what my little
girl was talking about. I asked her to explain further, and she did, as
my wife and I listened heedfully.
Our daughter explicated with an energized voice how this Donny Burke
boy, an older lad in the sixth grade, along with his fellow classmate, a
kid named Tommy, had cornered her and Stephanie after school about a
week ago and showed the two pixies their boyish dicks.
"They made me and Stephanie look at their cocks, Daddy", she said with
mounting excitement. "Then they said they wanted to pee on us."
"No, Mommy," she shook her head. "Stephanie wanted to let them but I
wasn't sure we should, so I said no. I was afraid I would get my clothes
all wet, too."
"Well, your clothes can always be washed, sweetie," my wife said to our
daughter in a most casual tone of voice. "I think you should have went
along with Stephanie, dear one, and let those boys spray you with their
warm piss. Don't you agree, John?" my wife inquired of me.
"I do," I affirmed. The thought of little Katie being splattered by the
golden hot piss of two sixth grade ruffians caused my cock to twitch
with pleasure.
"So, the next time those boys tell you they want to piss on you, honey,
you tell them "yes", is that clear?" my wife instructed her.
"Yes, Mommy", Katie replied softly.
"Did those boys have nice cocks, sweetie?" Carrie asked. "And were they
hard?"
"Uh-huh," Katie confided.
"And did they say just where they wanted to pee on you?" I asked this time.
"Yes, daddy, " came her response. "They said they wanted to pee on our
faces."
"Mmmm, nice, " I sighed, as my cock became fully erect now in my pants.
"You have to learn, Katie, " my wife lectured her, "to do what boys and
men tell you from now on. If any boy, or any man, wants to piss on you,
then you are going to have to let them do it. If they want to fuck your
cute little pussy, or stick their cocks in your little slutty mouth and
have you suck them until they cum, then you will have to go along with
that, too. Is all this clear to you now, slut girl?"
"Yes, Mommy, " Katie said obediently. "I will do what any boy tells me
from now on. I promise."
"And any MAN also," Carrie reminded her.
"Yes, Mommy. Any man too," she murmured.
"Good girl," my wife praised her. "Now, unzip your daddy's fly and suck
his cock so he can give you another nice dose of his cum for you to
drink up. Your daddy has gotten another hard-on thinking of how cute you
will look when those nasty boys piss all over your pretty face, and
maybe even make you suck their cocks afterwards."
I pushed the magazines aside and made room for Katie to unzip my pants
and extract my rock hard cock. Then I sighed long and deep as she began
sucking it like a good little slut daughter. As she sucked, I closed my
eyes, and envisioned the two boys spraying her beautiful little face
with their urine. I couldn't wait for that to occur!
Katie sucked me, slurping amorously on my cock, as though she were a
seasoned cock sucker. I just laid there, stroking the lovely hair on her
head with my fingers, as visions of her being pissed on ran through my
mind. My wife's eyes were glued to the vile scene, and I noted she was
gently pawing her cunt as Katie sucked me. Katie had both of her tiny
hands embracing the base of my prick, and it didn't take long before I
was ready to flood her mouth with my sperm.
"Here it comes, baby slut!", I groaned. "Get ready for daddy's fuck
juice, and be sure to swallow it all, too!" Then I shot off, filling my
little slutty daughter's mouth with my seed.
She accepted my load willingly, slurping, gulping, even gagging a
trifle, as the sticky fluid raced down her throat and into her belly.
When I was satisfied, I pulled her small head from my cock.
"Lick your daddy's cock head, Katie," Carrie instructed our daughter.
"You must always do that, slut girl, after you suck a man's cock, so
that you can get any drops that might be there."
"'Kay, Mommy," she said softly and obediently. Then her little tongue
flickered over my cock head, taking in the few drops of cum that were
indeed present there.
Katie requested that she be permitted to sleep with us that night, and
we let her. My wife and I placed her between us, and Carrie licked
Katie's hairless pussy as I watched with pleasure. Then, just prior to
us all falling asleep, I tongued out our daughter's precious ass hole,
while my wife taught Katie the finer points of pussy eating. It was
indeed quite a sensational treat for me to observe my wife having her
gorgeous wet snatch licked and kissed by our 8 year old daughter. I
loved it! My wife seemed fond of it too, experiencing two thunderous
orgasms as Katie lapped her.
I got home the following evening just in time to witness Katie and my
wife standing in the area of our home that houses our washer and dryer.
The washer was churning and grinding noisily, and Katie was totally
nude, except for her pink bunny slippers.
"What's going on?", I inquired, as I kissed the two of them, one after
the other.
"I'm washing Katie's school clothes," my wife informed me. "She was
completely soaked, John, when she got home from school today."
"Oh?", I muttered, a big smile crossing my face. "Don't tell me our
little slut baby got pissed on by those devilish boys from her school?"
"She certainly did, dear," Carrie affirmed. "And they did a terrific job
of drenching her, too! She was a complete mess when she came home. I had
to bathe her of course, and shampoo her hair. Now, I am washing her
clothes, as you can see."
"Well, well, well, " I said with a grin. "I want to hear all about it."
My cock was already beginning to grow hard in my pants.
"Tell him Katie," my wife stated. "Tell your daddy what happened."
Katie let out with a big sigh, then began to speak excitedly.
"Well, Daddy, " she began, "right after school I was looking for
Stephanie so we could walk home together, like we always do, but I
couldn't find her in the halls at all, so I went into the girls'
restroom, but she wasn't there either. It was all empty."
"Okay, so then what happened, sweet stuff?"
Another big sigh, then she continued.
"Just as I was coming out of the rest room, Daddy, " Katie told me, "I
bumped right into Donny Burke and his friend Tommy. They were coming
into the girls' rest room, even though they're not s'posed to."
"Sounds like they were following you, honey, hm?", I mentioned.
"Uh-huh. I think they were, Daddy," she replied. "Anyway, they had
really stupid looking smiles on their faces when they saw me, and they
wouldn't let me pass them so I could get out the door and look some more
for Stephanie. They kept blocking the way, daddy."
"I see, " I interjected. "Then what happened, baby love?"
Katie sighed deeply still one more time. It was obvious she was as
excited as could be.
"Well, I couldn't get by them, Daddy, so I said to Donny, 'what do you
want?', and he goes, 'well, me and Tommy want to piss on you."
"And what did you say to that, Katie?", I asked anxiously, now placing
my right hand in my pants pocket so I could squeeze my mounting hard-on.
"Well, I 'membered what you and Mommy told me yesterday, Daddy, so I
told them they could," she sputtered.
"Well, you did the right thing, that's for sure," I told her. "Now, go
on. What happened next, honey?"
"They made me get all the way to the back of the rest room, then told me
I had to get on my knees, so I did, even though the floor was kind of
cold. Then, Donny told me to raise my head and open my mouth as wide as
I could."
"And did you?", I asked with a heavy breath.
"Uh-huh," Katie said sweetly.
"Good girl," I commended her.
"Then both of them unzipped their pants, Daddy, and pulled out their
cocks. Donny squirted his pee in my mouth, but some of it got away
'cause I couldn't drink it all 'cause it came out too fast. Tommy just
stood there and laughed. Then, he started squirting me too. His pee went
all over my face, my hair and my clothes. That's why Mommy is washing
them now. They really got me all wet everywhere, Daddy!"
"I see," I moaned. "Were you able to drink a lot of that boy's piss,
Katie, or just a little?"
"Oh, a lot, daddy," she said with enthusiasm. "But he kept squirting it
so fast, like I said, that I just couldn't get it all."
"That's okay, baby doll, " I said in an assuring tone. "Sounds like you
did real well. Did -- did you like how his piss tasted, baby slut?"
"It was okay, daddy," she answered candidly. "It was kind of salty though."
"So, is that the whole story, sweets?", I wanted to know.
"Oh, no, daddy," she crooned. "Donny and Tommy made me suck their cocks
after that."
"Oh, Jesus!", I cried out, unzipping my fly, and extracting my swollen
cock from it. I began stroking it, and my wife and Katie both seemed
amused by my horniness. "Did -- did they cum in that sweet little hot
mouth of yours, bitch girl?"
"Uh-huh, " Katie cooed. "They didn't squirt as much gooey stuff as you
do, Daddy, but they made me swallow it all. They called me lots of dirty
names too, Daddy, while I sucked on their cocks. Donny said I am a real
good cock sucker and the prettiest whore in the whole school. And Tommy
says he wants to fuck me and have his father fuck me too."
"Ohhh, ahhh, SHIT!", I grunted, just as my cum erupted and flew half way
across the laundry room, landing in part on the wall and the floor.Katie
giggled and squealed as she observed my jizz shooting off wildly, and
Carrie laughed loudly.
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After dinner, we prepared ourselves for our visit to Ben Phillips' home.
My wife was dressed rather provocatively in a mini-dress, complete with
heels and nylons. She had attired Katie in a cute pink, very short
skirt, a white sleeveless V-neck top with ruffles, and pink socks and
tennis shoes. I simply tossed on a sport shirt and a pair of slacks for
the occasion.
Ben answered the door when we arrived. He greeted all three of us
warmly, especially Katie, whom he took in his arms and hugged tightly,
planting a lingering French kiss on her little mouth as Carrie and I
looked on approvingly.
"My wife's not here," Ben explained to us, as he ushered us into his
living room. "She had to go out this evening. And my friend Conrad was
unable to make it also," he added, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"But I'd like you to meet Cliff. Cliff, this is the sexy little girl I
told you about, and these are her parents."
Ben then introduced us all by name, as I shook Cliff's immense black
hand. He was as black as the ace of spades, and rather good looking,
too. I judged his age to be about 40 to 45.
Ben seated Katie next to him on the sofa, between himself and Cliff,
while my wife and I were seated on a love seat across the way.
"So, tell me, Cliff, " I said to the handsome black man, just after Ben
returned from the kitchen with soft drinks for us all, "are you a
paedophile too, like Ben?"
"I surely am, " Cliff confirmed for me. "I'm divorced now, and never had
any kids of my own, but I truly do love children, and love having sex
with them, when the opportunity presents itself."
"Do you like boys too, or just girls?", my wife cut in.
"Both, actually, " he confided. "But I prefer girls, especially ones who
are as cute as your little Katie here. She's a beauty."
Carrie and I both thanked him for the compliment, then I asked him how
many kids he'd had sex with in his life.
"Oh, about twenty or so, mostly white kids ,too," he declared. "I like
sexing the white children, and I've found that most parents whose kids I
have sexed seem to be quite pleased by the contrast of skin colour. They
seem to really like seeing their little son or daughter violated by a
black cock, maybe even more than a white one."
Carrie and I both noticed that Ben was avidly feeling up our little
slutty daughter as we chatted with his friend Cliff.
Cliff then went on to tell us about his most recent conquest, a pretty
white girl of 5, whose mom and dad lived not far from here, he said.
"Both parents were anxious to see their little girl turned into a slut
for black cock," Cliff explained to us. "It seems they had watched a
taboo video where a bunch of black men rape and molest a young white
bitch of 7 or 8 while the girl's parents are tied to chairs and forced
to watch their little slut get violated. Anyway, this apparently turned
them both on so much that they decided they too wanted their little girl
used like that, so me and my brother Jefferson made their wish come true."
"Did -- did you tie the parents to chairs too, while you and your friend
raped their daughter?", I asked spiritedly.
"Oh, yeah, you bet," Cliff laughed. "They loved it, too. We fucked that
little honky slut's pussy and ass hole all night long, then made her
fucked up mom and dad suck our cocks clean after each fuck. It was
great! We just stood alongside their chairs and shoved our messy dicks
in their faces, and they sucked us clean every time."
Ben now had Katie on his lap and his right hand was wedged up under her
short skirt. His friend Cliff looked over at him.
"Looks like you're about ready for some fine pre-teen pussy, Ben," Cliff
grinned.
"I sure am," Ben smiled widely. Then he looked over at me.
"John, why don't you come over here and undress your little slut of a
daughter for me and Cliff to use, hm?", he said firmly. "I'm sure your
charming wife would enjoy seeing you disrobe the little cunt for two
strangers to molest and defile, am I right?"
"Yes," I heard my wife say with a sensual sigh. "I would enjoy seeing
John do that so that you two could abuse her."
"I thought so," Ben said, just as I began tugging Katie's top from her
sexy little body. I got her short skirt off with twitching fingers, then
he shoes and
socks.
"Don't forget those cute panties," Ben scoffed. "I'm sure Cliff here is
most anxious to see the little bitch's bald quim. Am I right, old buddy?"
"You got that right," Cliff said. "I sure do want to gaze at this fine
little white slut's cunt slot."
I lowered Katie's panties to her ankles, and she stepped out of them.
"Part your legs a little, Katie, " I told her, now holding her pretty
panties in my hands. "Show these men what a beautiful cunt you have."
She did as she was told, saying nothing, as Cliff reached over and
probed at her hairless slit with two big black fingers. Katie shuddered,
but did not move, as the black stud touched her pussy in a most perverse
manner.
"I think it's time you and me got naked," Cliff said to Ben, as he rose
from the sofa and embarked upon shedding his clothing.
"I agree," Ben snorted, following suit.
Both men hurriedly undressed, as Carrie, Katie and I watched silently.
When my wife and caught sight of the size of Cliff's black tool, we both
gasped in disbelief. It was enormous, and would surely split our little
girl's entire body in two if he attempted to jam it up her tiny twat.
"Jesus, honey, " I exclaimed to Carrie, "look at the size of that cock!"
"Yes, it's magnificent, " she sighed. "I just hope he can get it all
inside Katie's little pussy."
"Are you crazy?", I said quickly. "He'll kill her if he does!"
"No, he won't," my wife said in return, still staring at Cliff's
monstrous sized fuck pole with her bright blue eyes. "She'll take it. I
know she will."
I said nothing in reply, and focused my attention back across the way
where Cliff was now bending Katie's small head to his gigantic dick.
"Ever suck a black cock before?", Cliff asked her as he pressed his
mighty rod to her lips.
"No, Sir, " Katie said in a trembling sort of voice.
"Well, get busy on your first one then, you little slut," he demanded.
"Open that pretty mouth of yours and suck my black cock, and suck it good!"
"Yes, sir, " she said shakily.
Carrie and I clasped hands, and watched in amazement as our little slut
daughter stretched her mouth around that glorious, king-sized black
shaft and began to suck on it dutifully. Much to our astonishment she
was able to get almost half of Cliff's cock in her mouth. She sucked
like a true slut, and used her small hands to massage Cliff's big black
balls as she sucked him off.
"Oh, yeah, that feels nice," Cliff proclaimed, relaxing his weight now
against the back of the sofa. "You are one fine little cock sucker,
sweetie. I like the way you are playing with my balls too, so keep doing
that."
Ben was stroking his cock now, his mouth hanging open, as he watched our
daughter feed on the black man's huge prick. My wife and I were shocked
that so much of the black stud's cock was inside Katie's sexy mouth. The
little whore was performing a most capable cock sucking job on Cliff's tool.
"Damn, your little slut is one hell of a dick sucker," Cliff shouted to
me and Carrie, smiling broadly, as our little waif laboured away on his
prick with her mouth. The cheeks of her face were puffed out one either
side like balloons about to burst.
Ben reached over with the hand that wasn't pulling on his pecker, and
started feeling up Katie's cute ass as she continued blowing Cliff. I
noticed Ben's middle finger slide its way up Katie's tight ass hole, and
she squirmed a bit as he manoeuvred his finger around inside her rectum.
"That's it, you white baby cunt, " Cliff cried out. "Suck my black cock!
Oh, yeah, bitch, just like that!"
Just then Ben pulled out his finger from Katie's tight anus, put it his
nostrils, inhaled the scent, sighed and smiled, then slipped it back up
Katie's rear end.
"Hey," Cliff looked over at Carrie and me. "How do you two like seeing
your baby bitch slut sucking on a black cock?"
"It's - it's wonderful, " I told him with bated breath, my cock about to
burst in my pants.
"It's heavenly," Carrie told him, sighing audibly, as she squeezed my
hand tightly. "It's a beautiful sight."
"Why don't you get over here, mommy," Cliff said. "I'd like you to have
a taste too."
Carrie looked at me excitedly, as if seeking my approval.
"Go ahead, " I urged her. "Suck his cock, darling. I know you want to,
so do it."
My wife almost flew to the sofa where Cliff and Ben were seated. She
dropped to her knees in surrender alongside Katie.
"Let your mommy have some now, baby bitch, " Cliff told Katie.
Katie stopped sucking and lifted her tiny head from the throbbing prick
and offered it to her mother. My wife wasted no time grasping it and
covering its head with her mouth. I could hear the sounds of her greedy
slurping clear across the room. Her hands coveted the black man's nuts
and she seemed to be worshipping them as she fondled them adoringly.
Ben now took hold of Katie and placed her on his lap, her back to his
chest. He lifted her slightly, then lowered her on to his stiff dick,
impaling her with it as it went up inside her little quim to his balls.
then he grabbed her hips and began rocking her up and down on his baby
loving cock. Katie was cooing with pleasure as Ben fucked her ever so
nicely, and ever so lustfully.
It was difficult for me to determine which demented scene I liked seeing
best. The one of my wife, down on her knees, sucking a black man's huge
cock. or the one of my 8 year old daughter being ravished by the cock of
a true and warped paedophile.
"Oh, yeah, you white bitch, " Cliff wailed, "suck my black cock, baby!
Suck it good, you fucking slut!"
I was thrilled by the lewd words Cliff was using on my enticing wife as
she sucked fondly on his black cock like a whore. I decided I just had
to jerk off.
Just as I pulled my dick out of my pants, I heard Ben say to Katie, "Do
you like my cock in your little slutty pussy, Katie?"
"Oh, yes, Mr. Ben," she proclaimed delightfully. "It feels real nice."
"I'm glad, honey doll, " he replied with a long moan. "Why don't you
tell your daddy to come over here and join us? He could lick my balls
and your sweet pussy while we fuck. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"Uh-huh," Katie groaned softly, her petite hips twisting as she enjoyed
our perverted neighbour's cock up her tight, juicy quim.
"Do it, slut baby. Tell him," Ben coaxed, bouncing her little body more
rapidly now up and down on his gorgeous cock.
"Daddy, please come over here and lick Mr. Ben's nice balls and my cunt,
too, 'kay?", my sweet 8 year old daughter pleaded.
My pre-teen daughter's word inflamed me, and I moved quickly over to
them, dropped to my knees, and commenced at once to licking them both as
they fucked rapturously.
"Oh, yeah, man," Ben Phillips groaned heatedly, as I licked his sweaty
balls and my whorish daughter's cunt in unison. "That's fabulous! Shit,
there's nothing like having a father lick your nuts while you molest and
fuck his baby daughter. I love it!"
"Your daddy is a cock sucker and a cunt lapper, sweetie," I heard Ben
tell my daughter. "I think when Mr. Cliff fucks you, darlin', I'm going
to make your daddy lick his black ass hole. Would you like that?"
"Uh-huh, " Katie sighed. "Maybe you could make my Mommy do that too, 'kay?"
"Okay, I will, " Ben chuckled. "And then me and Mr. Cliff can piss on
them afterwards, baby girl, and you can hold our cocks and aim them at
your mommy and daddy. Would you like that, Katie?"
"Uh-huh," she said with a moan. "That would be fun."
Just then, right next to me, Cliff started to explode his wad in my
wife's mouth. He came with a frenzy, and Carrie almost choked as she
swallowed his fuck juice in panic like gulps.
"Mommy's getting her mouth filled with gooey stuff," Katie squealed, as
she turned her head slightly to witness the end of the blow job her
mother had given the black stud.
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