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time.  This is a work of FICTION.
   Today my dad took me with him to go buy some rock for the back yard.  He
picked me up from first grade and said that we were going to do some
errands.  Mom is away visiting my aunt, so dad and I are bachelors for a
week.  If mom had been home, she would have made me change clothes, but dad
likes when I wear dresses, so I wore my yellow skirt and white blouse and
white short socks and black Maryjane shoes.  I also had on my white panties
with yellow little ducks on them.
   When we were in the office paying the man who owned the rock place, dad
got a call on his phone and said he had to leave on an emergency at his
work and could he please leave me with the man, Mr.  White, who is the
owner.  Mr.  White just looked at me with a serious face and said, "Sure,
Doug, Kimmie and I will be just fine here.  You just go take care of your
business."
   Mr.  White took me into his office behind the front where we were.  He
closed the door and told me to come over and stand next to him.  He sat on
a couch in his office that was made of leather and I stood next to him.  He
had a hand in his lap and grabbed at himself through his pants.  I watch
him doing that as I stood there, not sure what else to do.
   "Why are you doing that?" I asked him.
   "Why am I doing what?" he asked as he kept grabbing himself.
   "That.  Why are you grabbing your pants?"
   "Because it feels good.  Don't you touch yourself sometimes, too?"
   I got really red and could feel my face get hot.
   "You DO," he said.  "You are a naughty little girl.  I think that we'll
get along really well.  Come here."
   He grabbed me and pulled my panties right down under my skirt and laid
me over his knees.  I was really scared.  I didn't know what to do, so I
was still.  Everything was spinning and happening so fast.  A grownup never
treated me like Mr.  White was treating me.  I started to cry.  He started
moving his hands all over my bottom, and spreading me open.  I tried to
watch him and saw him put a finger in his mouth and then get it all covered
with spit.  Then I felt his finger opening my bottom.  His finger was so
big and he kept pushing it in more and more until I felt like screaming.  I
kept crying, but not making any noise.
   He put his finger from his other hand in my mouth then, and said, "Suck
it, Kimmie, suck my finger!  Take my other finger right up that pretty
little butt!  You are such a spoiled little girl, today, you'll get played
with and spanked and then when your daddy gets back, we'll invite him to
play with us!"
   I was so scared, I just was as quiet and still as I could be.  He kept
his finger in my bottom and reached his thumb between my legs to my peepee
and started rubbing there.  I started to feel funny and sort of pushed my
bottom up against him.  I heard him breathing funny.  I kept pushing up to
make his finger go in me more.  He slowed down and then slipped his finger
out.
   He lifted me up and slipped my blouse and skirt off so I was naked
except for my white ankle ruffle socks and black patent leather shoes.  I
stood with my lip quivering not knowing what to do.  He stood up and took
down his pants after stepping out of his boots and socks.  He slipped off
his underwear, too, leaving me staring nearly eye level at his thick red
snake.  At least that's what I thought when it loomed, with a drop of clear
liquid on the tip.  He grabbed it and held it with one hand, then drew me
closer to him and looked at me.  He looked at my nipples and with his free
hand, he started touching them.  He would pinch a little on my boobie and
then just on my nipple.  That felt really good and it made my wee tickle.
He pulled me closer to him and put his lips on mine and kissed me.  He
stuck his big tongue in my mouth and I sort of gagged.
   He said, "Suck on my tongue, girl!" He held the back of my head hard and
I sucked or I would have choked.
   Then, he pushed my head down and said, "Now, suck this, open wide!" I
opened my mouth and he shoved his big red snake in my mouth.  He held on to
my head and moved me back and forth.
   "Oh Jesus, Kimmie, you are nasty!" He lifted me up and laid me on the
couch so I could keep sucking on him.  "Get on your knees!" I did, kneeling
over snake, putting it down my throat as far as I could.  It was oozing
stuff from the tip.  I licked that clear stuff and stuck my tongue in the
hole at the end.  He liked that.
   He spit on his fingers and then started putting his big finger back
inside my bottom.  When he did that, I sucked harder.  I felt like my body
was getting revved up like daddy sometimes revs his truck engine when he
wants to go fast.  When Mr.  White put his finger in my bottom, my body
wanted to take off or something.  I didn't want him to stop.
   "Okay, nasty girl, I'm going to put in another finger now," he said and
then I felt a big hurt and jerked away.  "WHOA there, girl!" he said, and
held me down.  "You be still.  I need to open you up with my fingers so
that my big snake will fit.  You just relax and keep letting that soft
little mouth make ol' Mr.  White feel good while I open you up."
   I tried to just suck and he was more careful, I think.  He moved his
fingers in a slow circle and pretty soon, I felt full but it didn't hurt so
much.  Then, it started feeling good again.  I sucked more and tried to put
my fingers around that big thing while I sucked it.  Then, he grabbed me
and said, "Be careful, Kimmie, I don't want to make our fun over too soon,
and you're making me feel really good.  I'm going to spank you some to get
you all heated up and ready."
   He made me stand up in front of him.  When I did, he put his fingers
between my legs and rubbed me.  I spread my legs open more because it felt
so good.  My face got all red.  He leaned back against the couch.  His big
snake stood straight up with clear stuff leaking from the tip.  He kept
rubbing between my legs in the front and then his hand would be back to my
bottom.  When it went back there, I started making little noises.  I
couldn't stop.
   "I think that you want more of what I have to give you, too, don't you,
nasty girl?"
   I reddened again, my face giving me away.  He stared at me.  I didn't
know what it was that I wanted, but he had zeroed in on my secret.  My
bottom was already a place of deep fascination to me.  I didn't have
language for it yet, but I knew that it was nasty and it felt so very good
when I touched it and when I put things inside it.  Nobody ever had spanked
me, but I imagined my daddy spanking me all the time.  I really wanted him
to do it.  I was afraid that he would change his mind.
   He stood up suddenly, and took my hand, pulling me to the ottoman in
front of his big leather easy chair.  From behind the chair, Mr.  White
pulled two big wooden boxes with carpet over them, the same carpet as the
floor.  One was larger than the other.  He put the biggest one on the
floor, then he stacked the next one on top of it, and then he lifted the
ottoman on top of the second box.  Now, the ottoman sat on top of two
steps. "Climb up, bend over, and spread your legs."
   The ottoman was rectangular and wide.  I stretched over it.  "Stick your
bottom up as much as you can.  Show it off for me, nasty girl."
   I felt the heat in my cheeks and complied.  My bottom was pretty high up
now, just the right height for him that, when he stood close, I could feel
the heat of his body.
   "How do you like my spanking platform, Kimmie?  I'll bet you are really
ready now, aren't you?" I said nothing.  He walked in front of me and
crouched down to my face and held it in his hand.
   "Ah, yes, I can see your need.  You want it, don't you?"
   I whispered, "Yes."
   "What?" he hissed.
   "Yes," I said again.
   "Yes, what?"
   Not sure what he meant, and scared, I stammered, "Yes, I want you to
spank me, Mr.  White."
   "Oh, yea..." he said.  He touched his big red snake and smeared the
clear stuff around it and moved his hand up and down.  I could feel the
sweat on my face and between my legs in my wee felt really hot and
throbbing.  I poked my butt in the air again and then SMACK!  SMACK! 
SMACK! SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  Eight whacks of his big hand
on bottom alternating sides.  It wasn't so hard that it made me scream, it
was hard enough that in those first hits, I got a burny feeling and I knew
that I wanted more.
   I just said, "More, please!" without thinking.
   He began to spank me lightly and just kept building slowly.  I felt my
wee quivering and something felt like a dam broke inside me.  My wee
clenched and somethings exploded in me and I jumped around and hollered and
he watched me and stopped spanking me and slid his finger back in my bottom
and moved it in and out fast and I screamed more and more stuff kept
happening and then I felt really tired and relaxed.
   He pulled me off the bench and held me like a baby.
   "Oh my god, nasty girl, I just made you cum getting spanked and I
haven't even put my cock inside that beautiful little ass yet.  You are an
amazing little girl.  How do you feel?"
   "I don't know what happened, but can we do that again?"
   He laughed at me and said, "Oh hell yes, we can.  But, this time, I'm
going to give you some of my special medicine so we can both enjoy
ourselves.  Wow, Kimmie."
   He lay back on the couch and then put me on top of him so that my bottom
was just touching the tip of his thick snake.  He had a tube of something
in his hand and smeared some on him and more on his fingers, which he put
between my legs into my bottom and in the front part.  He pressed his
finger up inside my bottom again and then pulled out and added another
finger.  Very slowly.  While he did that, his other hand touched my tiny
nipples and make them stick up really hard.  That made me tingle and wiggle
against his fingers.
   I moaned "Ooooh," as he kept playing with my nipples.  Finally, he took
his fingers out of my bottom and spread my legs really wide.
   He whispered into my ear, "Now I have to do something to you, Kimmie. 
Something very nasty.  I have to put my big snake right up inside of you.
I'm going to make us both feel really good.  This big snake is going to
wiggle all the way up inside you and he's going to do a snake dance for
you, then he's going to shoot some special potion in you that will make you
want him to come back over and over."
   I felt the round knob trying to open me up.  It was so big.  "Hold
yourself open for me, Kimmie," he instructed.  "Snakey needs to find that
nice warm place.  Now you let him inside."
   I held my cheeks open as wide as I could and when he pushed in, I tried
to open and tried to not scream.  It hurt and burned but it also felt
amazingly good.  He held me against him with his hands under my butt and
moved me up and down.  His snake inside my bottom felt like it was tickling
every good feeling inside me.
   "Damnit, Kimmie, I need to really fuck you now!" He said that and then
held me and stood up with his snake still inside of me.  He laid us back
down on his couch so I was underneath.  I felt really small with him on top
of me but I wasn't really scared.  I wanted to keep feeling the snake
inside of me and he seemed to like it a lot, too.  I put my hands on his
big arms and kept my legs way open.  He moved back and forth faster and
faster until I couldn't stop making noises and he couldn't either.
   He said, "Put your fingers between your legs and touch yourself,
Kimmie!" I was embarrassed but didn't want to make him mad so I did and
then that thing happened again that happened when he was spanking me.  My
insides started revving and quivering and I couldn't stay still.
   My body was jumping and squirming and he hollered "Holy fuck, here it
comes, Kimmie!  Here comes Snakey's potion!" Then he slammed into my bottom
over and over and I kept rubbing until I couldn't touch myself anymore cuz
my body was throbbing and too sensitive.  He fell onto his left shoulder
and looked at me while he was panting.  Slowly, Snakey slid out of me and
then I felt empty.  My body was all tender and twitchy and I was real
tired.
   We fell asleep on the couch and when my dad got back, he walked into Mr.
White's office and I woke up with daddy standing in front of us.  He said,
"Looks like the fun started without me.  I'm not happy with that, but I'm
sure you'll make it up to me..." 
  
Errands with Daddy