Warning: My stories are about pedophilia. Plain and simple. If it is illegal for you to view adult material please leave now.

(M/g, Mg, ped)


Sunday Afternoon


Its Sunday. And mommy went to the store. She asked if I wanted to go but you told me we could watch a movie together. You make me popcorn and bring me soda like I'm a little princess and you're my butler. I snuggle into the couch, my legs draped over yours. You start to massage my feet and tickle my toes until I'm in a giggling fit. Your fingers drift up my legs, my thighs, my stomach, making me laugh out loud and squirm in your arms, begging you to stop but pressing myself into you further. You stop and pull me onto your lap and into a tight hug, my legs around your waist and my face buried in your chest. I breathe in your scent and press myself against your hips. I feel something hard pressing me back. You rub your hands down my back, cup my butt, and you slide yourself down the couch until I am lying on you at an angle and now I can fully feel your stiffness in between my legs. I let myself relax in your arms even though I know something is strange here but I feel so warm, my skin is burning and my tummy is doing flips. Your hands are squeezing my butt tightly, kneading the flesh that is hiding under my cotton shorts, your fingers tracing my panties, tentaively sliding to my thighs then back up. I pretend I'm a baby again and enjoying the embrace.  I begin to grind myself into you, your hands still on my butt rocking me up and down your chest, sometimes traveling up my back and running through my long brown hair. I breathe heavily into your shirt as we move with each other. I place my chin on your chest and stare at your face. Your eyes are closed and mouth parted, your forehead wrinkled in deep thought. I get the courage to sit up in your lap, placing my hands on your shoulders and I push my hips hard into your crotch. Your hardness hits a spot between my legs that shoots sparks up my body and I immediately grind harder, rocking back and forth, staring at your contorting face as you openly begin to moan and shiver.

Suddenly you grab my waist and stop my movement. You hold me so still for so long and I get scared that I did something wrong.  We sit up together. Your hands begin to explore my body beginning on my stomach, sliding up my shirt and across my little pink nipples that are jutting out painfully and make me shake once your fingers tug on them. You stand me up in front of you and drag my shirt over my head, then my shorts down my bare legs. I stand there in just my white silky panties, lanky and pale with goosebumps all over while you stare at my flat, barely budding chest. You lean back and admire your precious daughter, stroking yourself through your pants before you quickly take them off.

I stare at your crotch, at this thing that bounces on your stomach when you remove your underwear and leaves a sticky wet spot that makes me want to lick it. I step between your parted knees, getting as close as I dare to your thingy. You wrap your hand around the shaft and begin to stroke it slowly as you slowly stare at my body. I see your eyes roaming up and down greedily and I get uncomfortable and antsy. I start to scoot away when you reach out and push two huge fingers against my privates. The soft flesh of my cunny gives way to your touch and I immediately feel the pressure pushing my lips against that spot again. I wobble slightly, catching myself on your knee. I stare at your thingy that is dripping that wet stuff, clear little droplets emerging quietly from your bitty hole. You see my interest in the liquid, scoop up a drop and bring it to my lips as you continue your assault on my panties, digging your fingers deeper into my slit and further between my legs. I smile wide and stick my tongue out for your treat. It doesn't taste anything so I immediately lose interest. You seem to like my disinterest and stroke your thingy faster, pumping it harder and longer. I look down at your finger, curious as to why you don't touch me directly. I asked you, "Daddy, do you want me to take off my panties?" You moan "please". I wiggle out of my panties, admiring the wet spot your fingers drew out. Just as I step out of the underwear, you scoop me back into your lap, my back to your chest and your thingy trapped between my thighs. I tickle the head of it teasingly, getting my fingers sticky before joking that your thingy looks like its my thingy! Your hands push my thighs together tightly around your cock, as you call it. You use two fingers to spread the pudgy lips of my vulva, easing your shaft between the damp pieces of flesh and stroking my hidden clit. I gasp and wrap my hands around your wrists that are beginning to move my body slightly up and down, causing the head of your cock to brush back and forth across that hot nub. On each stroke I squeak and try to pull my body away but you keep me tightly wrapped around you, bouncing me up and down. I lean against your chest and look down at the head of your cock pushing its way through my flesh, popping up and almost instantly disappearing again. My toes are tingling and getting warm. I thrash my head around on your chest and claw at your hands, your arms. I start groaning like a kitty, looking up at you pleading to explain or make this feeling spreading up my legs and through my privates stop. You are heaving but I barely notice that you are moaning, talking to me, whispering naughty swear words. I start to chant "daddy, daddy, daddy" until it is just "daaaaaaa". A huge rush of heat blows through me, a numb warmth pulsing through my privates where your cock is touching. I jerk hard on your lap twice before collapsing into your awaiting arms. "Daddy whhyyy" I beg. You brush your hands through my hair for awhile, calming me down, soothing my overheated face. I look down at my stomach and see gobs of sticky white cream sliding down my chest and stomach. I look up at you for an explanation. You tell me I'm your baby slut. Daddies only make that special cream for little girls who tease and touch... so I'll be seeing a lot more of it.

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