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Nifty - Bisexual - Incest - A Story For Daddy

 
Date: Fri, 31 May 2013 11:07:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tony Williams <tonywill9999@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Story for Daddy

"Daddy tells me you write stories and publish them on the internet,
Tony. Can I read them?'
"I don't think so, Sweetheart. They're stories for adults, not for
little girls."
"You mean naughty stories?"
"Exactly. Your dad would kill me if I let you read them."
"They have sexy stuff in them, then?"
"You could say that, Fizz." Fizz is short for Felicity. The name
suits her bubbly personality, her bright smile, her little girl looks with
her hair in two braids either side of her head. Her dark eyes are enormous
and her little rosebud mouth is begging to be kissed.
"But Daddy says they're about little girls, like me."
"Little girls who do things that only big girls should do." Her
eyebrows go up.
"You could write a story about me," she says. "I could help you." I
smile. She doesn't know it, but she's been the model for most of what I
write, adventures of sexy little eleven year olds who are a year to two
short of puberty, who get up to improbable sexual antics with older men.
"Let me think about it. I'm gonna go fix a drink. Do you want
anything?"
"Just a coke, please." I go into the kitchen and look in the fridge.
I'm here at her place because her dad, my neighbour, had phoned me to say
he'd be home late and he wanted me to keep an eye on her. You may be
wondering why me of all people, seeing as he's read all my stories and
knows I have a thing for young girls and boys. When I'd questioned him on
this, asking if he was he sure he could trust me alone with his little
girl, he'd replied that he knew I liked his cock more than I liked his
daughter. He had a point, I do love his cock. I love to suck it and let
him thrust it savagely up my arse while he verbally abuses me, something
he's done on a few occasions, but he was wrong about my preference.
Nothing could be more desirable than little Fizz. "In any case, Tony, you
won't have very much time for mischief as I'm only gonna be a couple of
hours late. I'm putting you on your honour not to do anything
inappropriate." That word could be interpreted loosely, in my view.
I come back from the kitchen to find Fizz sitting at her dad's desk,
looking at my laptop which I'd brought, and as soon as she sees me, she
slams it shut. I can guess what she's been doing, sneaking looks at my
collection of little girl and boy pics. Some of that stuff is way to
spicey for an eleven year old girl. She gets out of the chair and I sit
down. She comes and stands beside me.
"Were you trying to read my stories?" I ask.
"I don't know where to look for them."
"But you saw those pictures?"
She giggles. "They're cool! Some of those girls are really pretty.
I like the naked ones, the ones who show of their . . ."
"You're a bad girl, Fizz. I should spank you." She grins and I run
my hand up the back of her thigh and stroke her buttocks, feeling the
smooth cotton of her knickers. I've been able to get away with this a few
times before, ignoring her faked protests and I know she likes it. "I
should put you across my knee, pull your knickers down and give you a good
spank."
"Like Daddy does?" She's in her school uniform, a dark blue gym-slip
with broad shoulder straps over a white short-sleeved blouse. White knees
socks complete the picture of an innocent little schoolgirl.
"I'll forgive you this time,but next time it's knickers down and six
of the best."
"Then you should write a story for me. A story about a little girl
and how much she loves her daddy."
"I don't see why not, though I think you should write it, Sweetie.
You could dictate it while I do the typing." I can operate a keyboard at
blinding speed.
"Could it be a naughty story, like yours?"
"Sure, as naughty as you like. It's up to you."
"What would we call it?" she asks.
"The title can wait until we see how it turns out, but we need a name
for the little girl. How about . . ." I pause. . . "I know, how about
'Fanny'?"
"Fanny's not a name. This is my fanny." She turns her back to me,
bends forward and flips her dress up, showing off her white cotton knickers
with scalloped elastic round the legs.
"Oh, nice undies," I say as she drops her dress and turns back round
again. "Okay," I say, "not 'Fanny', then. How about 'Pussy'?"
She laughs. "This is my pussy." She lifts the front of her dress and
touches her hand between her legs. "But 'Pussy' sounds okay for a name."
The dress falls again, all too soon.
"What shall we call her daddy?"
"How about 'Dick'?"
"'Dick' and 'Pussy'. I can see where you're going with this." She
laughs. "Why not just call him 'Daddy', and 'Dick' can be her evil uncle
who arrives on the scene later."
"Okay, 'Daddy, Pussy and Dick', then," she says.
"So, tell me, Sweetheart, what happens?"
"Her daddy brings her home from school and they come into the house."
I start to type.
"Pussy's in her uniform, right?"
"Yeah, like mine, and they come in the door and it's a very hot day
like today is, and Daddy can't wait to get his clothes off and get into the
shower 'cos it's so hot. He drops his pants and pulls his shirt off."
"What's he wearing underneath?"
"Er. . .what are you wearing?"
"Why don't I show you. Just like our fictional Daddy, I'm finding it
a bit too hot in here." I stand, drop my pants, revealing my electric blue
silk boxers. I take off my T shirt for good measure. "That feels better,"
I say, sitting down.
"My dad wears white trunks, but I like those silk boxers."
"Your dad likes them too." I'm not sure if she knows to what extent
I'm having regular sex with her dad, how often I suck his cock, and how I
occasionaly fuck him up the arse because I'm not a total bottom, but she
clearly suspects something happens between us when we disapear into his
bedroom for an hour or so and come out with shit-eating grins on our faces.
He's pretty fond of my cock, too.
"Okay," she says, "our Daddy has boxers like yours."
"Silk is good. It feels nice when you touch it." She doesn't take
the hint. "And she takes her dress off?"
"No, not yet. She tells her daddy that she's bursting for a pee, in
fact she's already wet her knickers a bit and she has to go right away and
he takes her hand and leads her into the bathroom." I'm typing away at
breakneck speed, trying to keep up with the action, ignoring the typos. I
can clean those up later. "She lifts her skirt and she . . . "
"Wait a minute. What kind of knickers is she wearing?"
"White, like these? Cotton, 'cos it absorbs lots of pee." She lifts
her skirt up again, all the way up to her waist. I should say at this
point that this isn't the first day she's shown off her underwear to me in
this way, not by a long way. In the course of a typical evening spent at
her house I get at least a dozen beautiful upskirt views, and none of it is
accidental, though she pretends it it. Plus all the handstands and
cartwheels in the garden. "Then Daddy puts his hand between Pussy's legs
and feels the wet pee and rubs his fingers around a bit." She drops her
dress again.
"Mmmm, naughty. Does he pull her knickers down?"
"Of course. He's on his knees by now and he gazes at her wet pee
pee."
"Pee pee? Is that her pet name for her vagina?"
"For the story, yes. He pulls them down and throws them in the
washbasin and she sits down and pees. Daddy's eyes are popping out of his
head 'cos he loves to watch his daughter when she pees. Then, while she's
still peeing, he pulls her gym-slip over her head and unbuttons her blouse.
"What's under her blouse? What are you wearing, Princess? A bra? A
little training bra? Show me." She smiles and lifts her gym-slip again,
right up under her chin, clearly enjoying the oportunity to show off.
"Nothing? I suppose it's too hot for unnecessary undies."
"Today I wanted to go to school with no knickers on, but Daddy said it
might attract the wrong kind of attention." What would be the right kind,
I wondered? "I don't have any titties, yet." The dress stays up.
"One day soon they'll grow, then you can wear a lacey, see-through
bra." She laughs. "You might as well take your uniform off so you don't
have to keep lifting it to show me."
"But I know you like it when I lift it like that. You should see your
face. You're drooling. Okay, then, I'll take it off." She pulls the
dress over her head, unbuttons her blouse and lets them fall on the floor.
Standing next to me in just her knickers, she's making my heart race. She
continues: "Then he watches while she stands up."
"Doesn't she wipe herself?"
"No, she gonna get in the shower, in fact, Daddy's gonna shower with
her, so he drops his trunks. . .sorry, his boxers."
"And she sees his dick."
"Oh, Pussy's seen his dick plenty of times. He's always walking
around the house with nothing on. Sometimes, when he's just got out of
bed, he has a big hard-on."
"Big, medium or small?"
"Not huge. That's too cliche." Cliche? How many porno stories does
she read? "Medium, but only a little bit hard just now. It gets harder
later on. She looks at it, 'cos she's in love with his dick." I type it
all as fast as I can. "She takes his hand and leads him into the shower
and he soaps her all over."
"Everywhere?"
"Every little bit. He starts with her back, then her bum, then her
chest and tummy, then kneels down and soaps all the way up her legs until
he reaches the top."
"Holy shit! You amaze me. I thought this was gonna be a sentimental
story about love, with puppy dogs and magic castles and stuff."
"That's for little kids. I'm too old for that stuff. Lets get real.
He washes her pee pee, spreading suds all over it and then. . . "
"He puts his finger in."
"How did you know?"
"'Cos that's what I'd do." She giggles. "You bad, bad boy. I should
spank you."
"Little girls don't spank grown men, Fizz, it's the other way round.
We take little girls across our knees, pull their knickers down and spank
them."
"Like Daddy does?" Her eyes are bright. "Back to the story. He puts
his finger in to get her nice and clean and she likes it. Now it's her
turn and she soaps him all over, leaving his cock until last." My fingers
fly over the keys. "She asks him if he'll let her wash his cock."
"And he refuses?"
She laughs. "Don't be silly. He wants her to do it. It's now as
hard as an iron bar and she takes hold of it and soaps it all over, his
balls, too."
"Does he cum?"
"Not yet. Don't rush me, Tony. He cums much later in the bedroom.
She washes his cock for a minute or two, then they get out of the shower
and get dried. He rubs her all over with the bathtowel, and then they go
in his bedroom."
"Is she still a virgin?" I ask.
"Of course. She's my age, eleven. She's never kissed a boy, only her
dad and her uncle."
"The evil one?"
"He's not so bad. He's good looking but not as handsome as her daddy.
He's tall and strong and looks like . . .
"Me?"
"No, silly. Okay, I know you're handsome but her uncle's a real
super-stud, like her dad."
"With a hairy chest."
"Just a bit, and a nice sun tan all over. In the bedroom, Daddy asks
her to lie on the bed and he lies beside her and takes her in his arms,
kissing her on the mouth. He tells her how much he loves her, how exciting
it is to undress her and watch her pee, and how the best part of his day is
when they take a shower and she lets him wash her pee pee." I'm having
trouble keeping up the pace but she pauses for a while and I catch up.
"Then he starts to stroke her body with his fingertips, from her chest down
to her knees, lingering at her nipples, and just brushing the lips of her
pee pee. She sighs contentedly."
"But she doesn't have any tits yet, does she?"
"Maybe they're just starting to grow, like mine." Looking at her, I
think she could be right. Her chest is not totally flat, and it's not baby
fat, either. She's a skinny girl. Yeah, I guess her tits are budding.
"You're pretty good at this, Sweetpea. Keep going."
"So she lets his hand go where it likes, up and down, spending a lot
of time between her belly button and her knees, and she spreads her legs
farther apart so that he'll know how nice it feels when his fingers stroke
her pee pee lips. All the time she's sighing as he murmurs endearments to
her, about how beautiful she is, how much he adores her and how happy she
makes him. Finally, she takes hold of his cock and looks in his eyes and
tells him how much she loves his awesome dick, how it feels kinda soft and
hard at the same time, how she can feel it throbbing in her hand. She says
she only wants to make him happy and that she'll do anything he wants."
All this is getting me turned on and my cock is stirring in my boxers. I
glance sideways at her, drinking in then sight of her slender body in her
schoolgirl knickers. She knows I'm looking but she doesn't care. "He
tells her how sexy she is and how she's driving him crazy and that just
being naked with her is enough to make him happy, but she doesn't believe
him. She looks in his eyes and tells him that it's not enough for her.
She wants to suck his cock." This is getting pretty wild. What do eleven
year olds know about cocksucking?
"Where did you learn all this stuff?"
"From the big sex-ed book that Daddy let me to read."
"Was cocksucking in the book?"
"Oh, yes, with pictures too. Just drawings, not photos."
"Ah, that explains it. Okay, go on."
"Daddy can't help himself, so he lies back and she slides down the bed
until her head is beside his hip. He rolls on his side and she takes his
cock in her mouth, just a couple of inches at first. She tickles the end
with her tongue for a few seconds and then she takes her lips off and tell
him that she wants him to cum in her mouth." My fingers are a blur on the
keys. "She wants to know what cum tastes like. What does it taste like,
Tony?"
You don't often get a question like that from an eleven year old.
"Kinda creamy, just a bit salty. It's not yucky."
"How do you know?" Good question. "Whose cum did you taste? Did you
like doing it?"
"Gentlemen don't tell, Fizz, but yes, I loved it!"
"It was my dad, wasn't it? You sucked my Daddy's cock!" She has a
big grin on her face.
"It's a secret."
"I knew it!" she exclaims. "All that time with him in the bedroom
while I was wondering what was going on. You were sucking his dick. Was
he sucking yours? I bet he was. Do you suck each other at the same time?
That must be awesome." She breathless with excitement.
I'm not gonna lie to her, but I'm not gonna tell on her dad, either.
"Never you mind. Back to the story," I say.
"Okay, so Pussy is loving it. She looks at Daddy's face, all screwed
up like he's in agony, but she knows it's ecstacy and she slides her hand
up and down his cock, faster and faster and she knows that he can't hold on
any longer and so he cums on her face and into her open mouth and she takes
his dick back in her mouth and sucks the last drops out and swallows it
all." It all comes out in a rush, her voice high with excitement. So it
would seem that sex-ed books discuss the spit versus swallow question.
I just manage to finish typing the climax to the story when I hear her
dad's key in the front door. I save what I've typed and close my laptop.
My erection collapses almost intantly and I follow her into the livingroom.
She runs up to her daddy and jumps into his arms, wrapping her legs round
him and kissing him on the mouth. Then he looks over her shoulder and
grins at me.
"Jesus, Tony, it's so fucking hot out there," he says. "it's hard to
believe this is England, more like the tropics. You guys have got the
right idea, hanging out in your undies." For a second I think he's said
something about my dick hanging out of my underpants and I look down, but
it's safely tucked away for the moment, then I realise what he'd actually
said. "Let me get out of my clothes, Sweetheart, so I can get a shower."
She climbs off him and grins at me as he drops his pants and takes his
shirt off. She was quite correct about the white trunks and he looks
pretty tasty in them. I feel like Pussy in the story, how thrilling it
would be to have him cum in my mouth like he's done so often before. "I'll
be back in a flash, guys." He heads off to the bathroom.
"Shall we tell Daddy about the story we're writing?" she asks, coming
to sit beside me on the couch.
"He'll freak out. It's a bit extreme."
"No he won't. He'll love it. I think we should show it to him."
"If you insist. You wrote it, I just typed it for you. Sit tight,
I'm gonna get us some drinks." I go into the kitchen and grab a couple of
cans of beer and a coke from the fridge. I get back to the living room
just as her dad exits the bathroom, a towel wrapped round his waist. I pop
the lids of the drinks and set them on the coffee table.
"What have you guys been doing?" he asks her.
"We've been writing a story, Daddy."
"She's been writing it, I've been typing for her," I say, shifting any
guilt to her.
"Do I get to read it?" he asks, smiling as he sits on the couch.
Oh, shit, here it comes. "Absolutely. I wrote it for you." She
steps over to the desk and fetches my laptop, then sits on his lap with her
back leaning against his chest and opens the laptop and the file with the
story. Daddy's has one hand on her chest and beneath the laptop I can see
fingers touching the crotch of her knickers. He looks over her shoulder
and starts to read. Immediately he starts to smile. "Ah yes," he says
after a few seconds, "she pees in her knickers while he watches, that
sounds familiar. . . .he undresses her. . . ah, just as I expected, the
shower scene. This isn't fiction, Sweetheart, this is autobiography. It's
about us." She giggles while he reads on. "Wait a minute, now we're
talking fiction. I don't finger you and you don't wash my cock, though it
does make for exciting reading. . . now we're getting real again." He
reads on ". . .on her back on the bed, his fingertips . . ." He looks up
at me. "She does let me stroke her body like that, it's true." He reads
more. "Now wait a minute. . . she sucks his cock? Now we're into pure
fantasy. You've never sucked my cock. You're only eleven, Pumpkin. You
can suck cocks when you're older. Did you put her up to this. Tony"
"As I said, I was just the typist.."
"Your spelling sucks."
"I was in a hurry to keep up. It all came out pretty fast. I'll
spellcheck it later."
"But does it finish there?"
"I think it should be longer," she says, putting the laptop to one
side and wriggling her bum. "The evil uncle Dick hasn't made an appearance
yet."
"So, little Pussy has an uncle. You're not gonna write your uncle
John into this, are you?"
"Well, he did feel me up that time."
Daddy looks at me and says, "I caught him with one hand holding her
dress up and the other down the front of her knickers, just like this." I
see him push his hand down the front of her knickers. "I told him to fuck
off and fondle his own daughter, and come to think of if he probably did,
the dirty dog." This sounds pretty hypocritical as I can clearly see that
his hand is moving in a way that can only be described as lewd. "Did uncle
John finger you, Sugarplum?" He doesn't bother to remove his hand.
"Yes, Daddy."
"How long had it been going on before I caught you at it?"
"Just a few minutes."
"A few minutes? A lot can happen in a few minutes."
"He didn't hurt me, Daddy."
"I suppose you enjoyed it."
She giggles again. "It felt nice." I can see up his towel and his
cock is hard up against her bum.
"My daughter's a fucking slut," he says to me, smiling.
"I like sluts," I say. "I like 'em a lot. I'm something of a slut
myself."
"Are you gonna finish the story, darling?"
"Will you help me, Daddy?"
"Start typing, Tony." I put the laptop across my knees and look at
him expectantly. His hand is still down the front of her knickers.
"Let's go back a bit," he says, "to where Daddy is watching her as she
pees through her knickers. As soon as they're wet, he tells her to stop
and hold the rest of her pee while he undresses her. He lets her pull his
trunks down and in the shower he falls to his knees and asks her to pee on
his face." Fizz giggles. "Men like to be peed on, don't they, Tony?" he
says. "She spreads her legs and holds her pee pee lips open and pees all
over his face and he opens his mouth and drinks some, swallows and licks
his lips, telling her how nice it tastes. The he asks her to let him pee
on her."
"Does she have to drink it?" asks Fizz, anxiously.
"She doesn't have to do anything she doesn't wanna do. But she closes
her eyes and lips and he splashes her face, then her tits, then tells her
to stand and he pees right at her pee pee. Do you think she'd like that,
Fizz?"
"If it makes her daddy happy, yes. She doesn't have big tits,
though."
"No. Nice tiny little budding ones like yours. Then he soaps her all
over."
"Finger?" I ask, typing as fast as I can.
"Yes," they say, simultaneously.
"And she washes his cock," says Daddy. "That bit can stay."
"His cock is rock hard," says Fizz, wriggling her bum, "like yours is
now, Daddy."
"And in the bedroom, leave in the scene where he caresses her with his
fingertips. That was good. I know you like that. But the cocksucking
thing, don't you think it's a bit over the top? Where would an eleven year
old learn how to suck her daddy's dick?"
"From Tony's video."
Ooops, I'm in the shit.
"What video?"
"Tony has lots of pictures of little girls on his computer, girls in
their knickers and in the nude, showing everything. And there are a couple
of videos, girls doing cartwheels to show of their undies."
"Like you do?" he says.
"Yeah, and handstands and stuff. But the best video is . . . well,
show him, Tony." When she'd been sneaking a look at all my little girl
pics, she'd obviously seen the short video of a preteen girl sucking an
adult male's dick. There was no indication of whether or not he was her
father, but she was looking at him adoringly as she eagerly sucked away,
obviously enjoying the experience, letting him cum on her face and
swallowing a hefty amount of jism. I take the laptop over to them, open
the file and start the slideshow of my stills of little girls displaying
themselves, a few innocently, most of them lewdly. Daddy makes
appreciative comments. We get to the video and it starts.
"Holy shit! Look at that," says Daddy."
"See how she's gazing at him adoringly with those big eyes," says
Fizz. "She likes it."
"She fucking loves it!" he says, "you can tell." On the screen the
little girl tell him she wants him to cum in her mouth. She smiles
eagerly. Beside me, Daddy groans. After half a minute or so, the guy
comes on her cheek, a thick white blob that just hangs there, and her lips
close round his cock again as she eagerly sucks him dry, her hand moving up
and down his shaft. She finishes by licking her lips and telling him how
good it tastes. It all seems unrehearsed and spontaneous and the striking
thing is how much she seems to enjoy the whole episode.
"Leave that scene in the story," Daddy croaks, his voice hoarse with
lust.
"Shouldn't the daddy inour story be videotaping it all?" I ask. "So
he can show it to his friends."
"If he tapes it, he should keep it to himself. His friends would put
it on the internet and embarrass his little girl. He wouldn't want that.
But yeah, I guess he should tape it for his own personal pleasure."
"How do you mean?" asks Fizz.
"Like when he goes on a business trip and he's alone in his hotel
room, he can watch it, to remind himself how much his daughter loves him."
"And so he can wank to it," I murmur.
"Okay, that, too," he says. I type in the necessary details.
"Is that the end?" I ask. "What about evil uncle Dick?"
"Forget Dick. He'd just be a distraction. We don't want anything to
come between Daddy and Pussy. They adore each other too much. I think
it's a pretty good story as it stands."
"Poor Pussy," I say. "Daddy get his rocks off, but little Pussy is
left hanging. I think Daddy should eat Pussy's pussy."
"You mean lick her pee pee?" asks Fizz. "I think he should, to let
her know how much he loves her. Anyway, it's only fair. She sucked his
cock so he should lick her pee pee."
"You've got a point. That could be part two. Daddy makes his little
girl cum."
"Jesus, gimme a break," I say. "My fingers are aching with all this
typing."
"We could finish it later, Daddy, anyway, I really need to pee."
"Can you hold it for a bit?"
"Why?"
"So we can set up the camcorder." He takes his hand out of her
knickers and licks his finger.
She giggles. "You're gonna film me? Awesome." Her face lights up in
an enormous smile.
And so we set it up. Daddy finds his camcorder and I set it up in the
bathroom, placing it on the lid of the laundry hamper. We don't want any
of that wobbly hand-held shit that spoils so many porno videos. Fizz puts
her school uniform back on and we start with her coming into the bathroom.
It's a bit crowded but we manage. She straddles the bowl with her dress
held up and starts to pee in her knickers. For a few seconds it drips into
the bowl, then Daddy's hand appears in the frame, feeling the wet cotton
between her legs, then he slides her knickers down to her knees. He takes
her white socks off and lifts her dress over her head. She sits on the
toilet, leans back, lets her knickers fall to the floor and spreads her
legs wide apart. I zoom in for a close up. Her pee pee and upper thighs
gleam with moisture and Daddy says, "Cut." The next shot opens with her
pulling the waistband of his trunks out over the end of his rigid cock and
taking them off. His cock almost pokes her in the face. They step into
the shower. Like in her story, he soaps her all over, then spins her so
her back is to him as he washes her pee pee. Her hand is hidden behind
her, but I know she's holding his cock. I get a close up of his finger as
he pushes it into her and gently finger-fucks her, and I tilt up to see the
excitement on her face. Then she turns, takes the soap and washes his iron
hard dick. I catch it all perfectly, close enough to get the fine detail,
but not missing on any of the larger picture. When she finishes, he takes
the hand-held shower head, turns on the 'pulse-jet' feature and aims it at
her pee pee. "How did you know I like to do that," she says, laughing.
"Because I like it up my arse," he says. A nice note to end the
scene. As they dry each other, I move the camera into his bedroom and set
it up on his dresser, compose the shot so that it takes in the whole bed
and wait for them to join me. Seconds later he walks in, carrying her
cradled in his arms, his hard cock swinging from side to side as he walks.
I start the camera and he lays her on the bed, lies beside her and starts
stroking her whole body in the exquisite tender way she'd described
earlier, in the story. Every time he brushes her pee pee lips, she sighs
contentedly. He looks over at me and says, "I think Tony's enjoying this
almost as much as I am, Sweetheart. Look at how stiff his cock is." It's
too hard for my boxers to contain it and it's poking out of the fly. Daddy
kisses his girl's nipples as his hand caresses her pee pee, then his kisses
land lower and lower, to her belly button and beyond until he's kissing her
mound. I zoom in. His head goes between her legs, obscuring the action,
so I carefully pick the camera up, hoping the picture won't shake too much.
I step to the side, widening the shot to see her lovely face as she lies
with her head propped up so she can see his tongue making love to her.
He's obviously as good at this as he is at cocksucking, and she starts to
pant. She puts her hands on the back of his head and pulls him into her.
She spreads here legs as wide as they will go and thrusts her hips up to
meet his tongue. She looks up at me and I give her a big smile. Daddy
senses this and comes up for air, looks at me and says, "We should let Tony
join in the fun. He'll show you how good he is at sucking a cock."
"I knew it!" she says with a chuckle. "Tony's been sucking your cock.
How cool is that?"
I set the camera back on the dresser, widening the shot again and take
my boxers off.
"Isn't he gorgeous, darling," says Daddy. "Look that his magificent
dick. Is it nicer than mine?"
"Your dick is perfect, Daddy. I want to do what the girl in the video
did."
"Watch what Tony does first. Put the camera down and come and sit on
my face, Tony." I set it down and it's still filming as I straddle his
head and feel his lips round my cock as I lean forward and roll his
foreskin back, licking his glans. Fizz sits to one side, watching
intently.
"See that wetness on the end," I say to her. "That's precum." I lick
it off. "It tastes a little bit salty, but not in a bad way." Then I
start to give him one of my world-class blow jobs, letting his cock go all
the way to the back of my mouth, taking almost all of it in, resisting the
gag reflex.
"Wow," she whispers, clearly impressed. Then I release him and look
at her. She's transfixed. "You don't have to take it in very deep," I
tell her, "because all the feeling is in the end. You can stroke it at the
same time."
"Like a hand job and a blow job in one?" She's grinning.
"Exactly. And you can fondle his balls, too." I go back to sucking
him, my lips round the end, my tongue doing its work under his foreskin, as
he expertly sucks me, but I'm more focussed on his little girl, who's
leaning in, watching closely.
"I wanna do it," she says. How can I deny her? I reluctantly climb
off and roll away and she immediately leans in and takes his cock in her
mouth, then pulls back and starts licking the end. I jump off the bed and
go to the camera and zoom in for a close up of her lips and tongue doing
their work, then pull back of reveal her facial expression as she gazes
adoringly up at her daddy. His hand strokes her hair. "I love you, Baby,"
he murmurs. "Is this how you thought it would be?" She nods her head.
"Do you like the taste?" She nods again, more vigourously. "I've dreamed
of this for months," he says.
She lifts her head. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I thought you were too young."
"Well now you know I'm not. I want you to cum in my mouth, Daddy."
"Don't I get to lick you first, my love?"
"Later. Tonight, when we're in bed. I want to sleep in your bed
tonight."
"Oh, God!" he groans, "I've died and gone to heaven." I watch,
carefully switching from wide shot to zoom, but not too close. I want to
capture her eyes as they worship him. Three inches of his dick is about
all she can comfortably take, but she works hard it it, occasionally taking
it out to closely inspect it, then squeezing it to produce a drop of
precum, then licking it off. I can see Daddy's lost it. He's not gonna be
licking her pee pee this afternoon, oh no, he's gonna cum any minute. Her
hand speeds up its strokes.
"Here it comes, darling," he moans and she opens her mouth an inch
above his cock and I catch the shot perfectly and as a squirt of thick
white cum shoots up and hits her on the cheek, the next one right into her
mouth, the third on her chin and then she lowers her head as far as she
can, taking in more than half his dick. I can see the indentation of her
cheeks as she sucks, her hand milking him, making sure she doesn't miss a
drop. For about ten long seconds she continues sucking him until his hands
lift her head up and she looks into his eyes, her cum filled mouth wide for
him to see.
"You can spit it out if you like, Princess."
She closes her mouth and swallows. "No fucking way," she says,
grinning. "Why would I want to waste it. It's so nice and creamy." He
wipes the first blob of cum from her cheek on his finger and she takes hold
of his wrist and pops the finger in her mouth. A perfect moment to end the
movie and I shut the camera off.
"Did you get all that, Tony?" he asks.
"In spades. Eat your heart out, Spielberg."
"Thank you, my sweet little girl. That was the most exciting moment
of my life."
"Me, too, Daddy. I love you so much." She lies beside him and he
puts his arm under her shoulders letting her head fall on his chest.
"Do you want Tony to lick your pee pee? Perhaps he can make you cum."
I interrupt before she can answer. "I want you to be a part of it," I
tell him. "Fizz, I don't wanna disappoint you, but we should wait until
your daddy has recovered so he can enjoy watching us."
"That's very thoughtful of you, my friend."
"I can wait, Daddy."
"Tony," he says, "Why don't you go into the living room and write up
the rest of the story, then we can film it all later, when I'm horny again.
How does the story play out?" He looks at Fizz, his eyebrows raised.
She doesn't hesitate. "Tony and Daddy take turns licking her all
over, driving her crazy, and then she asks to suck Tony's cock and he cums
in her mouth just like Daddy did, and . . ."
"Daddy makes you cum," I finish for her. "But hang on a minute, I
haven't appeared in this story yet. I don't exist. It's just about Pussy
and Daddy. I'm just the author, sorry, the co-author. Do we introduce a
new character, say Dick, the evil uncle."
"I think he should be a nice uncle," she says, "who loves her just as
much as her daddy does. After she sucks Daddy off, Uncle Dick rings the
doorbell and comes in, 'cos they've left the front door open, and he sees
them in the bedroom, lying side by side, naked, and he instantly falls in
love with her. Daddy gets up and puts his trunks, sorry, his boxers back
on, 'cos he's a bit embarrassed to be seen in the nude by his brother.
Dick takes his clothes off."
"Just like that?" I ask. "He must have a reason."
"Because it's so fucking hot, stupid," says Daddy. "No one in his
right mind wants to stay fully dressed on a day like today."
Fizz continues. "He lies down beside Pussy and puts his arm round her
and starts to stroke her all over like Daddy did and it makes her go all
dreamy and stuff. Meanwhile, Daddy goes and takes a shower and by the time
he gets back, Uncle Dick's dick is as hard as a rock and he's touching
Pussy's pussy."
"Doesn't Daddy mind?" asks Daddy.
"No, by now he's recovering and he's one of those daddies who likes to
watch. He's a pervert. The sight of Unle Dick's fingers on his little
girl's pee pee starts getting him going again. So then . . ."
"How far is this gonna go?" asks Daddy. "Is she gonna lose her
virginity?"
"I haven't thought that far ahead," she says. "She's only eleven."
"Yeah," I interject, "but an eleven year old who's an expert
cocksucker. One things gonna lead to another and if the story has to have
a satisfactory ending, a decent climax, if you'll excuse the pun, she's
gonna get her cherry popped."
"Question is," says Daddy, "by whom?"
"Daddy's already cum," she says, " so he's kinda washed out, but Uncle
Dick is all fired up, with a big hard dick, raring to go."
"Slow down a bit, Sweetheart. We can't have him sticking his dick in
her, wham, bam, thank you mam. We need some foreplay."
"So she gives him a nice suck, just to get him going, though not
enough to make him cum. She just likes the taste." I grin a her.
"Meanwhile," says Daddy, getting into the spirit of things, "her daddy
is watching, maybe taking pictures, and his dick is hard again."
"And he's wanking himself," I say. "Or perhaps Dick is wanking him.
Maybe Dick and Daddy have a thing going on."
"That's incest" says Daddy.
"He's no stranger to incest," I say. "His daughter's just sucked him
off, why would he be bothered by getting a wank from his brother. We know
he's a pervert."
"But does he want his daughter to know he's got a thing for his
brother?" asks Daddy. "I'm not happy with the brother thing. Let's make
Dick the neighbour."
"Like me," I say.
"That's better," he says.
"Oooh, I like that," says Fizz.
"Okay, Tony," says Daddy, "why don't you go and write this thing up
while I start to cook dinner. Then you can read it to us after we eat."
"Sounds like a plan," I say.
Fizz looks at me with a big smile on her face. "Is it gonna have a
happy ending?"
"Wait and see."
It seems I've successfully auditioned for the part of Dick.

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Dinner is over. We're seated round the diningroom table, still in
our underwear and Fizz is in a pair of clean white nylon lace-edged
knickers, looking quite delicious. They're translucent enough for her pee
pee to be visible through them. I open the laptop and read the completed
story aloud to resounding applause. "All we gotta do now is make it come
true," says Daddy.
"Are you okay with the ending," I ask him.
"It's the perfect solution. Daddy hates condoms and he doesn't wanna
impregnate his daughter and Dick's had a vasectomy, so he can go bareback,
which will be a lot nicer for Pussy."
"I don't like condoms either," says Fizz. "They showed us how to use
them in sex-ed in school and rolled one on to a banana. I wouldn't wanna
have a dick in my mouth with a condom on it."
"It would spoil the taste," I said.
"Of the banana or the dick?" asks Daddy.
"Who ate the banana?" I ask.
"I did. The class thought I was gross."
Daddy says, "And her daddy doesn't have the problem of feeling guilty
about molesting his preteen daugher. He only gets a blow job and that's
not real sex. He knows Dick the neighbour really cares for his little girl
and will do his best to make her happy, and if she's happy, he's happy.
Plus, he gets to watch. You two go into my bedroom and I'll do the washing
up, then join you."
In his bedroom Fizz asks me to take her knickers off and I eagerly
oblige, and my boxers join them on the bedroom floor. My cock is hard with
anticipation. She sits on the edge of the bed as Daddy comes in. He looks
at me as I stand with my cock pointing at her face. "Hold on," he says,
"Let me turn the camcorder on." He lines it up and turns it on. She puts
her hands round my bum and pulls me to her so that my dick goes into her
open mouth. "You're supposed to be arousing her, not the other way round,"
Daddy calls.
"She didn't give me a chance," I say. "She couldn't wait to get my
dick in her mouth. I'll get round to it." She grips my shaft and strokes
it as her tongue makes love to my glans. I assume Daddy has zoomed in for
a close up. I'm already pretty fired up, so after half a minute or so, I
pull out and, push Fizz on to her back, and spin her round so she's lying
along the length of the bed. I lie beside her and start to stroke her
body, just as her daddy had done, caressing her nipples and gently touching
her pee pee. She reaches for my cock and grips it.
"I was enjoying that," she says. "I wanna suck it again."
"And I wanna kiss your pee pee," I say, "and lick it and stick my
tongue up it and get you all worked up."
"I'm already worked up. I've been worked up ever since I saw that
video this afternoon. Let me suck you again, please, Tony."
"Sit on his face, darling," says Daddy, "so he can lick your pussy and
you still get to suck his cock." She immediately straddles my face and
wraps her lips round my dick.
"Oh, holy fucking shit!" says Daddy. "What a beautiful sight. Suck
his cock, darling, and lick her lovely little cunt, Tony. Drive her crazy
with lust." It's a short drive. Her lower body is wriggling on my face as
I eat her pussy which is soaking wet already. I can hear her humming as
her head bobs up and down on my cock. Once again, I need to slow down or
I'll explode in her mouth and ruin the story. I lift her upper body so
that she's sitting upright, facing away from me, looking at her dad.
"Smile for the camera, my precious," says Daddy. "Now turn around and
straddle his hips." Being an obedient little girl, she does as she's told
and I can feel my cock lying in the crack of her pee pee. I put my hands
on her ribs and rub my thumbs over her nipples.
"Lift up a bit, Sweetypie," says Daddy. I plan to take my dick and
guide it to her pee pee, but she beats me to it. Her hand goes round my
shaft and I feel the tip briefly touch her lips, and then she lowers
herself down on to me. It slides in with no resistance. If Daddy hasn't
ever fingered her, somehow her hymen's already broken. "You can stop if it
hurts," I tell her.
"It doesn't hurt," she gasps. "It's awesome. Fuck me, Tony, fuck me,
fuck my cunt, you gorgeous guy." Gone is is the innocent little preteen of
earlier, this girl is a package of raging desire, her breath coming in
gasps, her little body bouncing up and down to that my dick almost falls
out before it plunges into her anew.
"Take it, Baby," says Daddy. "Take it all, yeah, just like that.
Fuck his brains out, you adorable little slut. Oh, shit, I think I'm gonna
cum in my pants." What pants? He's wearing trunks, still, who cares? I
can see sweat running down her flushed face, her whole chest bright pink
with arousal. My cock makes squishing noises as it plunges in and out and
I'm right on the edge.
"I love you, I love you!" I groan as I feel my whole insides rush down
to my belly and up out of my cock, exploding inside her, pulse after pulse
as my pent up lust erupts like an artillery barrage. She keeps on lifting
and lowering herself for several seconds more, then lets out a little cry
and collapses on my chest, gasping for breath.
"I love you too, Tony. I love you and I love my Daddy. You made me
cum. It was incredible, like a breaking wave. I feel so happy."
I lean to one side to see how Daddy's getting on. He's sitting on the
floor, looking down at his trunks. The whole front of them is soaking wet.
"Jesus," he said, "I didn't even touch myself. I just came like a
fucking bullet, I was so turned on. Thank you, guys, you've made my very
happy." Fizz lifts herself off me, turns round and gives my dick a little
friendly suck, just to clean it up.
"I can taste myself," she murmurs.
"You taste good."
"I do," she says with a big, warm smile. She looks over her shoulder.
"How did I do, Daddy?"
He's lying on his back on the floor, his eyes closed, speechless.

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Later, as I'm leaving, I kiss Fizz goodbye and Daddy says, "You never
finished the story."
"No?"
"In the story, Daddy never got to suck Dick's dick, or vice versa, or
lick his arse, or feel his cock slide into him. I think Daddy should have
been royally fucked. Dick, too, maybe."
"Then I guess there'll have to be a part two."
"I could help you write it," says Fizz.

The end.

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