“Noelle really did this, too?” I asked as we parked outside a room. I could tell the blackout shades were already drawn. It was late afternoon, so it was still daylight out, but it looked private enough in there. “She let everybody fuck her?”
My dad nodded.
“She didn't have to be asked twice,” he told me. “And, like you, she really wanted to, as long as no one ever found out.”
“Exactly,” I breathed. “As long as no one ever finds out, I guess I'm ready when you are.”
Apparently, the weird lure of bare-assed sex resulting in near-endless orgasms, combined with the even weirder element of parental approval, was too great a temptation for most hormone-ravaged teens or preteens to turn down.
I know it certainly was for me-my own father was giving me permission to fuck as much as I wanted to.
At that point in my story, a shocked-to-the-core Amy began trembling violently. Her breath came in fitful little gasps as her fingers slid out of my pussy and moved quickly to her own. She lay back beside me as if passing out, her skinny, sweaty bare thighs suddenly splayed wide open.
“Oh God, it's too much!” the little 9-year-old panted. “I'vegotto come!”
I immediately slid my fingers across her slender bare hip and smooth tummy, then down along the swell of her hairless pubic mound, easily finding her moist little cunt under her own feverishly working fingers.
“Let me,” I told her, to which she merely groaned, but then moved her hand away from her pussy to grant me access. I told her, and meant it, “You still have the sweetest pussy ever!”
I probed into her narrow slit, her pink labial lips thickly swollen, the opening itself filled with oily wetness. My fingertips encircled her tiny clitoris under its fleshy little hood and caused her to gasp aloud, panting and trembling wildly with that indecent pleasure I knew fully as well as her.
“I love you, you little angel!” I told her.
“I love you, too, Kimberly-and I'm so close to coming, I can taste it!”
With her face turned to me, I kissed her gently on the lips. She shuddered, then kissed me back, then really kissed me, and the moment our pert little tongues touched, her first of several seemingly endless orgasms suddenly overwhelmed her.
“Ohhhhhhh! I'm there, I'mthere!”
Her skinny frame went taut from head to toe for a long breathless moment, but a quick second later she was squirming like she had an electric current coursing up her cunt, panting and moaning and groaning through pleasure so intense she seemed to be in another world.
While she squirmed under my touch, I repeatedly pressed her swollen clit into her pubic bone with my fingers, squeezing it almost. This got a further series of muffled little groans out of her as her young cunt oozed copious oily hot moisture, a virtual river of it coursing down between the narrow cheeks of her perfect bare ass.
Talk about a wet spot on the bed-for sure we'd have to wash the sheets before her mom got to them on laundry day!
As I masturbated her, I pressed my body against hers, feeling her heat as she squirmed and trembled at my touch. I pushed my own slickened cunt up tight against her bare thigh, then started to hump her skinny leg! Her reaction was to turn more fully to me and to begin pumping her hips against my hand in a fucking motion as I fingerfucked her.
The two of us were squirming so wildly and breathing so hard, in fact, it was like we were fucking for real!
Amy's pubic mound always protruded in a noticeable way, her hairless little slit usually obvious in her panties or even in too-tight shorts (which she loved to wear, showing off hergood parts!). This gave me an entirely new thought. I pushed her onto her back again, then slid on top of her. Suddenly, I was lying between her legs, my hot wet pussy pressed tightly against her hot wet pussy.
“Amy, let's fuck,” I whispered hotly. “I'll be the boy.”
And so, kissing her mouth with renewed fervor, I began pressing my cunt into hers, pumping my narrow hips between her sweaty open thighs and pretending to fuck her as best I could!
Amy was soon panting beneath me until she was nearly incoherent with gasping pleasure, moaning and pushing her hot little twat up into mine. She hooked her heels behind my knees, her skinny legs pumping and her toes spreading apart as she came yet again with a gasping rush of panting relief.
“Fuck me, Kim, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! OhGOD, I'm coming sogood!”
My own orgasm kicked in and I ground my pussy into hers even faster, pressing it into her pubic mound as if we were both on fire, countless spasms of exquisite pleasure exploding through my entire body.
When we finally gasped out the last of our moaning pleasures, we lay together for several very long moments. Her slim legs were splayed loosely open, every inch of her firm little body hot and sweaty, yet with me in no hurry to get off of her.
“That was fun!” she told me, breathless. “How come we never tried that before?”
“I just thought of it,” I said. “Did you come real good-and do you want to do it again?”
Amy put both of her small hands on my bare butt and gave me a quick little squeeze, then pulled my crotch back in tightly against her own crotch.
“Yes andyes,” was all she said.
CHAPTER 8
“I love it when you lick my cunt, Daddy,” I told him.
As I continued telling Amy: my father and I were alone in a large motel room at the Pink Flamingo, a mini-suite, really, with two queen-sized beds, a brown shag carpet, a full-sized couch that'd seen better days, and a desk with two straight-back chairs.
I was stark naked, sitting out in the open, tied to one of the desk chairs with several silk scarves. My hands were tied behind me and each of my ankles was tied to the bottom of a chair leg so my skinny thighs were spread apart. My father had wedged a folded-over throw pillow into the chair behind my bare butt so I was perched forward on the worn cushion. This, he told me, made it easier for him (or anyone!) to get at my pussy.
I was also securely blindfolded by a black silk scarf, which was part of my initiation, he informed me, and I was wearing a black leather and chrome dog collar with a long red ribbon tied to it.
Suddenly I was thinking this particular adventure might be a little weirder than I'd imagined.
“You're such a sweet daughter,” he breathed. “You should have your twat licked ten times a day!”
I had to smile at that.
“Sometimes I do, Daddy,” I admitted. “I told you, sometimes Amy licks mytwatall night, and I lick hertwatjust as much!”
I liked that word, twat. It seemed both dirty and funny to me, much likesnatch. Cunt, on the other hand, just seemed dirty. Which was also good.
“Did you tell Amy anything about us, yet?” he wanted to know. “You and I…messing around?”
I had to smile at that.
“Fucking, you mean, Daddy-you and I fucking. And, no, she doesn't know. Yet. But I know she'd love to join us at Clear Lake. She's definitely oversexed, like me. It'd be a lot of fun!”
He was quiet a long moment, while I sat there naked and blindfolded, clearly thinking it over.
“Okay,” he finally said. “Tell her about us, then invite her up next weekend.”
“Oh, God,” I said then. “It'll make her crazy, finally getting a chance to suck your big fat cock! Plus you can watch us-your sweet daughter and innocent little niece-do a 69 for you!”
“I can't wait,” he said. A long moment passed as he apparently pictured just exactly that. “But for now, let's concentrate on you.”
And then, kneeling in front of me, he returned to kissing every slippery surface of my cunt, licking his way inside me until I was squirming around with little whimpering sounds, straining against the silk scarves and urgently pushing my slickened slit right into his face.