But her father merely smiled at her, continuing to slowly fingerfuck her.
“Didn't mommy make you come?” he asked her, apparently referring to a scene either deleted or not filmed. “Just a few minutes ago? When she licked your sweet little pussy until you were squirming all around?”
Noelle was breathing hard by then, her dad fingerfucking her just the slightest bit faster, and she pulled up her red sun dress the rest of the way. Almost to her narrow shoulders, as if she was too hot to stand it.
With her narrow bare chest exposed, I could see she had the slightest hillocks for breasts, starter-boobs like mine now, really, but boobs nonetheless, and her dark pinkish nipples were already large and puffy for an 8-year-old girl going on 9 at midnight.
Noelle reached up as her father continued manipulating her young cunt and began massaging her nipples, pulling at them with her fingers. Much like her mother had done to herself.
They were obviously very much alike, even then.
“Didn't mommy make you come real hard?” her dad asked her again. “I know I heard you come.”
Noelle's natural lubrication was flowing, her pussy slick and shiny with the oily juiciness of it. Her father's hand was already soaked.
She'd dug in her small heels, the white sheet bunched around her feet, her knees still spread apart, and started jerking her narrow hips off the floor every time his fingers disappeared fully into her cunt.
He started fingerfucking her a little faster, pumping three adult fingers into her at the same time. This was a shock to me-little Noelle, at even a younger age than when she'd seduced me in the school bathroom, could already take three fingers from her father. Entirely into her little pussy!
I guess she wasn't kidding when she said she'd done a lot of fucking at my parents' sex parties.
“Yes, but I wantyouto make me come, too, Daddy,” she panted. “Do it even faster, with your fingers.”
But in response, her father surprised her when he stopped fingerfucking her altogether, suddenly pulling his hand away from her hairless crotch. Noelle opened her dark eyes wide, looking to him as if she couldn't believe it.
“Daddy…!”
“I know, sweetheart,” he said to her. “Just be patient. You'll get to come real good soon enough.”
She gave him a little-girl pout.
“It'sneversoon enough,” she said sweetly. “And I can come again and again, so I like it when I come real fast, a few times in a row…so please put your fingers back into my cunt, Daddy.”
As the camera kept rolling, though, her dad got up onto his knees, his somewhat curved cock dangling between his legs. His wife did a close zoom on his penis then, the slick tip of it wet from his obvious pre-cum.
Like I said: high definition.
“Noelle, can I fuck you instead?” he asked her.
She nodded before speaking.
“Sure, Daddy,” she said, smiling, then asked, “Should I get on top?”
This obviously wasn't going to be her first time.
CHAPTER 12
On my television, while I listened intently through my earphones, I watched utterly spellbound as Noelle's father lay flat on his back on the white sheet. His rigid cock was hard, standing up on its own.
His young daughter moved into place beside him.
But instead of mounting him, she casually took his dick into her small mouth and began sucking just the round tip of it. I watched, amazed at her boldness, but only a few scant moments later her head was bobbing up and down enthusiastically as she gave him a blow job that any father (I was already starting to think like a little slut myself!) would appreciate.
I could even hear the faint slurping sounds her wet lips were making around his cock as it disappeared repeatedly into her 8-year-old mouth.
“Oh, my God…” I moaned softly, to no one. I still couldnotbelieve what I was seeing and I hadn't even gotten to the part about my own mother and father. “This is almost too much! I must be going crazy.”
I said that last, about going crazy, because what I'd seen so far had electrified me, sexually. My 7-year-old pussy was so wet and swollen it was throbbing. Even when my fingers weren't busy in it.
And, almost as if I was out of my control, I'd earlier put my DVD player on pause, then taken Noelle's panties out of my small purse.
When I started the DVD again, I was holding the crotch of the older girl's panties to my face, breathing in the decidedly feminine aroma of them. Of her young cunt. That faint odor, her youthful wet pussy smell, took me right back to our mutual fun in the bathroom stall.
At the same time, it fed my recent fantasy of sticking my face in her crotch.
I desperately wanted to lick Noelle's cunt, exactly-I imagined-as much as she wanted to lick mine.
“God, I'm so excited,” I moaned, again to myself. “I can't believe this! I'm not a good little girl anymore.”
That thought had come to me in the middle of watching the DVD and masturbating, the level of my sexual arousal growing more intense by the moment. Fueled by the clearly sick activity on the screen.
And even more so by my own sick activity, sitting there smelling Noelle's cunt using the surprise gift of her used underpants.
While I watched, Noelle lifted her head from where she'd been sucking off her father onscreen and told him, “I want you to fuck me now, Daddy.”
The camera stayed on her youthful face a long moment, then followed closely as the little brunette threw a skinny but shapely leg over her dad's hips and straddled him. The stiff tip of his twitching cock was just beneath her hairless pussy, her bare thighs spread widely across him.
Her bare little ass (as tanned as the rest of her, of course) was visibly trembling, as were the smooth backs of her supple young thighs. I couldn't tell whether this was from her excitement at soon fucking her own father or from merely holding herself up over him like that.
“Go ahead, sweetheart,” her mother urged from behind the camera. “Just do your thing.”
“Okay, mom.”
Noelle's mother had the camera down low, shooting from between her husband's fairly muscular legs so that his hard dick and hairy balls were in sharp definition. Also in very sharp definition, from behind, was Noelle's bare butt and the tight pink slit of her cunt.
“Give your daddy the kind of fucking he loves.”
Noelle looked back at the camera with a smile.
“The kind of fucking I love, too,” she insisted. “Daddy says I'm a fuck-a-holic!”
She had her small hands on her father's bare chest, leaning slightly forward. At the same time, his hands were cupping the small cheeks of her perfect little ass, gently squeezing them.
“Are you ready, mom?” Noelle asked, all little-girl eagerness. “We're going to start fucking now.”
Her mother kind of laughed, the camera nodding slightly as she did.
“I'm all set,” she told her daughter. “It's a great close-up of your dad's cock and your sweet little cunt. And the way he's spreading your butt open, I can even see your cute little asshole from here.”
And so could I, see her cute little asshole. Which sent another little unexpected shiver through me.
The high definition view of the little girl's bare ass, her smoothly-tanned cheeks spread apart by her father's hands, was so perfect on the screen that the tight darker ring of her puckered anus was highly visible.
Seemingly only a couple of inches away.
Slowly then, with a series of short little breaths as if she was doing gymnastics or something, Noelle lowered her young pussy onto her dad's cock. Her skinny legs were shaky with the effort, her little pussy so wet that the first touch of it-as it met with the upright head of her father's dick-left a shiny glimmer on it.
This wetness was particularly visible when she raised herself slightly back up, her young thighs trembling, to better position her slick little cunt. A moment later, she'd pushed herself back down.
I was masturbating like mad by then, my slim young fingers working feverishly as-at the same time-I continued breathing in the scent of my new little friend's pussy.