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 Saturday Obscene(Mg, inc, ped, reluc, object)



   By Aden East

   (C) 2010



   The following story is erotic in nature and should not be viewed by
anyone under 18, or those who are offended by such material.





   I lay on my back with my knees pulled up.  Daddy dribbles some clear,
slippery fluid between my legs, then rubs the fat head of his cock up and
down my chubby little slit.  The slippery stuff is kind of cold, but
Daddy's cock is hot, and he pushes just the tip into my cunny, then he
leans over me and slides as far in as he can, pressing his pelvis against
me as he rests his hips between my thighs.  His cock stretches me, fills
me, and as I feel him throb against my contracting walls he whispers "such
a good little girl."

   The tip of his cock grinds against the end of my tunnel as Daddy makes
me wrap my legs around his waist.  He leans back and my hips leave the bed.
one of his hands grasps my waist, the other he lays flat on my tummy, just
above where our bodies meet.  I feel so full, like my whole being is being
pushed out as he starts to slide himself in and out of my hole.  His pubic
hair is scratchy against my hairless mound, and as he settles into his
favorite rhythm my mind wanders.  It only takes a few minutes before he
gets close, and I can tell because he starts grunting and pushing himself
into me harder and harder, like he's trying to slip past the barrier into
my womb.  His hands grip me tightly around the waist and he lets out a
feral roar, pumping his sticky seed into me.  He holds me still, tight
against him until his cock goes soft inside of me, then he pulls out,
watching his thick white cum seep out of my little pussy.  He reaches down
and spreads my lips open, stretching me wide.  "You look so good when
you're full of Daddy's cum, sweetie." He slips a finger into me and wiggles
it around, then rubs it against my tiny clit.  I turn my head, unable to
look at him.  I'm so ashamed that it feels good when he touches me there. I
know I should want him to stop, but I'm actually a little dissapointed when
he pulls away and heads to the bathroom to clean himself.  I feel hollow,
like all of me has disappeared except the throbbing ache between my legs. I
wait until I hear him turn on the TV downstairs before I go take a shower.

   I stand under the hot spray, letting it run down my prepubesent body. 
I'll be nine years old in a few weeks.  Mommy left when I was four and I
don't really remember her much.  I sometimes wish she had taken me with
her- mostly on the nights when Daddy does the really strange things to me.
I wonder if I'm a bad person because it feels good when he touches my.. 
what did he call it?  Oh, my clit.  I reach down and rub it a little, then
I take the shower sprayer down and direct it between my legs.  It feels so
nice, all that warm water running over my sensitive areas.  I put a foot up
on the rim of the bathtub and hold myself open, aiming the stream of water
at my clit.  The water hits my little nub, then runs down along my slit,
washing Daddy's cum down the drain.  I stay like this for a few minutes,
but the water starts to turn cold.  I finish washing and getting dressed,
then I head downstairs to the kitchen for some breakfast.

   Daddy comes into the kitchen as I'm putting my bowl in the sink.  "How
about we head to the grocery store and get the stuff for my world famous
grilled peanut butter burgers tonight?" "Oh!  Can we?  Please!?  And can we
have ice cream too!?" He chuckles.  "Sure thing, but we have to have a
salad with the burgers then.  Gotta get some kind of veggies in you!" I
make a face at him, which prompts more chuckles as we head out the door. 
All through the grocery store I don't pay much attention to what goes into
the shopping cart, but once we get to the ice cream section I'm every bit
as discerning a shopper as a five star chef.  By the time we get home it's
already time to start cooking.  Daddy makes up the burgers and puts me in
charge of tearing the lettuce for the salad.  I go to get the dressing out
of the fridge and wonder why Daddy bought three cucumbers when we only used
half of one in our salad.  "Soups on!" "Daddy, we're not having soup! 
We're having salad." "Ah yeth.  We ARE having thalad thith evening." I
giggle uncontrollably at Daddy's fake lisp, which he keeps up through most
of dinner.  I want ice cream right away, but have to wait.  Daddy says we
were going to watch a movie first, and puts a dvd in the player and we get
comfy on the sofa.

   The title shot says "Organic Living." After the credits, the movie opens
with a scene of a little girl in a garden with her mother.  They're pulling
up carrots and picking green beans and cucumbers and all sorts of
vegetables.  The movie goes on to show the pair washing all of the veggies
and putting them away, all but a carrot and a cucumber.  The mother then
lays on the table, opens her legs and slides the carrot into her pussy. 
The little girl stands in front of her mother and begins nibbling the end
of the carrot, eventually having eaten the entire carrot, she begins
licking her mothers clit, while simultaneously working the cucumber inside
of her.  My stomach falls.  I know why Daddy bought extra cucumbers now.  I
look up at him, a little scared.  He sees that I know and he stops the
movie.  His arm comes around me.  "Sweetheart, you don't need to be afraid.
Daddy likes trying new things, and the lady in the movie had fun, didn't
she?" My voice comes out in a whisper.  "But Daddy, I don't like when you
put things inside of me.  I only like when you touch my bump." "Oh, baby.
You'll get used to it, and you'll like it someday, I promise.  But if we
stop then you won't ever like it.  Come on now, lets go play, and then you
can have a big bowl of ice cream after." He gets up and leads me by the
hand into the kitchen.  I see the two cucumbers on the counter and wonder
how he'll ever fit them inside of me.  Daddy spreads a towel on the kitchen
table and leaves for a minute.  He comes back with the bottle of clear,
slippery stuff and sets it and the cucumbers on the table.

   "Take your shorts off, baby." I whimper and shake my head no.  "I said
take them off.  Be a good girl now, or you won't get any ice cream." "I
don't want any." I see him getting angry but I can't make myself do it.  He
tugs my shorts and panties down to my knees, then lifts me up onto the
table and pulls them off.  "Lay back." I just stare at him with tears
stinging behind my eyes.  "I will not stand for this disobedience.  From
now on when I tell you something you will say 'yes daddy' and do as you're
told or I'll put you over my knee and spank your ass!" Resigned to my fate
now, I lay down.  The table is hard under my back.  Daddy pushes my knees
wide apart and his face is still angry, but his hands are gentle as he rubs
my inner thighs.  "Just relax, honey.  You have no reason to be afraid."

   I close my eyes and Daddy starts softly rubbing his fingers over my
cunny.  After a minute or two I start relaxing, and he uses his thumb and
forefinger to hold my lips open while he drips lube down onto my slit.  His
thumb finds my clit and rubs gently.  I wiggle towards him, opening my legs
wider.  "Mmmm.  My little girl likes that, doesn't she?" I feel my cheeks
get red.  "Yes, Daddy." "Good girl." His thumb circles my clit lazily,
sending warm waves through my eight year old body.  He slips a finger in
and out of me a few times, then squirts lube on his forefinger and middle
finger and slides them both inside of me.  It stretches me a little, but
his thumb keeps rubbing my clit to distract me.  After two or three minutes
he adds another finger, and this hurts.  "OW!" "Shhh.  It's okay honey. 
Just relax." His fingers stop moving, staying still inside of me while his
thumb moves back and forth quickly over my clit.  I open my eyes and look
down at his hand, three fingers pushed deep into me and it makes me feel so
dirty, but his thumb just keeps moving and it feels so nice.  His free hand
rubs my thigh and I concentrate on the warm, pleasurable feelings in my
tummy.  When Daddy's fingers start moving again it doesn't feel as bad, but
I can feel every inch of them as they slide in and out of my small opening.
He adds a little more lube and works his fingers in and around before
pulling them out again.  I feel gaping and empty when his fingers withdraw,
and I pout a little because his thumb has moved off of my clit.  After
bending my knees and putting my feet up on the table, he picks up the
smaller of the two cucumbers and covers half of it in the slippery lube. 
It feels strange as he places it against my hole and I close my eyes
tightly.  "Don't tense up now, baby." I force my muscles to relax. 
"There's my brave girl."

   The first inch of the dark green cucumber slides into my slippery pussy.
Daddy waits a minute, then starts working more into me, twisting the
vegetable from side to side while pushing it deeper.  It has lots of little
bumps on it that feel kind of good when he twists it, but it's so fat
around the middle I don't know if I can take anymore.  I whimper as he
pulls it out a little, only to move it deeper into my cunny than before. 
"Oh baby, you're such a good girl for Daddy.  We're almost there, darling.
Yessss, that's it, stretch your pretty pussy for Daddy." I don't really
hear his words over the roaring in my ears.  I feel my body yielding slowly
to the insistent pressure of the cucumber.  My baby tunnel stretches to
accommodate the intrusion, and eventually Daddy works the vegetable into me
as far as it can go.  He holds it there, filling me, stretching my pink
little girl parts wide around the fat green cucumber.  I wiggle, opening my
legs wider with a little whine.

   "Daddy it's too big!" "Shhh, sweetheart, you can take it.  You're my
brave girl, aren't you?" "But it hurts, Daddy." "Just stay still, it'll
stop hurting in a minute, baby." I lay immobile on the kitchen table while
Daddy holds the cucumber inside of me.  He starts to rub my clit again. 
"I'm going to let go of it in a minute, honey, and I want you to squeeze it
with that pretty little pussy for me, okay?" "Okay, Daddy." His eyes are
transfixed on me as he lets go of the cucumber.  I bare down, squeezing my
pussy around it and it slowly slides out of me.  Daddy pulls the last inch
out of me and slides two fingers inside, rubbing them against my walls. 
"You are such a good little girl for me, sweetheart!" "Daddy, can I get
dressed now?" "No, honey, we're not done playing yet."

   I pout a little as Daddy pulls his pants off, freeing his massive
erection.  He adds more lube to my stretched out little hole and slips
himself into me.  His thumb finds my clit, and the sensitive little nub
twitches under his attentions.  My pussy grips him involuntarily, and he
moans, rubbing faster.  The pain fades slightly, and I feel pleasure
building in my belly, but then he begins thrusting in and out of my abused
little hole and I whimper.  It only takes him a few thrusts before I feel
the head of his cock swell and press against my cervix, his seed erupting
in hot gushing pulses, filling my cunny with his thick cum.  He continues
to stimulate my pleasure nub as his cock deflates inside of my body.  He's
gone completely soft, and slips out of me.  I feel his fluids dripping down
the cleft between my ass cheeks.

   "Such a pretty little pussy." He slides two fingers inside, then pumps
them in and out quickly, the thumb of his other hand still moving in
circles over my clit.  His fingers make squelching noises as they fuck me
through his cum.  I concentrate on the good feelings emitting from my clit
as Daddy continues to finger me quickly, and new sensations build in my
tummy.  My breathing gets heavier and small whimpers and moans start
escaping.  Daddy's cock has gotten hard again and I close my eyes tightly
as he stuffs it into me.  He grabs my hips and pulls me back to the edge of
the table, pressing into me as far as he can go.  His finger flicking back
and forth over my clit feels so good, I squeeze his cock tightly, thrusting
my pussy onto him.  "Oh, yesssss, baby!  Good girl!" "Daddy, it feels.. 
I...  oh!" He grinds into me, pushing hard against the entrance to my eight
year old womb, and I buck my hips, arching my back, pressing my clit hard
against his finger.  Everything inside me pulses and vibrates, exploding
into wave after wave of pleasure.  I cry out, shuddering violently, my
pussy contracting around Daddy's cock.  Daddy groans loudly, slamming in
and out of me a few times before pushing the fat head of his cock against
the end of my tunnel, spraying it with his cum.  Daddy lifts me up, keeping
himself as deep in my body as he can, he holds me close and carries me over
to the sofa where he sits down with me straddling his lap, his cum sealed
inside of me by his cock.  I lay my head on his shoulder as he rubs my
back.

   "Such a good girl.  You're such a good little girl for your Daddy." I
sigh.  "Did it feel good, sweetheart?  Did you like cumming on Daddy's
cock?" "I didn't like when you put the cucumber in me, but I do like when
you rub my bump, Daddy." I hear him chuckle a little but it sounds like
he's far away as I drift off to sleep, still full of his cock.





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   This Author does not condone any situation or occurrence in which a
child is abused or harmed in any way.  All stories by Aden East are a work
of fiction and any characters contained herein are fictitious.  Any
resemblance to persons alive or deceased is completely coincidental.