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 Saturday Obscene 2(Mg, inc, ped, medical?) By Aden East





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





   My nose itches and I can't scratch it.  I wiggle it, but Daddy's pubic
hair keeps tickling it, and I sigh around his cock.  In and out, in and
out, his rigid member slides past my lips and over my tongue and finally I
can't take it anymore, I turn my head and rub my nose vigorously.  Daddy's
cock bumps into my cheek and leaves behind a streak of moisture, but I just
keep rubbing my itchy nose.  Daddy takes my little hand and wraps it around
his shaft, guiding it up and down for a few strokes.  Finally my nose stops
itching and I finish jacking him off, obediently opening my mouth to
receive his semen on my tongue when he comes.

   "Mmmm, good girl." Daddy pulls his pants back up and gives me an
affectionate pat on the head.

   "Can I go watch a movie now, please?"

   "Sure, baby."

   I bound down the stairs and into the living room, putting in one of my
favorite dvd's and settling on the floor in front of the TV.  The movie is
almost over and there's a knock at the door, but I can't find Daddy, so I
answer it by myself.  There's a man in a brown uniform holding a box and a
clipboard and he smiles at me when I open the door.

   "Hi honey, is your father home?"

   "He is but I think he's in the bathroom."

   "Well I have a package here for him.  If I give it to you will you make
sure he gets it?"

   "Okay!"

   He chuckles and hands me the package, makes a note on his clipboard and
walks off.  I close the door and run back to the living room with the plain
brown box.

   "Daddy!?"

   I hear his voice coming from upstairs.  "Up here!"

   "You got a..  a..  package!" I climb the stairs with the parcel, and
head for Daddy's room.

   Daddy's sitting on the edge of the bed, a towel wrapped around his
waist, his hair still damp from the shower.  I hand him the package and he
frowns a bit.

   "Did you answer the door?"

   "Yes, and there was a man wearing these funny brown shorts..  He asked
if you were home and you were but I couldn't find you."

   "You shouldn't answer the door unless I tell you to."

   "Oh.  Sorry, Daddy.  What's in the box?"

   "It's something fun."

   "Is it a toy!?"

   "Kind of.  It's a grown up toy, but we can play with it together."

   "Oooh, can we!?  I wanna see it!"

   Daddy chuckles at my enthusiasm and opens the box.  I peek inside and
look back up at him skeptically.  "Those don't look like toys."

   "They're not like your toys, baby.  They're Daddy's toys."

   "Oh.  They still don't look like toys."

   Daddy ruffles my hair and takes the towel off, laying it down over the
edge of his bed.  I watch intently as he removes items from the box and
sets them down on the bedside table.  They look a little scary, and I
decide I'd rather play with my own toys, so I head for the door.

   "Ah, get back here, young lady.  We're going to play."

   Daddy picks up a fat tube thing and his bottle of clear slippery stuff.
He sticks the end of the syringe into the lube and draws back the plunger,
filling the tube.  Then he puts a weird, narrow, nozzle thingy on the end
of it and lays it on the table next to a clear plastic thing that looks
like a duck's bill.  I'm awfully confused and Daddy grins at me.

   "It's okay, you'll see what they're for in a minute.  Come here."

   I walk over and Daddy gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before
pulling off my pajama top, then my bottoms and finally my panties.

   "Daddy, can we go play checkers instead?  Or do a puzzle?"

   "Later.  Let's play Daddy's game first.  Lay down on the bed with your
bum on the towel."

   I climb up onto the bed and Daddy's big hands push my legs open.  He
kneels down in front of me and kisses my tummy, then my thighs, then he
uses his fingers to open my tiny pink pussy lips and kisses my clit.  His
tongue is warm and wet as he runs it up and down my slit, flicking it
softly over my little button and wiggling it against my hole.  I feel my
muscles relaxing and I forget all about the scary toys while Daddy's warm
mouth does nice things to my cunny.  Just as I start to feel tingly he
moves his mouth away and I pout.

   "But..  Daddy..."

   "I'll do it some more in a few minutes, baby." He takes my ankles and
moves my feet up onto the bed, and pushes my knees wide apart.  "Stay open
nice and wide for me." Holding my pussy open with one hand, he uses the
other to insert a clear plastic speculum into me.  When he opens the
speculum it feels so strange, my body feels full and empty at the same
time. I close my eyes as he picks up the lube filled syringe.  He looks
inside of me, then places the end of the syringe against the center of my
cervix and pushes gently.

   "OW!  Daddy, that feels weird and it hurts!"

   "Shh, it's okay, it'll only hurt for a minute or two.  You be brave now
and keep your legs open nice and wide for Daddy."

   I hold on to the edge of the bed.  Daddy's face is a mask of
concentration as he looks up inside of me, slowly pushing in the plunger on
the huge syringe.  I get this really strange feeling in my tummy and whine
a little.

   "You're doing great, baby.  Keep nice and still for me, now."

   I resist the urge to pull away, keeping my eyes focused on the top of
his head while he fills my eight year old womb with cold, slippery gel.  A
few moments later he withdraws the now empty syringe.

   "How does that feel, baby?"

   "Weird, Daddy.  Can you take that thing out of me, please?"

   He closes the speculum and withdraws it from my body.  I sigh in slight
relief, but still feel strangely full.  Daddy stands up and I can see his
cock is rock hard.  He picks me up and lays me flat on the middle of the
bed, resting on his side next to me.  His hand rubs slowly down over my
distended tummy, and the pressure feels foreign and strange.

   "Daddy, I have to pee!"

   "No, sweetheart, I know it feels like you do, but it isn't pee, you're
just full down there."

   "But, I have to pee!"

   Daddy gets up and gets a few more towels.  "Here, lift up.  We'll put
these under you and if you have to pee, you just go ahead and pee, okay?"

   "But..."

   "Shh, it's okay, honey."

   He opens my legs and kneels between them, his warm, wide palm softly
caressing my curved belly.  I let my legs fall open wider as his other hand
rubs over my pussy and his thumb finds my clit.

   "Mmm, that's what my baby girl likes, isn't it?  You like when Daddy
touches you there?"

   "Oh yes, Daddy."

   His thumb moves off my clit to rub up and down between my lips, then
presses firmly against my sensitive little nub again, circling it, brushing
over it, sending delightful little tingles through my body.  He takes hold
of his rigid member, rubbing the fat purple head up and down my slit,
anointing my chubby vulva with his pre-cum and masturbating my tiny clit
with the tip of his cock.  I moan softly, lifting up my hips as the heated
throbbing of his manhood pulses against my pleasure center, bringing me to
the edge of an orgasm, but he pulls away from my clit and slides into me.

   I can feel every thick, veiny inch as his hips push forward, his cock
invading my little body.  I'm stretched and filled in both womb and pussy
and I whimper uncomfortably.  Daddy sits down, his legs straight out in
front of him, one on either side of me.  His eyes roam over me hungrily and
his hands caress my legs, then my hips, and my sides and they linger over
my swollen abdomen.  He rocks his pelvis, the slight movement making his
cock caress my insides.  Finally one of his hands moves to my pussy,
rubbing my clit again.  I close my eyes and sigh softly.  Daddy chuckles.

   "You really do love it when I touch your pretty little clit, don't you,
baby?"

   "Yes, Daddy..  It feels so nice."

   Daddy pulls me closer, putting my feet on the other side of his legs,
pushing his cock deeper inside of me, and I can feel his balls pressed
against my little bottom.  His thrusts are short but I can feel every
slight movement his cock makes inside me.  With every pass of his finger
over my clit I get closer to cumming, and my breath is puffing in and out
of my lungs, my hips wiggling.  Daddy lifts me and slides an arm underneath
my hips, angling them up towards him, his thrusting never stopping. 
Daddy's hand moves over me, pressing down on my belly while his thumb
quickly rubs my pleasure button, and I moan, pulse pounding, ears hot,
every nerve on end.  My mind stops, and all sensation is centered around my
pussy.  Daddy fucks his cock into my impossibly tight little hole, the
pressure of his hand on the outside of my womb slightly painful as it
begins to contract with my orgasm, the lube he filled me with leaking out
around him, dribbling down his balls and between my ass cheeks.  I nearly
scream, bucking my hips up against him, his thumb rough and fast on my clit
now as the second orgasm washes over me.

   "Oh cum on me sweetheart, that's it.  That's my girl."

   "UUhhhh Dadddddyyyyyy!"

   He grabs my hand and puts it on my pussy, and I rub furiously while
Daddy holds my hips tightly and slams himself into me over and over.  He
roars like a lion, ramming his cock home one final time as he empties his
load into his little girl's body.  Looming over me, his hands gripping me
tightly, I can feel his cock jerking and spurting inside me, his cum mixing
with the lube, with nowhere to go it gushes back out of me, coating my
inner thighs.  A moment or two passes without either of us moving, then
Daddy softly rubs my legs and withdraws from me.  I feel a warm dripping
coming from between my legs and I turn bright red.

   "I'm sorry I peed on your bed, Daddy."

   "You didn't, sweetie, but let's go to the bathroom now, okay?"

   "'Kay." Daddy helps me to the toilet and I sit down.

   "I'm gonna give your tummy a nice rub while you pee, and it'll help get
all of that gooey stuff out of you, baby.  You go ahead and pee now."

   Daddy puts one hand against my lower back and one over my lower belly. I
start to pee and he pushes in on my lower belly, the pressure causing the
rest of the lube and cum to come gushing out of my hole.  I'm embarrassed
and ashamed, and I hide my face in my hands.  Daddy keeps pushing for a
minute, then kneels in front of me and pulls my hands away from my face.

   "You don't have to hide your face, baby.  You have no reason to be shy
with Daddy!  I love you very, very much, and you make me so happy when you
let me play with you.  You're such a good girl for me." His lips are warm
and soft as he kisses my forehead, then my lips.  "Let's get you cleaned
up, now.  Open your legs." I spread my legs and Daddy takes a wad of paper,
softly wiping away the mess.  He helps me up, then turns on the water and
fills the bathtub.

   Once the tub is full I step into the steamy, warm water, and sink down.
He steps in behind me and pulls me back against him, reaching for the
sponge.  I lay my head back on his chest and he holds me close, soaking the
sponge and squeezing it out, dribbling water over me.  My eyes drift closed
and I dose off with Daddy's hands lazily moving over my shoulders and
chest.

   I'm vaguely aware of Daddy's fingers tweaking my nipples, and his
erection stiff against my back.  He says something my hazy brain doesn't
register and I mumble "Daddy lets take a nap.."

   "Mmm, not just yet, baby."

   I feel his hands under my arms, and he lifts me and turns me around,
settling me down on his lap.  I wrap my arms around his neck and lay my
head on his shoulder, never opening my eyes.

   "Daddy wants to be inside your perfect little body again." His breath is
warm against my ear.  He pushes into me and slides me down onto his cock,
wrapping his arms around me tightly.  My head is resting against him, my
flat chest pressed against his torso, my pussy filled with his cock.  I
whimper quietly, but he just wraps his arms tighter around me and rocks me
back and forth over him, grinding me against his cock.  Our movements slosh
the water around in the tub, so Daddy stops.

   "Baby, squeeze me." His voice is breathy and rough.

   I use my pussy muscles to squeeze his cock once.

   "Uhh.  That was good, baby.  I want you to do that again, and keep doing
it, okay?"

   "I don't wanna.  I wanna take a nap, Daddy, I'm sleepy."

   "Just a little more, baby, then you can take a nap."

   I wiggle a little and squeeze him tightly once, twice, three times.

   "Mmm, just like that, sweetie.  Keep going."

   I keep squeezing, and Daddy holds me close to him, his hands moving up
and down my back while my tight little pussy milks his cock.  Over and over
I contract around him, caressing his thick member with my velvety walls.

   "You gonn' cum now, Daddy?"

   "Keep it up, little one, I'm almost there."

   I wiggle around on him, and start rocking my hips in time with my
squeezing.  I lay my hands on his chest for better leverage and thrust my
little cunny down onto him, squeezing tightly as I slide back up, the water
splashing around us.  Thrust, squeeze, thrust, squeeze, my tightness
enveloping him as my fingers dig into his chest.

   Finally he pulls me firmly down onto his cock, buried as deep as he can
go, he groans loudly and humps against my little body, grinding his cock
into my cervix and spilling his seed into my tiny womb, filling me with his
Daddy juice.

   He buries his face in my hair and mumbles "My good girl, my sweet baby."
while his cum leaks out of me.  After resting a minute he stands and
sponges us off, then wipes us down with a fluffy towel.  I waddle off
towards his bed but my stomach growls loudly, and I hear him chuckle behind
me.

   "How about lunch first, then a nap?  You go put on some clean pj's and
I'll go make something to eat."

   I take off for my bedroom and yell "Macaroni and cheese!  AND cartoons!"
over my shoulder, because, after all, it is Saturday.



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   This Author does not condone any situation or occurrence in which a
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