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 (g*, ped, inc)

   The other night Daddy and I were watching TV.  He was sitting on the
couch right behind me, and I was lying on my tummy on the floor coloring.

   I guess it's kind of my fault what happened.  I should know better.  But
sometimes I can't help it.  I lifted myself up on my knees as I was
coloring and let my bottom stick right up in the air, right where Daddy
could see it.  I knew he would be looking at my panties.  I even let my
nightgown ride up a little.  I like teasing.

   But then I started paying attention to the coloring again, concentrating
really hard to outline the shapes and then shade them in really pretty. 
Suddenly I felt my panties start to slide down my bottom, and down my
thighs until they stopped at my knees.  I stayed real still.

   Daddy said, "look at this mess you're making, leaving all of your
crayons lying all over the place." He leaned down and started to collect
them up, leaning closer, so I could feel his hot breath on my bottom.

   All of a sudden, oh my God, I'm so embarassed to even say it.  But all
of a sudden I felt one of those crayons at the opening of my pussy.  I
cried out and I thought it would make him stop.  But he just started
pushing the crayon forward harder until I felt it start to slide into me.

   I buried my face in the carpet, so ashamed.  So embarassed that Daddy
would do that to me.  But I know sometimes he just wants to show me that he
is going to do things, not because I need it, or even because I want it,
but just to show me that he can.  That he can do anything at all to me. 
That he can put anything he wants inside of me.

   I couldn't help it, but I was breathing heavy and kind of rocking back
and forth.  The crayon was sliding in awful easy.  Daddy was just sitting
there behind me, leaning down, watching the crayon.  And then I felt him
pull it out.

   I thought it was over and we were both real quiet for a minute, and then
I felt the crayon pushing at my bottom, at my little pucker.  I wanted to
clench up, but Daddy told me to relax.  He told me to breath deep.  He told
me to be a good little girl for him.  And I'm always a good girl for daddy.
So I relaxed and bit my lip and felt the crayon slide into my bum.

   He picked up another crayon, the turquoise one, and he held it up to my
mouth.  He told me to suck it and get it all wet, and then he slid it
easily into my pussy.  He was still for a moment, and I knew he was
admiring me.  Seeing the crayon sticking out of my little girl cunt. 
Seeing me with crayons sticking out of my holes, like such a nasty girl. 
Then he started fucking me with them.  Fucking his little girl, violating
me, making me into his little whore.

   And I liked it.

   He got up and knelt down just to the side of my face.  This part he has
done before.  He unzipped his pants and started rubbing his cock all over
my face and in my hair.  He told me, "Don't let the crayons fall out." He
knows the little girl is going to do exactly what Daddy wants, whatever he
tells me.  So I clenched real tight, even though it was really hard not to
push.  But I want to do what my Daddy tells me.

   He slid the head of his cock between my pink little lips and started
thrusting his pelvis forward, fucking my mouth.  He had one hand on my bum,
checking the crayons and pushing them in more, and one hand holding me by
the hair so I couldn't move my head.

   We started moving together in rhythm, fucking, daddy and daughter, one.
He said, "You like having things stuck into your cunt don't you?  You need
to have your cunt fucked so badly.  Such a nasty girl.  Such a dirty girl,
you don't even care what it is as long as you get fucked.  Daddy is going
to put all kinds of things inside of you and you're going to love it,
aren't you?" I tried to nod, but he was holding my hair tight and all I
could do was make a muffled noise.  Daddy doesn't need to hear me answer.
Daddy knows all the answers already.

   I knew he was going to come really hard as he started to spank my
bottom. But no matter how hard he spanked, no matter how deep he thrusted
into my little mouth, I didn't let the crayons fall out.  Not until I
started to feel the spasms, and the blood rushing to my head, and then I
jerked so hard and my muscles inside pushed so hard I pushed both the
crayons right out of me.

   I fell over, exhausted.  Daddy slowed down, but still kept his cock in
my mouth, slowly pushing in and out, in and out.

   He said, "Just you wait, little girl.  That little cunt needs to be
fucked.  The little girl needs it.  Just you wait."
   And I'm waiting