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 (g*, inc, ped)

   Last night I heard the TV on while I was lying in bed.  I couldn't sleep
and it was making all these moaning sounds.  I snuck out of bed really slow
and quiet and stood at my bedroom door.  I could see the TV across the hall
and through the slats in the room divider.

   The people on TV were nekkie and doing very naughty things.  There was a
man and a woman and he was sticking his cock in her and she was making
weird faces.  But I could see the back of Daddy's head as he sat on the
couch and he was leaning back, all tensed up.  He was bobbing around a
little and making quiet, funny noises.

   So I crept across the hall and stood right up next to the room divider,
peeking through, and I could see daddy's arm moving furiously up and down
as he was watching the movie.

   The floor creaked and I panicked.  I hate those floors!  I stood still
for a moment, quiet as a mouse, frozen there.  But he was distracted and
didn't hear me.

   So I stood there and watched the movie, and watched him pull at his
cock. I couldn't see very well, but now I know that's what he does.

   But then another man came on the TV!  There were TWO men.  And this man
shoved his cock in the lady's mouth and they were both fucking her.  I was
so surprised, and OK, kind of excited, I made a sound, like, "Oh!" and
daddy's head whipped around real fast.

   His eyes flashed with anger and I was so scared.  I'm not supposed to be
up after lights out.  But then they softened, and he said, "Well, c'mon,
little girl, if you're going to watch you're going to watch with your
daddy."

   So I walked a few steps down the hall and into the living room.  Daddy
patted the couch next to himself and held the blankie up for me to climb
in. It was warm and smelled kind of musky.  I cuddled up, and that's when I
realized daddy was nekkies too.

   I leaned up against him, feeling the strangeness of his warm naked skin.
I rested my head on his chest, and he put his arms around me.

   He smiled at me, and then we turned back to watch the movie.  He asked,
"Do you know what they're doing, little girl?"

   I was quiet.  I didn't want to get in trouble.

   "It's OK.  You can tell your daddy anything.  Tell daddy what they're
doing, lovely."

   "They're fucking."

   He laughed a little bit.  "That's right, lil girl.  That's exactly what
they're doing."

   Up on the screen the girl was on all fours.  One man was behind her,
pumping away and holding her hips.  The other man had his cock in her mouth
and was pulling her by the hair.

   Daddy was quiet a minute, then he asked in a whisper, "Do you like
watching them fucking?"

   I mumbled, "I guess."

   Daddy started tickling me.  "C'mon, silly girl.  Tell your daddy.  Do
you like it?"

   "Maybe."

   "Do you want a man to fuck you someday?"

   That made me really quiet.

   Daddy said, "Well, if you won't fess up, I know one way to tell if you
like it."

   He slid his right hand around my waist and held me tight.  With his left
hand, he reached between my legs.  I wiggled and I wiggled, but he was
holding me tight.  His hand slipped easily into my soaking wet slit. 
"Well, there's your answer, babygirl.  I think you like it a lot."

   I should have been ashamed, but I was too overwhelmed.  He has only ever
touched me before to rub a little when punishing me, to calm me down.  I
never had daddy rub me like this, and his big rough hands sliding down my
slippery pussy was the best thing I maybe ever felt.  I leaned back against
him, surrendering to the feeling.

   Daddy pulled me up a little, a little closer and started to pull his
hand away.  I whined and he laughed, "It's OK, you horny little girl." He
slid his right hand down between my slit and started rubbing up and down,
making little circles around my button.  Without me even telling them to,
my legs opened up and he said, "That's the way.  Spread your legs wide for
daddy."

   With his left hand he pulled the blankie off his lap and his cock sprang
up.  He went back to rubbing it, with his finger still wiggling in my
pussy. We looked up at the screen and now there were two girls on TV.  One
of the girls was licking the other girl's pussy and sticking her finger in
her.

   Daddy asked, "Do you like that little girl?"

   I was quiet, so he started to take his hand away.  I said, "Yes, yes,
daddy I like it.  Just don't stop."

   He asked, "Would you like to lick another girl's pussy?  Would you do
that for daddy?"

   His hand felt so good on me, I was all dreamy and woozy.  I said, "I
would do anything for my daddy."

   He slid his finger inside me now and started fucking me with his finger.
I almost fell over.  Oh God, it felt so good.  I love my daddy so much.  I
need him so much.  He makes me fel so good.  I don't ever want it to stop.

   He said, "That's because you're daddy's good little whore now.  You're
Mine and you're going to do lots of things for daddy you never even thought
of before."

   I could barely say, "I'm Yours.  I'm daddy's..." before I exploded all
over the place, bucking against daddy's hand, squirting and gushing all
over.  I never felt so good.  I never loved daddy so much.

   When I was worn out, I realized daddy was still talking.  He was saying,
"That's the way.  That's a girl.  Do it for daddy, Just like that." I
looked up, my eyes out of focus, and he took me by the hair and pushed my
face down onto his cock.

   He was still rubbing away, and could only push my mouth down as far as
the head.  His hand hit my face with every stroke as he jacked off right
into my mouth.  Right into his baby's mouth.  He arched his back and it
seemed like there was cum everywhere, in my mouth, on my face, in my hair,
all over his legs.  I laid down in it and rested my head on his lap.  He
stroked my cum-soaked hair, and he said, "I love the little girl.  So
much." Then he pulled me up to him and he kissed me.  A real kiss.  A big
girl kiss.  He loves me.  My daddy loves me.