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 story_codes: M/g, pedo, cons
story_intro:
Daddy has noticed, how his daughter secretly masturbates and decides to

"help" her...



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   My Sweetest Piece of Ass

   Written by Healthyfantasies





   My wife Bev's daughter from a previous marriage was about 4 years old
when we married.  I'll call her Amy so as not to reveal too much
information.



   Anyway, I noticed even while we were still dating that Amy had
discovered her little twat, and I had seen her hunching her hand while
lying on her tummy on the floor on a few occasions.  I didn't even realize
until then that little girls could get sexual pleasure at that young an
age. But the fact was driven home late one night while we just lying around
watching TV.



   Amy didn't want to go to bed, so we let her stay up late with us for
awhile.  We were all tired out from a day of fun, and Bev had dozed off
next to me.  I thought Amy was asleep on the floor, too, but when I raised
up slightly to check on her, I saw her little panty-clad butt humping
gently away at her hands beneath her hips.



   As I mentioned, I had witnessed her doing this before, but because her
head was turned away from me, I had a clear view of her this time, so I
decided to just watch her for awhile.  It turned out to be a pretty
interesting watch, as she squirmed quietly on her tummy, and rotated her
small hips as she worked her little snatch with her fingers.  I tried to
imagine what she might be feeling, but I knew it must be good ... 
otherwise she wouldn't be doing it so much.  But was it like when I jacked
off?  The way she was clenching her little 4 year old butt and wriggling
around, I concluded she was definitely getting sexual pleasure from it. 
And that realization began to make my dick hard as I watched her.  After
all, the thought of secretly watching a little kid rubbing herself off
right in front of me was pretty hot!



   As Bev slept silently next to me, I quietly watched Amy for about 10
minutes as she aquirmed, then rested a few minutes, then began hunching her
hands again.  Her humping finally began to get a little faster, though, and
now she was really clenching and grinding her hips into her hands.  Then,
abruptly, she dug her toes into the carpet, froze, and I watched as visible
shivers ran through her small body and her legs quivered and stiffened. 
After a few moments she sank quietly onto her hands, slowly pulled them out
from under her, and lay quietly for several long minutes, breathing deeply.
Still, she was facing away from me and wasn't aware I had watched her.



   Frankly, I was in shock.  I had just watched a 4 year old child hump
herself to an obvious orgasm right before my eyes!  I didn't even know it
was possible for a kid that young to get off ...  but I saw it happen.  My
dick was hard as a rock and aching for attention by now, because that was
one sexy show!  As I looked on her in awe, she slowly turned her head in my
direction ...  I quickly shut my eyes, and I don't know if she caught me or
not.



   About that time, Bev woke up and realized how late it was.  She got Amy
up and scooted her off to bed, and we said our goodnights at the door. 
When I got back to my place 15 minutes later, I went straight for the
bathroom and beat off until I came a huge wad in the toilet.

   ......





   Fast forward a few years.  Bev and I married, and as time went by I
would occasionally catch Amy humping her hands just like when she was a 4
year old.  But now she was 10, and Bev had recently confided in me that she
had gotten her first period.  That somehow made it more real to me - she
was now officially a woman, sexually, and if anything, the orgasms she had
been capable of for years must be stronger than ever.  So as I watched her
lying on her bed one night through her not-quite-closed door, I got
seriously horny as she shivered through a hard orgasm.  It made her jerk
and squirm on the bed, and I could barely make out little stifled gasps of
pleasure as it coursed through her preteen body and made her soar like a
bird.  It was impossible for me not to imagine sharing that orgasm with
her, but I knew I'd get be crucified if I ever actually laid a hand on a
child her age.  Still ...



   I think I fucked Bev raw that night, and I couldn't get Amy's wriggling
little ass out of my mind as I porked her.  I imagined Bev's body was Amy's
as I rammed my hard shaft into her wet love tunnel, and visualized Amy's
little body writhing in pleasure as I fucked her.  I had an awesome orgasm,
and that became my favorite fantasy as I made love to my wife.  I never
actually touched Amy during that time, but in my mind I fucked her
senseless many times.  And I have to tell you it was fabulous.



   Then one night while she was in the bathtub, I slipped into the bathroom
to get the watebasket for the trash pickup the next morning.  There was a
door to the tub and toilet separating it from the dressing area, but she
had left it ajar.  I carefully peeked in through the crack in the door, and
I could see her lying on her back in the tub, just relaxing in the warm
water.  The tub was only full enough to barely cover her hips and tummy,
and the way she was resting her upper body on the back of the tub, I got a
perfect, unhindered view of her nicely-developing breasts.  Even at 10-1/2
years old, she was sporting some very cute little titties, an obvious
result of her early maturation.  And these tits were pointed little
cone-shaped beauties, bigger than a tennis ball already, and with
surprisingly nice little pink nipples capping them.  I nearly shit myself
watching her and hoping Bev didn't walk in and catch me.



   I was ready to fuck Bev's ass off again that night after watching the
steamy bathtub scene, but she wasn't feeling good, and I was left hard and
aching.  I finally got to sleep after an hour of restlessness.



   The following morning I was awakened by Amy slipping into bed on the far
side of me, next to Bev.  It was a cold December morning, and she was just
snuggling with her mom to get warm.  I slipped off to sleep again for a
short while, but was awakened again when Bev got up to take her bath.  Amy
stayed in the bed, basking in the residual warmth of the covers, dozing
quietly.  I was in a sleepy dream-state myself, I guess, but I was awake
enough to realize the object of my recent sexual stimulation was in the
same bed as me.  And my hardon of last night came back to me with a
vengeance, pushing my briefs out in an obscene bulge under the covers.  I
knew deep down inside I just HAD to get closer to her.



   Hoping against hope that I didn't scare her off, I slowly and quietly
moved over in the bed next to Amy.  She was lying on her left side with her
back to me, and I eased up to her pressing my body into hers, like two
spoons in a drawer.  She turned her head back to me when she felt me move
against her, and I whispered to her that I was cold and needed to get warm.
She turned her head back away from me and was soon dozing again.



   At first I tried to keep my hips pulled back away from her little round
butt, because I knew she would immediately feel my hard dick against her. I
dropped my right arm over her waist innocently and hugged her gently.  She
didn't move.  The heat of our two bodies was wonderfully soothing in the
cold room, and I could feel it rolling up and out of the covers around my
face.  But my horniness wouldn't let me stay away from her long, and I
slowly eased my mid-section up against hers, hoping she wouldn't freak when
she felt my cock.  Just down the hall, I could hear the water running in
the bath.  Bev liked to take long baths with the water slowly running and
keeping it warm.



   Amy slept in panties and an oversized tee-shirt like her mother, and
they both wore those kind of panties cut high on the hips and low at the
waistline.  On Amy's small ass, they had a tendency to slip into her crack,
and I'd spent plenty of time over the years lusting after those panty-clad
little globes of assflesh as she wandered through the room or lay in the
floor watching TV.  Now they were snuggled up to my groin and my hard
dickshaft began to slip into the warm crevice between her buttocks.  I had
to grit my teeth to keep from giving away just how horny I was ...  hell, I
had to consciously make myself not tear her panties off and sink my dick in
her right then and there.  I worked to keep my breathing steady as possible
so as not to scare her, but I slowly nuzzled my face into the crook of her
neck, planting a small innocent kiss on her neck.



   Actually, I hoped it would somehow make her horny, too, but I figured
that was too much to hope for.  Out of one ear, I could hear the water
continuing to run in the bathroom, and my cock was now physically aching as
it felt the heat from her young ass.  She would occasionally move a little,
and it gave me intense waves of pleasure as her little asscheeks massaged
my engorged dick.  When I got this way, it was like the only thing that
mattered in the world was getting sexual release.  I can understand how
people on crack feel when they need a hit ...  the yearning in my groin is
the only thing that matters to me when I get really, really horny, and my
whole being becomes focused on my balls and my throbbing fuckhose.  I
thought once that if she moved again I might just lose it and squirt my
underwear full of cum.



   Then the unimaginable happened.



   This little 10 year old slowly, slowly slipped her right hand down
between us toward her butt.  I held my breath and my face felt suddenly on
fire ...  I just knew she was going to figure out what was happening and
scream bloody murder.  Ugly visons of my wife shrieking and crying and me
in jail flashed through my tortured mind.  But to my utter disbelief, she
snaked a tiny hand down between us and gently grasped my swollen cock.  If
it hadn't been for the horror I had felt a second earlier when I thought I
was going to be castrated and jailed, I would have shot off on the spot. 
But her caress was gentle and sweet, not threatening, and I quickly
recovered and began to bask in the sensations of small fingers on my fat
dick.  All questions about why she might be doing this flew out of my mind
as my the organ between my legs took over control from my brain.



   With her back still to me and not a word spoken, she then drew her hand
up enough to slip it inside the waistband of my shorts, and I almost passed
out when I felt skin against skin as her tiny cool hand explored my
steaming-hot fuckpole.  It was the most extraordinary feeling I've ever
experienced, and I found myself holding my breath, unable to breathe.  When
I finally exhaled, I again nuzzled her neck and kissed her in gratitude,
still not sure what was happening to me, nor why, but driven by some
intense primordial urge to continue it.



   And her hand on my dick gave me the courage to slide my right hand up
from her waist to cup one of her wonderful little breasts.  I squeezed it
gently through the tee-shirt, then snaked my hand down and under the hem
and back up to feel it in its naked glory.  Sweet mother, it was wonderful
- firm and pointy, and I coudl feel the little nub of hard nipple against
my fingers, I quickly moved my hand over and squeezed the other one.  At
that, Amy sighed deeply, and I became aware she was breathing as hard as I
was.  Through the flesh of her breast I could even feel her heart beating
rapidly.  She squeezed on my dick - hard - and I grunted at the unexpected
discomfort.  I still wondered to myself if I was dreaming all this or if it
really was happening.



   Then, without turning her head, I heard Amy whisper, "We've got to
hurry. Mom will be through with her bath in a few minutes."



   It was the first time she'd spoken, and although she had said it in a
whisper, her words hit me like a baseball bat.  I was suddenly in a dream
world again, not knowing if I was imagining this or if I'd somehow died and
gone to heaven.  I couldn't move.  But Amy could, and I felt her draw up
her knees and quickly pull her panties down and off.  Still in a daze, I
slipped my briefs off in a single move, and when we came together again and
my searing hot dick was pressed against her cool soft buttocks, I almost
cried.  It was the most exquisite feeling I'd ever experienced, and it just
radiated through my entire body like some kind of warm syrup sweeping over
me.



   My hot and painfully-horny dick was now nestled between the cheeks of
her small sweet ass, but before I could savor it too long she lifted her
right leg and bent at the waist, jutting her butt at me.  My cock slipped
smoothly into the space between her legs, and I felt the incredible heat
and creamy softness of her 10 year-old pubes against my hyper-sensitive
cockflesh.  I forced myself to listen for a second, and I was relieved to
still hear water running down the hall.  My attention snapped back to my
groin, though, as Amy squirmed against my raging cock.  As if by magic, my
dickhead found the opening to her twat, and I was amazed to feel a lot of
moisture.  Her mother got very wet down there when she was horny, and I
guess Amy inherited that wonderful trait.  Her slippery juices quickly
coated the head of my tingling dick as I moved it around in the tender
folds of her warm sticky little-girl pussy.  My heart was pounding so loud
in my ears I could hardly stand it.



   But she was more aware of time than I was, and she urgently thrust her
hips back at me, whispering, "Hurry ..."



   That was all I needed ...  I once again found her vaginal opening and
pressed my cockhead against the small hole.  To my amazement, her body
opened up and it began to slip slowly inside her.  I frankly didn't know
what to expect, but after the head popped inside her fuckhole, the rest of
my shaft was drawn slowly inside her warm slippery sheath like a magnet. 
Once again I went almost into a dream state ...  it was like I was swimming
underwater and everything was in slow motion.  One hundred percent of my
consciousness was focued on my cock and her pussy, and I lost all other
feeling in my body.



   Like the instinctual thing it is, though, my body knew what to do, and I
began to slowly ease my aching rod in and out of her snug little cunt.  It
was the tightest thing I've ever felt, and without her generous lubrication
I could never have penetrated her.  But I could feel every single fold and
ripple of silky moist flesh inside her, and my dick was on fire with
sensations I've never felt before.  I was vaguely aware she was making
little whimpering sounds as I slowly pistoned her, and that just raised my
passion another notch.  My face was still buried in the hollow of her small
neck, and I could smell traces of shampoo and teenage-girl perfume,
intensified by her body heat and my own heightened senses.  The warm covers
were like a soft enveloping coccoon that isolated us from the rest of the
world and concentrated the sensations of her small soft naked body on mine.



   I wanted it to last forever and ever, but I suddenly and frighteningly
became aware I no longer heard water running, and my blood ran ice-cold in
my veins.  I knew it was only a matter of minutes before Bev would finish
her bath and return to the bedroom.



   But I had come this far and I wasn't about to stop now.  With renewed
focus, I began to fuck this child faster and harder, feeling the end of my
cock bottom out against her soft rubbery cervix and my groin slap against
her small buttocks.  After what seemed like only a few seconds, I abruptly
felt her clinging vagina clench my dick even tighter.  Little spasms and
twitches rippled through her insides and milked at my cock as I heard a
sharp intake of breath and felt her body stiffen against me and tremble. 
It was too much for me, and my overloaded senses dumped.  The orgasm I had
was the hardest I think I've ever experienced, and my stomach literally
cramped as my prostate and balls served up a huge load of syrupy semen,
spewing it hard against the child's cervix and no douobt forcing it clear
inside her ripening womb.  I was floating, weightless, as electric
sensations of blissful pleasure rippled and pulsed through my body and
sucked every ounce of energy from me to deposit it deep inside the small
body in which I was buried.



   And then it was over.



   And Amy was pulling me out of her and scrambling to get her panties back
on as we heard the bathromm door open.  And I was tearing up the bed
looking for my shorts.  With great control, Amy leapt out of bed as Bev
walked in, saying, "Wow, I'm glad you're finished.  I was about to pee in
my pants!" And she scurried quickly down the hall.



   I had managed to get my shorts back on and the covers pulled up before
Bev came into the room, and I silently prayed she didn't recognize the
scent of sex that I'm sure filled it.  I thought she had an odd look on her
face, but she didn't say a word.  As soon as Amy finished in the bathroom
and went to her own bedroom, I hopped up and went in to clean myself up as
Bev dressed.  I checked the sheets later and was relieved to see none of my
massive cumload had escaped Amy's tight little love-channel and there was
no evidence to clean up.



   It was only later that it dawned on me Amy obviously wasn't a virgin,
and she eventually told me how it happened.  We fucked for over five years
after that, stealing our private moments when we could and usually
fornicating furiously when we got the opportunity to be alone.  Often it
was a quickie with Amy bent over and me entering her doggy-style like our
first time, but every time was golden.  Bev never knew we were doing it, as
far as I know, and our own sex life was actually enhanced by my occasional
chances to taste Amy's sweet young girl-flesh.



   My sex life has been unbelievably rich, but nothing will ever match the
excitement and wonder of that first unexpected fuck on a cold December
morning.  It was definitely the sweetest piece of ass I've ever had.



   END

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