I was a Child Sex Toy

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*this is very much based on the very real childhood of a friend of mine. I wrote this for her as a way of her taking ownership of what happened to her*

I remember the first day of 3rd grade, I was new to the school and
didn't know anyone. We had just moved from a small town in Indiana to a
much larger city in upstate New York. My father had left and it was just
my mom and I. She couldn't find work, so we moved back to where she grew
up and a lot of her family was. She was able to get a job and we got a
small house close to the school and her work, since we didn't have a car.

But that first day of 3rd grade changed my life forever. It was lunch
and I was sitting by myself. Everyone seemed to already have their little
cliques of friends and I was so shy. But about half way through lunch a
girl came over and sat down next to me.

"Hey, I'm Karen. You're new here, aren't you?" That question was the
beginning of my first friendship in my new school. We hung out every day
at lunch. She introduced me to some of the other kids. She was so awesome
and cool. She was so bubbly and always willing to bend the rules to have a
little fun. I wanted to be like her so much! She was so fierce and
confident. I loved just being around her.

Eventually I found out she lived just 2 streets over from me. We would
spend the afternoons running back and forth between our houses. My mom
worked doubles at the dinner to support us, so she was happy I had a friend
to spend my afternoons with until she got home. She was especially
grateful that Karen's mom and dad were always happy to have me over to
supper or to spend the night when my mom had to work graveyard.

Christmas vacation, we were off for 2 whole weeks, but my mom had to
work all the time. So I spent most of it at Karen's with her family. She
had an older brother and sister. They were always very nice to me. It was
like I was part of the family. I even had presents under their Christmas
tree come Christmas morning! My mom and I celebrated very early before she
had to go to work and then I ran over to Karen's house. My mom did her
best and I loved the presents she got me, but Karen's family really went
nuts on Christmas. Clothes, toys, candy, the whole nine-yards.

Since mom had to work all day and evening, I stayed the night over
there. We always had a bedtime of 9pm, but we never actually went to bed.
We would stay up in the dark just talking and laughing. This night was
different though. Karen wanted to play a different game. One that she
said she had heard her older sister, who was 14, talking about. She said
there was a special button that felt really good to be played with. She
stripped naked and told me to do the same. I laid back on the bed and she
went searching for this secret button. Her hands touched all over my body.
When her fingers found their way between my legs. I was shocked. I
clamped my knees shut but she told me to relax. That she knew the button
was somewhere between my legs. Her fingers slowly caressed the slit of my
little cunt. Pushing between my lips and finding, what I now know is my
clit. Shivers ran all over my body and I jerked back in shock. She knew
she had found it and kept rubbing it, softly at first but after I started
to calm down and get use to the sensation she rubbed harder and faster. My
heart started racing and my whole body tensed up and I had no idea what was
happening but it felt amazing. She then told me it was my turn to do the
same for her. Rubbing her little button the same way she had rubbed mine,
but the sensation didn't seem to shock her like it did me. I rubbed her
until she got really tense and then suddenly I felt her get extremely wet,
her ass pulling up off of the bed. It was amazing. I loved making her
feel good.

For the next week we played with each other's buttons as much as
possible. She told me that she had heard that it feels even better when
they're licked and sucked. She did it to me first and it was even better.
Any chance we got to be alone; we were licking and rubbing each other. I
considered her my girlfriend, and loved her so very much, but of course we
couldn't let anyone know. Around anyone else we always just pretended to
be BFFs!

On New Year's Eve, her parents had gone out to celebrate and left us
home with her older brother to watch us. He was 12 and was nice and all,
but he didn't have much interest in hanging out with two 8 year olds, he
mostly just wanted to play video games all night. So we were left to
ourselves to play, kiss, fondle, lick, and suck.

A little after midnight, I was going down on Karen and she was in the
middle of having a great orgasm, when suddenly her bedroom door opened.
Her brother was standing there just watching. I pulled the covers over us,
but it was impossible to hide what we had been doing. Karen was still half
out of it, and he had seen that we were both naked. He called us both
lezbos and threatened to tell his parents and all the other kids at school.
It was terrible. I thought we'd get into so much trouble and probably not
be allowed to see each other again! I swore to him that we weren't lezbos,
we were just playing around. Karen begged and begged her brother not to
tell anyone.

He stood there, silent, for a long time and then told us that if we
weren't lezbos that we'd have to prove it. He undid his pants and pulled
out his cock and told us that we both needed to suck his cock to keep him
quiet. Karen looked over at me and told me that we had to do it. She got
up and walked over to him. Knelt down on her knees and started sucking his
cock. I was in shock. It looked like she had done it before and she
wasn't scared at all. I was terrified and didn't move. Just watched from
the bed as she bobbed her head back and forth along his cock. After a few
minutes she stopped and looked over at me, motioning for me to come next to
her, "Samantha, you have to! Or he'll tell everyone you're a lezbo!". I
got up, mortified of what was about to happen and kneeled down next to her.
He pushed the head of his cock against my lips and as I looked over at
Karen she was pantomiming, showing me what to do. I followed her lead and
slowly opened my lips and let his cock slide into my mouth. He took
control from there, grabbing the back of my head as he thrusted his cock in
and out of my mouth. I kept gagging and trying to pull away from him, but
he just pushed harder into my mouth while gripping my hair in his hands.
Suddenly I felt his cock swell even bigger and then a burst of liquid shot
out of his cock and into the back of my throat. I nearly choked as it just
kept pumping out and into my mouth. Karen told me "swallow! Just swallow
it." That was when I knew she had definitely done that before. I swallowed
what I could, but a bit of it pushed out of my mouth and dribbled down my
chin. I gasped with relief when he finally removed his cock from my mouth.

At that moment the bedroom door opened again, but this time it was her
parents standing in the doorway staring at us. Their son standing there
with his cock hanging out, with Karen and I both still on her knees,
totally naked and I with cum on my face. I'm sure I was still red in the
face from barely being able to breathe with my eyes watering. Her parents
walked into the room and her dad came over to me.... He wiped the cum off
my chin with his thumb and turned to his wife and made a joke about how
"inexperienced" I must be at sucking cock. I was so embarrassed. I didn't
know what to do. Karen's mom grabbed his hand and wrapped her lips around
his thumb, sucking her son's cum off of it and then joked back, "well, then
you better help her out". And before I knew it, her dad had his cock out
and was shoving it into my mouth. He was so much bigger than her brother.
My jaw was stretched as wide as it could go and I had tears rolling down my
face had he held my head and forced his cock in and out of my mouth. Karen
just sat there watching. At the time it was just so surreal. Like it
wasn't even happening. I couldn't wrap my head around any of it. I could
see out of the corner of my eye, her mom stroking her son's cock as she
watched her husband violate my mouth. It was so clear right then in that
moment, but it wasn't until years later that I realized that it had all
been a set up. Karen lured me in and they made me part of their family,
all of it, every dinner, ever Christmas present, every lap of Karen's
tongue, probably even her "making friends" with the "new girl with no
friends", it was all a part of a bigger plan to get me where I was right
then at that moment, on my knees with this grown man's cock thrusting in
and out of my mouth. I can still hear his words in my head, clear as a
bell, "I'm about to cum.... you better swallow every drop...". He grabbed
my hair in his fist and tilted my head back as his cock pulsed cum into my
mouth, and I was sure to swallow every drop of it as it pumped out. As he
removed his cock from my mouth, I slumped down unsure of the whole world at
that moment. He pushed his cock back into his pants and as he, his wife
and Karen's brother left the room, he turned out the lights and told us to
get some sleep.

Karen and I didn't speak a word the rest of the night. We just laid
down and went to sleep. It was hard to believe what had just happened was
real. I thought that maybe I'd wake up in the morning and it would all
have just been a bad dream. But in the morning I woke up to the feeling of
a tongue pushing between the lips of my pussy. It was a feeling I had
grown to know very well, but I knew it wasn't Karen. The tongue was much
bigger. I looked down to see Karen's mom between my legs swirling her
tongue around my button and down, darting in and out of my vagina, an area
that Karen and I hadn't explored. It was only moments before I was
cumming. I didn't want to, but it just happened. It felt so good, but I
just wanted to cry as soon as it had passed. She told us to get up but not
to get dressed. We went to the kitchen were breakfast was waiting.
Everyone was there waiting for us and everyone was completely naked. That
was when I learned that their house rule was that no one ever wore clothing
in house unless company was over. I was no longer considered company. I
had truly been welcomed as part of the family. It was a very bizarre mix
of emotions.

We started school back a few days later. I was told that if I ever told
anyone about anything that happens at Karen's house that I would never be
allowed to see her again. So I didn't dare say a word. At school we
carried on, just as friends. But afterschool the moment we walked into her
house, I was always met by her dad, stripping my clothes off me and someone
was always licking me or fucking my mouth. Fingers had started to explore
my vagina and asshole. I was so weird at first and I hated it. But I
didn't want to upset anyone and not be allowed to see Karen anymore. I
just loved the moments when Karen and I got to play with each other, just
the two of us. She was so happy having me as part of her family that I
never would have done anything to let her down or disappoint her.

If the constant forced nudity inside their home wasn't enough, her dad
would always "dare" me to do extremely humiliating things. Once I was
forced to ride my bike around outside at night, completely naked. I was so
horrified that someone would see me, but I have to admit, the whole thing
ended with me really turned on. Sometimes when went out in public, he
would insert toys in to my pussy and ass.

That February I turned 9 years old. My mom was struggling to make ends
meet and was very relieved when Karen's parents offered to throw me a
birthday party and take me on a weekend trip to New York City for my
birthday. My mom was so busy and stressed that she never questioned
anything. Still to this day she has no idea the full details of what
happened all those years ago.

The birthday party was very normal. My mom was able to get off work and
our family in the area and my friends from school all came. I got loads of
presents. I was told that my present from Karen's family I would get on
our trip to NYC.

The next day we loaded up their SUV and hit the road. We weren't on the
highway long before her brother took out his cock and their older sister
began sucking him. None of it shocked me anymore. I just always expected
to see everyone playing with everyone. And it all seemed pretty harmless.
I mean, sometimes her parents would fuck in front of us, but us kids were
never involved in that. Just licking, sucking, and fondling. The two hour
car ride was filled with all of us taking turns in the passenger seat,
sucking off Daddy, as I had been instructed to start calling him, as he
drove and in the back everyone was taking turns with each other. It was a
good thing they had extra dark tint on all of the windows!

As we got into New York City, everyone got dressed and back into their
seats. We pulled up to the hotel and Daddy checked in. We were all
sharing one room, but it was a huge suite on the 32nd floor. There was a
Jacuzzi, kitchen, two king sized bed in their own partitioned off room, and
a giant tv in a living room area that had a couch. It was amazing.
Nothing I had ever seen before! There was a huge balcony with an amazing
view over New York City. I was in awe! The room, the view, the whole
thing was literally awe-some!

We unpacked our bags and I got my very first present. It was a fancy
evening dress, way too fancy and provocative for a 9 year old, but I loved
it! We all got dressed up and went down to the street; we hailed a horse
drawn taxi that took all 6 of us to a fancy restaurant for dinner. I was
told to order anything I wanted. I couldn't believe the prices, but I
ordered the lobster. I had never had it and knew it was expensive and I
might not have another chance anytime soon. It was delicious. We got
several fancy cakes and deserts afterward that we all shared. I was high
on the whole night as we rode back to the hotel.

Back in our room, we all stripped down and got into the giant Jacuzzi.
It wasn't long before hands started roaming. I could feel a hand inching
up my leg and I knew just from the touch that it was Karen's father. He
moved in front of me and began kissing me as his hands found their way to
my pussy, rubbing and fingering me as his tongue pushed in and out of my
mouth. His cock was hard and pushing against my thigh. I knew that meant
I was to start stroking it. Karen, her brother, sister, and mother all
cuddled at the other end of the hotub just watching. He sat down next to
me and lift me up onto his lap facing him, I could feel his hard cock
pushing against my thigh has his hands slide up my body and back down
again. One hand started fingering my pussy while the other was on his cock,
and he positioned his cock under me, pushing against my pussy. He looked
at me and told me not to be scared. That today, he was finally going to
make me really his daughter. And I suddenly felt the head of his cock
stretching at my tiny little hole. His hands pushing down on the top of my
thighs as he thrust up from underneath me. More and more of his cock
pushed into me. It hurt so bad. I begged him to stop, but he just kept
pushing deeper and deeper inside me. I felt like I was about to split open
as he started pushing me up and down on top of him. The warm water of the
bath sloshing around, harder and harder the faster he thrusted, a stream of
red swirled around until it disappeared. But as soon as one stream would
fade a new one would push out of me. It seemed to go on forever. Finally
I felt him tense up under me and I knew he was about to cum, for a moment I
was relieved I wasn't chocking with his cock buried into the back of my
throat but instead he was filling up my pussy and at least It was going to
be over soon. Or so I thought.

As soon as he pulled out of me, Karen's brother was behind me, he pushed
me down onto my knees and bent me over the edge of the hot tub and
immediately entered my pussy from behind. He was at least smaller than his
dad, so it wasn't as bad and eventually it started to feel good. Karen and
her sister came up, one on both sides of me and started rubbing my clit and
nipples as their brother fucked me. I could feel his balls slapping up
against me as he pounded into my tight cunt. It didn't take long before
his cum came shooting out and mixed inside me with his father's. What I
couldn't see behind me was their mother sucking Daddys cock to get him hard
again. As the brother pulled out of me, I again felt a moment of relief,
surely that was all I had in store for that evening!! I was very very
wrong.

Still bent over, I felt Daddy positioning himself behind me I heard the
sound of a bottle being opened and suddenly a glob of cold goo hit my ass
crack just above my asshole. His fingers began to probe my ass, pushing
the goo deep inside of me. My ass had been fingered before, even with
lube, so I just tried to relax even though the whole time I just felt like
I needed to take a huge shit. I was just glad that fingers no longer hurt
as they pushed in and out of my ass. But then his fingers retracted and I
felt the head of his cock push against the opening to my ass. And before I
could really think about what was happening I was screaming out in pain as
Daddy pushed the head of his cock inside me. I tried to pull away from
him, but Karen and her sister held me in place and clasped a hand over my
mouth to muffle my screams. Tears pouring down my face, he was trying to
take his time and be slow, but I could tell he was having a hard time
holding back. It only took a few minutes before I could tell that the full
length of his cock was burying deep inside my ass and he was pounding away,
in and out of it, he told me what a good girl I was being for Daddy, I did
very much enjoy pleasing him, but this hurt so bad. He really was the best
dad figure I had ever had. He took care of me which is more than I could
say about my real dad who just packed up and left, and as he dumped his
second load, deep into my ass, strangely enough, I felt really loved.
Sore, tired, used, broken, and abused, but loved.

That night I curled up between him and Karen, while her mom and siblings
shared the other bed.

The rest of the weekend was spent really breaking in my holes. And also
for the first time I saw Karen's brother fucking her, her sister, and her
mom. And saw Daddy fucking his daughters. It was clearly something that
had been doing for a while and hiding from me. At one point, while Daddy
was fucking Karen, I heard him say to her "thank you baby girl, you did a
great job bring me another little fuck toy" That was the beginning of the
shattering of the illusion that any of them actually cared about me as
anything more than 3 holes to be stuffed and fucked for their pleasure.

As time went on sex got rougher and kinkier. Blowjobs went beyond them
fucking my face and making me swallow their cum. Now they would wait, not
taking their cock out of my mouth, not letting me breathe, until after
their cocks got soft and then they'd let the warm piss flow from their
cocks and down my throat. I was forced to swallow every single drop. The
very first time t happened I was shocked and spit it all out all over the
place. I was swiftly punished with a big wooden paddle straight to my bare
ass cheeks. I'll never forget the sound that wood made as it crashed down
onto my bare skin and the stinging.... It was like being stung by a dozen
bees all at the same time. I got 5 very hard hits that night. My ass
checks were bruised for days. But I never spilled another drop of their
piss ever again! I always swallowed every single drop as it poured out.
Daddy would tie me up for entire weekends and let his drunk friends fuck me
any which way they wanted. Even when I cried and begged for it to stop, my
pussy and ass sore and raw from being used over and over again, it still
was the best "home" I had ever had and they knew that. So there was
absolutely no mercy. While tied up, I would get paddled and whipped for no
reason that I knew of.

But the time I was 10, they were hosting parties. Parents would show up
and to get in they had to bring at least one kid with them. The kids
ranged in age from 6 to 16. Before any adults were allowed to fuck the
kids, the kids were paired off and forced to fuck each other right there in
front of everyone. This way they knew there wasn't an undercover police
officer in the group tying to bust them. After the initial kid on kid sex
show, it was pretty much a free for all. We didn't really have much say in
who we fucked or how they fucked us. Women wanting to eat their husband's
cum out of pussy. Little girls getting trains run on them across the room.
Boys being ridden by single moms as they watched their little girls being
anally penetrated. Sometimes Karen and I were lucky and some of the other
men would just want to stand around and watch us going down eachother as
they jerked off.

At 12, Karen's mom asked me if I was on birth control. She had put
Karen on it months before, but I wasn't. It was so much simpler back then.
She just took me into the OBGYN and told them she was my mother. She told
the doctor I had been having "irregular periods" and wanted birth control
to help make them regular. And without questions or even an exam, they
wrote the prescription. She would give me my pill every day to make sure I
never missed. And with that, all of the men, Daddy, brother, and all of
the strangers at the parties could feel safe filling me up with their cum.

Around my 14th birthday she stopped giving me my birth control. She
told me it was time for Daddy to put his seed inside me. After that Daddy
was the only one allowed to cum inside my cunt. Everyone else was only
allowed to use my ass or my mouth. Even at the parties there were
bracelets for the girls who were "fertile" to wear to signal that only
their Daddy was allowed inside their pussies. If a man was caught fucking
another man's little girl's pussy while it was fertile, he was kicked out
of the group... and none of them wanted that. So it was always a
respected rule. It took about 4 months, but finally I missed my period,
and they had me take a pregnancy test. Sure enough, I was definitely
knocked up. Karen had been going through the same ritual trying to
conceive for her Daddy but hadn't yet. I could tell that she was pissed
off at me. I felt bad for her, but what was I suppose to do?

As I began to show, my mom started asking questions. She could tell
something was up. She took me to the doctor and they confirmed for her
that I was indeed, with child. Being only 14 years old, the police were
called in along with Child Protective Services. I knew exactly what to
tell them, that some boy from school had raped me and I was too scared to
tell anyone. I refused to "name my attacker". But they did a full exam
and could see that weren't dealing with a onetime rape, but rather years
and years of abuse. The police started questioning everyone in my life,
including Karen and her family. They asked Daddy and Karen's brother, who
was now 20 years old, for DNA samples to test against the baby when it was
safe to do an amnio. They both refused and stated that they police would
need to get a warrant. They were released and told not to go anywhere
because it would only be a day or so before the police would have a
warrant. But when the police went to Karen's house with that warrant to get
DNA, they were gone. The house was abandon. They had packed up everything
they could fit in their vehicles and left in the night. I never saw any of
them again.

I often wonder what happened to them. Where they ended up. If there
were ever other girls like me. How Karen is coping with all of this as an
adult. If she ever did get knocked up by her dad and if the cycle is just
repeating itself now with her daughter. After the birth of my little girl
I calmed down for a bit. Everyone saw me as a victim, so I was offered a
lot of help with my newborn. It wasn't long after she was born that I was
out looking for older men to use and fuck me. I knew what my holes were
for and I desperately needed them to be used or I wasn't a full person. I
was just shell of a person. Around 17 I started dating a 35 year old man.
We married as soon as I turned 18. He was everything I was looking for.
He was abusive and would force me to have sex with him anytime he wanted.
He and I had a daughter together before my 19th birthday. We divorced a
year later when he started hitting my 5 year old daughter. I didn't waist
anytime and quickly started dating a very nice young man around my age. He
was nothing like the other men I had let use me all those years, I got
pregnant again very quickly, and we married.

Now as I sit here and tell this story, I'm 28 years old and my daughter,
Daddy's daughter, is 13. My daughter from my first marriage is 8. And I
have a 7 year old and a 4 year old with my husband. Well, the youngest
might not be my husband's but he certainly doesn't know that. Settling
down is something I've only really done in appearance. I've cheated
several times. I just can't help it. I still crave being used as a dirty
cum dump by older men. My husband knows enough about my childhood to
explain me having a daughter right after I turned 15, but he doesn't like
hearing the details, so I've stopped trying to talk to him about it. So
what he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

My 13 year old daughter has recently started dating a cute 15 year old
boy. One day I was doing laundry and I heard the sounds of moaning coming
from our garage. I walked quietly to the door that leads from the house to
garage and slowly opened it. Before my very eyes I saw my daughter bent
over the hood of my car with her boyfriend just railing her hard from
behind. It was clearly not their first time fucking. His raw cock was
hammering into her tight little pussy. Her young tits bouncing back and
forth. Her moans took me back to the sound of Karen being fucked by her
dad as I watched. My nipples hardened and my cunt began to ache. They saw
me and jumped. He ran behind the car to put his pants back on but she just
stood there, naked, staring at me. I looked at them and simply said "Come
on, at least go to your room to do this. Anyone could walk in on you in
here!" I think they bought thought I was just joking and I had ruined the
mood anyways. They just left to go to a movie without saying another word.

I immediately went to my bedroom and stripped naked. I grabbed the box
of toys under my bed. My fingers rubbing my wet cunt as I pulled out a
large butt plug. I use my ample pussy juices to lube it up and slide it
deep inside of my ass. And then I grabbed my 8 inch vibrator and began
pounding it in and out of my wet hole. It didn't take long before I was
cumming and a huge spray of my cum shot out of my pussy, soaking my thighs
and the bed. I knew my husband and wasn't going to be home any time soon
and that my younger daughters were fast asleep. I knew fucking myself
wasn't going to be enough. I picked up my phone and sent a simple text to
a 54 year old man, "Come use me, NOW". It wasn't long before he was there,
he knew when I texted him that it meant he could just come in and find me.
No words were spoken as he stripped naked and started fucking my mouth,
pushing me down onto my knees , fists tangled into my hair as he made me
gag on his huge cock. He reached down into my toy box with one hand and
grabbed the ball gag. Pulling his cock out of my mouth, he jammed the gag
into my mouth and fastened it tightly around the back of my head. He knows
it's important not to wake up my girls. He then threw me down, bent over
the end of the bed as he began fucking me. He fucked me so hard that every
time I came, my cum sprayed out of my pussy and down my legs. One of his
hands on the back of my head, pulling my head back by my hair as he used my
slutty cunt to please himself. His free hand constantly spanking my ass.
Eventually I felt his cock explode inside my cunt, painting my hole with
his cum. Still rock hard, he quickly yanked the butt plug out of my ass
and swiftly replaced it with his cock. As he fucked my ass, he moved both
his hands around my neck and began choking me. Tears streaming down my
face, his cock ripping into my asshole, finally his cum pumped out of his
cock once more and filled my ass..... as he finished cumming, he let go of
my neck and I fell down onto the bed, gasping for air. His hands then
grabbed my asscheeks as he pulled his cock out. He pulled my cheeks apart
so he could see my asshole gaping open with his cum slowly leaking out.
And as his cock soft, he grabbed me, pulled me up back onto my knees in
front of him, pulled the gag off of, and forced his limp cock, fresh from
my ass, into my mouth. I then felt a very familiar warmth as his piss
began to flood my mouth. I instinctively began swallowing. I wouldn't
have spilled a drop, except that right at the very end, when there was just
a couple seconds left, he pulled his cock out and let it flow over my
entire face and down my chest. As soon as he was done, he pulled his pants
back up and was gone. I washed my face and tits, so my husband wouldn't
smell piss on me, but I left my cum filled pussy and ass until the next
morning.

A couple days later she came up to me and asked "Mom, were you serious
about Alex and I being allowed to have sex in my room?" I told her of
course I was. Just as long as it was what she wanted and she enjoyed it
and that they were safe. Oh and not to let her step-dad or her sisters
find out. We went out the next week and got her on birth control. Even
though, I do have to admit that I considered not doing or saying anything
to her about birth control. The image of her belly swelling with child at
such a young age, even younger than I was when I had her... well, it made
my pussy drip with excitement. But I pushed that thought out of my mind
and got her on the pill. And ever since her and Alex have been banging
like rabbits every chance they get in her room. I know this because I
drilled a tiny hole in her wall that I can see her bed clearly from the
bathroom next door. And I watch as my daughter getting fucked and sucking
his cock. His cock is pretty big for his age. I have to say, I'd let him
fuck me! She did tell me that me walking in on them turned her on a bit. I
joked that maybe she could talk him into have an "audience" sometime. She
joked back that she'd try. If that happened who knows where it could lead,
but for now I rub my pussy as her's gets pounded, forcing myself to be
quiet as I cum. I love watching as she swallows his load.

I look at my younger daughters and, while I would never want the life I
had for them, I still get seriously wet when I think about how good they'd
all look being used and fucked by their dad.... If he was even into it,
which I know he's not. But when he's fucking me late at night, after
they're all in bed, in my mind I'm picturing his cock buried deep inside
each of their pussies, filling them up with cum, and making them swallow
his cum and his piss. One night I asked him to force his cock deep into my
throat, cum and then piss into my mouth and he freaked out of me. He
called it disgusting. That he loved me too much to ever do anything as
degrading as that. Still to this day, the only man I really feel loved me,
was Daddy! He knew what I needed even when I didn't. Even when I hated
something, he knew I would grow to love and crave it. He saw me for the
little cum, dump, slut that I truly am even at just 8 years old.
Those 6 years were the best years of my life.