Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. DADDY SAYS YOU WANT TO TOUCH ME MMb 6 cons exhib oral anal pedo first time interracial Summary: Ronni is a precocious 6 year old cross dresser, a girl in a boy's body whose Daddy has a gambling problem. Ronni is given to a huge black man for a couple of days but she takes control. Disclaimer: This is total fiction which includes activities of a sexual nature between adults and children. If this type of fiction offends you do not read this tale. Then seek professional help. I was incredibly good at what I did. I had a natural knack for it. From the time I was five years old, I was able to attract the attention of men. Not only was I a looker - I was smart. And since my family moved almost every year of my life, I had an endless stream of new men to seduce. Let me tell you a little about me. My name is Ronni, I'm a girl born with a boy's body. I've always known that I was a girl. It just took a long time for every one else to figure that out about me. I had all the male parts, which a lot of men surely seemed to like, but I also had a boy pussy that gave them the same pleasure any girl could give. My slightly curly blond hair fell almost to my shoulders by the time I was five and my mother let me dress as I wished which was usually in either short dresses or tights. I guess she knew I was a girl, or maybe even molded me that way as my shrink has tried to convince me. "It's your mother's fault... not yours." What an idiot. I was a willing little slutty girl with a boy's dick. My father could not have cared less. His only interest was in sports book betting and he was good at it some of the time but it always caused trouble. We moved every time he got deeply in debt to his bookie. We'd have new names, we'd be in a different cheap motel, we'd be eating steak and lobster one week, beans cold out of a can the next. I think he first realized I was a slut boy when I was six. That was the first time he "offered" me as payment for a debt. Ralph was a big black man. Well, to me any man was big, I guess, but Ralph was big. He was also a nice man but he was definitely a man so he had needs and desires. He thought I was a little girl and he treated me like that. "Yo daddy says you gotta come with me, little girl. You know what that mean?" I actually didn't but he was paying attention to me and I loved that... a MAN paying attention to me? "My daddy say you want to touch me." "Yeah, I gonna touch you, little missy, but I ain't gonna hurt you much. That be OK?" "OK. You promise it not gonna hurt much? You ain't gonna spank me, is you?" "No, I ain't gonna spank you but I gonna take off them clothes an' touch you all over, that be OK?" All I could do was nod. He'd been calling me missy. He thought I was a girl and I liked that a lot. I let him take my hand and let him lift me up into his truck to sit beside him. We drove to a part of the town I knew, not more than a block from the little day care center Mommy sometimes took me to. He carried me into his third floor apartment and set me down on a sofa that smelled like cigarettes and beer. "OK, missy, you's mine for a coupla days, so we may as well get to know each other. My name's Bongo. I jus gonna call you missy, that OK?" Bongo, what a funny name. I almost laughed when he said it but I was afraid he might get mad. "I gonna be kissin on you now sos you jus relax, unnerstan me?" I sat there on the sofa, wondering what his kisses would feel like. The large man sort of picked me up under my shoulders and scooted me farther into the cushions, my short legs sticking straight out. He straddled me, one knee on either side of my legs, he leaned down and started little kisses. My cheeks, my eyes, my ears, my neck... that felt good. He sucked on my neck, it sent chills down me. I wanted his kisses. Putting his big hand under my chin, he lifts my face up. His eyes are closed. He gently kissed my lips. Two kisses, four, the kisses are getting harder, his large lips engulf my mouth, I feel his tongue probing my lips, he runs his tongue over my teeth. Then its in my mouth. My tongue feels his. He presses against me, I feel his hands holding my face, he pulls me up to him tightly. I like it. He shifts to the left, his hand is on my chest. I feel him running his fingers over my breasts. I'm six years old. Does he think I have titties? I don't think he cares, he's feeling me up. I want him to touch me. I want his kisses. My tiny dick surges, I know it is hard. I want him to touch it. All of a sudden I'm sitting on him, facing him. I don't even know how I got there but I feel a hard rod poking against me. He's sweating. He's breathing hard and deep. Somehow I got this man excited. I'm on my knees facing him, his hands are on my calfs, he's shoving my shoes off, my socks, my feet are bare. He feels my feet, feels my toes, my little girl toes. He runs his hands up my legs, they are under my dress. He is so gentle, he runs his fingers lightly up my legs, I tingle all over, it almost tickles. He grabs my ass, both hands are holding my tiny little butt. He kneads me, he pulls my butt cheeks apart and pushes then back together again. His fingers are under my panties, so gently he touches me, then so hard he squeezes. He's hunching himself against me, he is panting, he kisses me hard, his tongue shoves deep in my mouth. "Unnnnhhhh, unnnnhhhh, unnnhhhhh, oh fuck. Unnnhhhhhh, unnnhhhh, Jesus." He stops touching me. His hands fall to his sides, his head rolls back against the couch. "Holy jesus, missy, you done got me off," he says. I'm not sure what that means but it seems to have taken the spirit out of him. He's noodly. I want him to continue. I want him to kiss me hard again like he did. I want him to keep touching me. "Wha's a matter, mister? Why'd you stop?" I like the big black man. I'm scared that somethings happened to him. "Aint' nothing the matter, missy. You good. I likes you a lot. You done got me off with nothing but kisses." "I likes kissing you. You nice to me." I tell him honestly. "You kin do that more if'n you wants." "Oh, I gonna, missy. I gonna. You and me gonna do a lot of stuff whiles you with me." `You want me to take off my clothes now?" A double edged swrod. I wanted to get naked with him. But he thinks I have a pussy. I wish I had a pussy. What I got is a tiny little very hard little dick. But I want him to like it. "You see, mister, I might be a little different than what you think." "What you mean, missy?" he cocked his head to the side, wondering what I meant. "I show you. Please don't be mad at me. It ain't my fault." I scoot off his lap and stand before him. I reach to the hem of my dress and pull it up off my head. I stand before the man with nothing on but my blue nylon panties. The outline of my hard little dick is clearly visible. His reaction amazes me. "You gots a dickie!" He rocks back his head in a huge burst of laughter. He reaches for me and pulls me to him, he hugs me tight. "Thas perfect, litlle missy. I can't think of anything that could make me happier. I gots a pretty litte girl, she got pretty hair, she flat as a board and gots a little dickie I can suck." He hugs me tightly and stands, lifting me up in his arms. "I think I's in love!" I'm carried to a bedroom. Bongo stands me on his bed, it sags in the middle. He pulls my face to his and kisses me full on my lips. It's a gentle kiss, a loving kiss. "You is fantasy come true, chile. We gonna have a good time together. I gonna suck, we's gonna fuck - but I promise I gonna be careful not to hurt you too much cause I wants you to like it." "I like you," I says, cocking my head to the side like he did. I kiss him. I press my lips against his and touch his l ips with my tongue. He opens his teeth and our tongues dance for a moment. "Oh shit, missy, you gonna tear me up." He hugs me again. I think he loves me. He disappears into the bath room. I hear water running in the shower, he emerges moments later. He is terrifying. He is black all over, his chest is massive, the bottoms of his feet are yellow, a sharp contrast to his black skin. And his dick sticks straight out in front of him. It must be a yard long. It's not that I've seen other dicks, only my daddy's, but this man's cock is huge, and it's hard as a steel rod. "You wanna play some more, missy?" I nod. He reaches for my panties, hooks his fingers into the waist and slowly lowers them. My hard little dick gets hung up in the elastic and finally bounces up to my flat tummy. He laughs, almost giggles. For a big black man, he is child like and gentle. He is my gentle giant. I love him. He is playful, he makes a quick move to the left, then back to the right, I try to catch him, he swipes under my arm and I'm in the air. I fall to the bed with a bounce, we both laugh, he is beside me on the bed. We are naked together. He pulls me to him, his hard dick pressing against my legs. For the first time, Bongo gently reaches for my dick. It's as big or bigger than it has ever been, maybe a little more than three inches - if that much. He holds it between two fingers and gently squeezes it. He runs his fingers over my tight smooth ball sack. He kisses my mouth, gently, lovingly. "I wants you bad, missy. You beautiful, you my little princess. You be my queen." He kisses my neck, I love that. I press myself against him, letting him know how I feel. He moves down my body, kisses my shoulders, my arms, back up to my chest. He gently sucks on my nipples, he teases them with little nibbles. He's kissing my belly, my things, god I want him to kiss my dick. Then he does. He kisses my balls, he lifts my legs up and kisses them, his hands are under my butt, he squeezes. Then I am in his mouth. Oh my god, what a wonderful feeling. My tiny little thing is in a man's mouth. It is warm, he is gently sucking it, I feel his tongue on it. Then he has my balls and my dick in his mouth. He feels me with his tongue. I have never imagined anything so sweet. He is making love to me with his mouth. He lifts my legs and puts them over his shoulders, he lifts me up. His tongue is on my boy pussy. He is licking it. He probes it with his tongue. He plunges his tongue into me. I am in heaven. I feel a hard urge to pee. I shudder, I feel light headed, I feel something overcome me. My head bends back on my neck. I press into the man. The feeling is, is, is, Oh Shit. What the fuck happened to me? I feel like I'm flying, like I'm falling. I feel sweat rolling down my cheek. What did he do to me? I collapse on the bed. Bongo is above me. He is smiling. He is happy. "You awake yet?" he asks. "What happened?" "You done had an orgasm, missy. An I bets thas the first one you ever done had, ain't it?" I nod, still not understanding what happened. "An what that tells me is that you gonna like fuckin. I never seen any little one like you before. You done get butt'gasms." He laughed at his own humor. I still didn't understand. "What you mean `butt'gasms?" "Missy, you done got off with me kissing yo hot little pussy. Nex I wonders what you gonna do when I gets to suckin that pretty little dickie." PART TWO - THE NEXT DAY We slept for the most part last might. Bongo held me close to him all night. His huge body was warm and fuzzy. He'd told me he was going to have to hurt me today and that scares me but I trust him. He's my big teddy bear. I love it when he kisses me, even love it more when he just holds me. He's good at that. I think he is just a child in his mind. He doesn't know that he's scary looking but I don't see that any more. What I see is someone who is kind and gentle, someone who has made me feel like his queen. I think I own him. I think he'd do anything I want him to do. I want him to lick me all over. I want him to suck me, I want to find out what this "hurt me" is that he talks about. I don't think Bongo would ever hurt me on purpose. I put my panties on and find him in the kitchen making breakfast. He is wearing jeans. I can't get over his yellow feet. "Hey, princess!" He's happy to see me. He picks me up and kisses me gently, the kiss of a good lover. "We's gonna have a good day today. I got's a little business to take care of then we's gonna go to the park. I want's folks to see you with me. I's proud to have you." "Bongo, am I your girlfriend now?" That stops him in his tracks. I swear I see a tear in his eye. He drops to his knees in front of me. He puts his big hands on my small shoulders and looks into my eyes. "Missy, you telling me you wants to be my girlfriend?" "Yes." He pulls me to him, he wraps his arms around my slender little body and he sobs. "Missy, I loves you so much." He whispers in my ear, then his tongue is on it, he changes from a gentle giant to a man. I am lifted into the air, he carries me to his bed and sheds his jeans. I instinctively shove my panties to my ankles, he yanks them off me and tosses them to the floor. "Baby, I needs you now. I gonna fuck you. I try to be gentle, baby, but I gots needs." My legs are over his shoulders, his mouth is on my boy pussy. He is shoving spit into me, he is kissing my butt, with one hand he is yanking down his jeans, he kicks out of them. "I gonna try to be easy, girl, but don't cry too much, OK?" I feel the strength of his cock as it pushes against me. He rubs it up and down the wetness he has left with his kisses. He spits in his hand and rubs it on his cock head. He pushes it against my rosebud. I'm scared. He slaps me across the face. "You gots to relax, bitch. You gots to let me in o it gonna really hurt you bad." He slaps me again, it stings the side of my head, I start to cry. He shoves hard. I feel myself tearing, the pain is intense. He shoves hard again. I feel like my asshole is exploding. The pain sends waves of agony through my groin. He is a wild animal huffing, pushing, calling me names, hurting me. Then he is in me. And he stops. All is still. He is in me but he is not moving. The pain is still there but is lessens. In a moment, the pain is OK. I can take it. I know I am being fucked. I relax. "You OK, baby?" he askes softly. "I done hurt you, I knows. I sorry but tha's the way it is." He paused for a moment then began slowly rocking in and out, the pain increases but he continues pushing deeper into me. Each push moves him deeper. Each push... hmmm.... the pain is subsiding. Oh jesus, that feels.... damn, Bongo, damn... push harder. Oh shit. Oh god, that feels good. I push back against his thrusts. I'm fucking him. I want fucking. Oh god, that's good. "Oh, Bongo, oh Daddy, that's... unnhhhh. Fuck. Bongo.... Oh jesus...." Bongo knows its OK now. Bongo is a man. He is fucking the tightest little pussy he's ever felt. He's fucking baby boy pussy. He looks down at the naked child he's fucking, the tight, white little boy body, the tiny little dick, now rock hard. He wants to devour the boy, to take his whole body in his mouth, to chew him up and swallow him. He feels his climax coming, he wants to hold off, to keep fucking, but the little bitch won't shut up, his words are pushing the big black man over the edge. He called me Daddy. Oh shit. UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I felt his cum as it squirted into me. I didn't know what it was but I felt it. All warm and soft. I liked it. I knew his sounds, his sweat. I knew he'd got off. I needed him to stop fucking me cause it was starting to hurt but I liked it. I knew this was the first time but surely not the last. Bongo slept for almost an hour. When he awoke I was sitting next to him, feeling his hairy black body. I'd been playing with his dick, washing it with a warm cloth, wanting to taste it but afraid I'd taste my own shit. That didn't appeal to me. "Missy, I's sorry I done slap you. I don't know what make me do shit like that. Callin you a bitch. I's sorry." He was close to tears. I kissed him to quiet his fears. He brightened up. "So you been fucked now. What you think?" I smiled down at my giant. "What you think, Bongo? You think I like being fucked? You think I'm a good little girl?" He laughed. "Yes, missy, I think you likes it a lot and you a perfect little girl. Les go get cleaned up and make a day of it, OK?" And we did. I put my dress back on but not my panties. Somehow they'd gotten ripped. So all I wore was my pretty little dress and my shoes and socks. I sort of figured that Bongo wanted people to see him with a pretty little girl so I brushed my hair as best I could with his stiff hair brush. I wanted to look pretty for him. It didn't take long for people to notice us, walking hand in hand through the city park, talking a mile a minute... at least I was. Bongo just listened to me, even listened attentively, but didn't have much to say. I don't think he really heard what I was saying as much as appreciating that I was talking just to him. It was in the park that I realized fully that although he was in charge of me that I was in charge of him. He was mine more than I was his. He'd been conquered. A few men watched us closely. I think they were jealous of the big black man who was holding hands with a pretty little girl. I made the most of it by skipping about, laughing at anything Bongo said as if he was the cleverest man alive, running back to him, throwing my arms around his waist, flirting with him. I saw one man sitting on a bench. I pulled my Bongo over to him and spoke with the man. "Hi, mister. Kin I ask yoy something?" He nodded. "My boyfriend likes little girls." I smiled my sweetest smile. "He likes to touch me all over." The man's eyes lit up. "You like to touch little girls like he does?" The man squirmed on the bench. I could see the bulge in his slacks begin to grow. "If he says it's OK, I'll let you touch me, too. You wants?" I tugged on Bongo's hand to pull him closer. `But you gots to aks him." The man could blushed then stood and shuffled off towards the public rest room. I laughed so hard I would have wet my panties if I had any on. I don't know if black men can blush or not but I think Bongo did. "Missy, why you do that? Ain't I enough for you?" "I want to excite you, Bongo. I want you to see I be a little slut girl. You likes little slut girls, don'cha?" My mommy had always told me that my daddy liked her because she was a slut, that she let men do stuff to her when daddy was watching. She told me that made him want her more. "You wants me to watch mens touchin you?" Bongo processed that for a moment. Then he nodded. "I ain't never had a girlfriend before, missy. Hmm, but you right. I think I likes it." He looked around the park and saw another man - a white man - leaning against a tree in the shade. "How about him?" We moved in his direction. I moved behind my giant and jumped up on his back. "Carry me." Bongo grasped my ass cheeks to hoist me farther up his back. "Pull my dress up and let him see you be touchin my bare ass." I bet Bongo's dick got hard on that one. He did as he was told. My dress was almost up to my waist, my bare ass clearly visible, my dick concealed, pressed tightly against my man. "Pull me open so he can see my pussy." Bongo acted as if he never saw the dude under the tree as we whirled slowly about, his strong grasp of my butt cheeks pulling me open. Without a doubt the white boy saw all of me except my hidden dickie. Bongo and I strolled off towards the rest rooms. "Take me inside the bath room. I want to see if there are men in there. Maybe one will want to touch me." There were men in the public facility. Men doing what men do there - sucking dicks. The sounds of sex stopped when they heard my high pitched, girl sounding voice. "Bongo, I have to pee. Will you come in with me, I'm scared. There might be bad men in here that want to see me or touch me." Bongo lowered me to the floor, my dress falling down in place. "You can come in with me if'm you wants. You kin touch me like those other men wants." I pulled the black man in with me, trying my best to conceal a giggle. "Touch me there" I suggested, loudly. "Oh yes, touch me. Touch me harder. Make it feel good for me." Bongo didn't know what to do. He wasn't touching me at all until I took his hand and put it between my legs. "I said touch me harder. You kin suck me if'n you wants." I wondered how many men were listening, how many might have just got off hearing me say that. Bongo went to his knees on the dirty floor and did suck me, took all of me in his mouth. My crude comments had got my man hot as hell. "Oh yes, daddy. Eat my little pussy. Eat it daddy." I heard groans from the stalls on both sides. I looked up to find three heads peaking over the tops of the adjoining ones. I looked up at them and smiled. "My black daddy is eating me." I shuddered at the feeling he was providing. You wants to eat me, too?" Mouths dropped open. "Daddy, they wants to see me naked." Bongo shook his head, my dick and balls in his mouth. "I's sorry guys. Daddy too busy right now." The watched as Bongo gave me the second orgasm of my short life. They never saw my dickie. We left, me riding high on my lover's back. We made a couple of stops at shops where people gave him wads of money, mostly in brown paper sacks. With what he had, he bought me stuff. Ice cream, balloons, candy. We went to a shop where he bought me a new dress, a frilly super girly dress with ruffles. He bought me two pair of panties, both nylon. One pink with little stars on them, the other sheer white that you could see through. I think those would be his favorite so he could see my dickie through them. I have to go home tonight. That was the deal he's made with my daddy. Keep me for a couple of days but only one night. We got back to his apartment at 4. I needed him to be with me again. I changed into the sheer panties and found him in the kitchen as usual. I wanted to see what he tasted like. I'd never tasted a dick before. And I wanted to get fucked. Bongo became my protector for the next few years even though I broke his heart. I still enjoyed being with him and loved his gentle love making but there were others. Many others. I never had any fear of anyone hurting me. I had Bongo. A note to my readers... All writers appreciate feedback. I am no exception. I write fantasy tales for the pleasure of my readers. If you would like to comment on my work, click the drop box and click on Authors. Find Daren Peters and drop me a note. Let me know what gets you off in a story and i might write one especially for you.