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 Warning: My stories are about pedophilia.  Plain and simple.  If it is
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   (M/g, Mg, ped, hum, ws)

   Bedtime Part 1

   Mommy just tucked me into bed, all snug and warm.  My door creaked open
just as I was falling to sleep.  The light from the hallway flooded in and
I pulled my sheets over my face and whined for Daddy to shut the door.  He
stepped inside and silently closed the door behind him.  I felt his weight
on the bed and I pulled the sheet down to my chest, looking up at his
handsome face.  My daddy is the sweetest daddy in the world and he always
makes sure his baby girl is tucked in to bed properly.

   He whispered to me to uncover myself which I did immediately, staring up
at him.  I had butterflies going crazy in my stomach.  I knew daddy was
here to love on his baby girl.

   I lay there in my jammies, his hand resting on mine then traveling up my
arms, giving me goosebumps along the way, across my collarbone and finally
resting in between my two budding breasts.  He slide his fingers under the
straps of my shirt and pulled them down, exposing my flat chest and causing
my tiny nipples to perk up.  I arched my back at the cold and reached up
for my daddy to hug me.  He leaned down and slide his hand down to my
panties and began kneading his knuckle into my soft mound.  I reached up
and grabbed his arm to steady myself as I began bucking to meet his touch.
His fingers dug deep into my panties, pressing against my hard little
button rougly.  I let out a soft moan and his hand immediately covered my
mouth and his touch became harder and faster.  My panties quickly became
damp under his hand.  He slid onto my bed against my writhing body and
pressed his hardness into my kicking leg, grinding as he abused my little
vulva.  My tongue licked out and tasted his sweaty hand and I stared into
his eyes, begging him give me release as he did every night.  He tore his
hand away from my crotch, grabbed my chin and pressed his lips to my ear.

   "Did my little girl wet her bed?"

   My eyes filled with tears and I shook my head, "No daddy, no!"

   His slid his hand into my panties, pinched my red hot clit and repeated
himself, "Did my little girl wet her bed?"

   I knew what he wanted me to do.

   Like he first taught me when I was only 3, I began to breathe deeply and
relax my body.  He firmly pressed the palm of his hand on the top of my
vulva.  Immediately the hot liquid rushed out of my body, pooling in the
dip of my crotch before spilling over my thighs and soaking my pink sheets.
The heat from my pee covered my whole body and I was soon shaking and
crying, laying in my own mess.  I laid on the bed crying for a few moments
before my daddy took me in his arms, rocking me back and forth, rubbing the
small of my back, and sighed into my ear over and over "my naughty, naughty
girl".  He pulled me into a sitting position and pulled my panties over my
hips.

   He leaned over me and held the panties out in front of my face.

   "Take them, Katie."

   "No!"

   "I'm not going to clean up the mess you made.  Do you want to make Daddy
angry?"

   "No!"

   "Then you'll have to take your punishment."

   He grabbed the back of my head and pushed the panties against my lips.
My pee squished out of the fabric and dripped between my lips, making me
gag.  I couldn't resist his fingers as they pushed the wet underwear into
my mouth and began squeezing the liquid down my throat.  He sat on my
stomach, holding me down, whispering, "dirty girls clean up their mess with
their mouths", forcing me to gulp down the warm pee.  I was sobbing in his
arms, drinking myself, my pleas for him to stop being muffled by the
fabric. I sucked and sucked on my panties, pulling out the stinky, dirty
liquid as daddy said mean things to me.  Finally he pulled them out of my
mouth and began rubbing the dirty panties against the hardness in his
boxers.

   I couldn't control my crying and didn't realize he had taken his penis
out of his boxers and was rubbing my still wet panties along the shaft.  My
eyes opened just as he slid his cock head in between my lips, parting them
gently.  I sat there frozen as he began to fuck my mouth, sliding himself
along my warm, pee-soaked tongue, jacking his shaft with my nasty panties.

   My daddy made me his baby slut years ago and I loved having his penis
buried in my mouth.  I held onto his thighs tightly and began bobbing my
head along his penis, moaning and stretching my tiny mouth to accept all of
him.  THe head of his cock slipped into my throat and his thrusting
quickened.  I was gagging and tearing up again.  He pressed my panties
against my nose as he slammed into my little mouth, using my hole.  His
fingers were laced through my hair and he tugged on my brown shag, fucking
my mouth harder.

   "Daddy is going to mess in your mouth baby girl."

   I squeezed my eyes tight, opening my mouth as wide as I could.  He
plowed deeply into my throat before pulling himself out, covered in spittle
and pee, holding in a primal scream and erupted all over the crotch of
panties that were pressed into my nose.  He tore at my hair and rubbed his
balls along my lips, spilling his creamy white load all over my underwear.

   He sat back exhausted, still jacking his penis.  His load pooled in the
crotch of my panties in his hand.

   I knew what he wanted next.  Daddy always stays hard when he wants to
play with my cunny.

   He didn't need to tell me what to do next.

   I crawled onto my knees in a tight little ball, my stomach against my
thighs, my tiny creamy white butt raised in the air and my face buried in
my sheets.

   Daddy placed my disgusting panties in front of my face.

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