Author: Sterling
Title: Are You Sure You Don't Need to Use the Toilet
Summary: Daddies ask their daughters to be sure they've gone to
the bathroom before setting off on a long drive. Sometimes
daddies know best. But daughters ask their daddies too. Annie's
daddy makes a second kind of pee, and she knows he has to do it
in the very special toilet that she has tucked up between her
legs. Sometimes daughters know best.
Keywords: Mg pedo loli cons humor inc fath dau

NOTICE:  This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 7/23/2013.

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Are You Sure You Don't Need to Use the Toilet

"Time to wake up, sweetheart," Dave said.

Annie groaned and turned over.

"No, really, time to be up." He shook her shoulder. "Remember,
it's Sunday. We're going to the zoo today."

Six-year-old Annie yawned, stretched and smiled before pulling
herself up to sitting.

"So you picked out your clothes last night, right? You get
dressed; I've got to work on packing the lunches."

A few minutes later Annie walked into the kitchen and sat down at
her place.

"Wait, what are you doing in that dress and those tights? We had
jeans and a T-shirt picked out, right?"

"I changed my mind," she said and stuck her nose up in the air
just a bit.

"Well, OK," said Dave, pausing to look at her. "They really do
show off what a pretty little girl you are."

Annie gave a shy smile. Within a minute, Dave delivered scrambled
eggs, toast, and a big glass of milk.

Dave finished more quickly than his daughter and got up to begin
doing the breakfast dishes.

When he was done, Annie said, "Brush my hair?"

"Sure, honey," said Dave, and took the brush to Annie's blond
hair, which reached halfway down her back. It was snarled, but
not too badly. Dave began near the bottom, brushing out the
tangles, working up in a businesslike fashion. Before long he
could run the brush straight from her part down to the end, and
he made several slow strokes. He admired the rich sheen and
marvelous golden color. He was so proud to have a daughter like
her.

It was Annie who noted his slower pace. "All done?" she said.

"Yes, right," said Dave, quickly getting up. "Now get your
backpack together. Don't forget your sweater in case it gets
cold." Dave put the finishing touches on the snack and lunch bag,
and soon they were out the door.

Dave opened the car door for Annie, and she got in the back. He
waited while she fastened the harness for the car seat, then
hurried around to get in the driver's seat.

After he shut the door he took a deep breath. "OK, let's see.
Here's the food bag. There's your pack. Here's my bag. Have we
forgotten anything?"

"Nope."

"Did you use the bathroom?"

Annie answered after the slightest hesitation, "Yup, when I got
up."

"Sure you don't have to go again? It's a long drive."

"I don't have to go." Just then Dave smelled a faint odor, and he
knew it wasn't him.

"Now, sure you don't have to do Number Two? I smelled that."

"I told you already, I don't have to go!"

"I don't want to have to get off the highway and try to find a
gas station like we did last time. You need to go back and try."

"Daddy! We're all buckled in and everything."

"Nope. We're not leaving until you at least try." Dave got out,
went around and opened Annie's door.

With a sigh, she unbuckled herself and they went back in the
house.

Annie looked at her father reproachfully and closed the door of
the bathroom behind her. Dave paced back and forth in the kitchen
for a bit. He expected Annie to appear a few seconds later saying
she'd tried, but she didn't. He smiled. He knew his daughter.

It was a few minutes later that he heard the toilet flush, heard
the sound of water in the sink, and then Annie appeared.

"So, did you need to go after all?"

"I didn't *need* to. I could have held it." But Annie wouldn't
meet his gaze.

"Well, I'm glad I insisted. Much better safe than sorry."

"So, we can go now? To the zoo!" She led the way out to the car.

"Yeah, but we're going to stop at Great Aunt Mildred's on the
way. We haven't been there in ages."

"Oh, do we have to?" whined Annie. "She's got those dogs."

Dave had to admit that her rottweilers were a nuisance, jumping
around and sometimes humping on their legs. But family was
family.

"No, we have to."

By then they were in their seats. Annie sighed and fidgeted in
her car seat. She bent her right leg, lifting her knee straight
up, and pulled her heel in to her bottom with her right hand.

Dave looked back at his daughter. Her dress had ridden up and he
had a clear view of her tights all the way up between her legs to
where they joined at the crotch. He gave a little gulp, looked
away, then looked back. Annie saw him just as he looked away.

"Daddy," she said with a sigh. "Do you need to use the toilet?"

"No, sweety, I did already. I'm just fine."

"Not the ordinary toilet, the other one."

"Um, I did, night before last, remember?"

"But you're going to have to go again, right?"

"No, honey, not at all. We should really get going."

"Daddy, I don't want to have to stop along the highway in the
breakdown lane like we did that one time. I kept worrying someone
would stop and see."

"No one did, though, right?"

"No, but it was all cramped too in the back seat."

"Well, that's not going to be an issue. I can hold it just fine."

"Even when I'm wearing this dress? Remember the last time I did?"

Dave turned a bit pink as he remembered. "Yes, honey, I remember,
but this is different. No problem this time."

Annie slid her hand up between her legs and began a quick
rhythmic stroking through her tights right where her legs met.

"Annie!"

"I'm just getting it ready."

"Well, there's no need to get it ready." But Dave didn't start
the car.

"Remember that time at the rest area? You took me into the men's
room."

"Right, because you needed to go."

"Yeah, but you came in the stall with me."

"Well, I need to help a little girl like you with everything."

"I'm too big to need help. You could have waited outside. Those
men were looking at us funny when we went in."

"No they weren't."

"Were too. And then it wasn't me who had to go, you're the one
who had to go."

"Well, as long as we were there... It didn't take long."

"No, but it wasn't fun. And I kept worrying someone else would
see us."

"No one looks into a stall at other people. And all they would
have seen was us hugging."

"Who goes into a stall to hug? And they would have seen my dress
bunched up to my middle."

Dave was silent, a bit embarrassed at the memory. He really
should have held it, of course, but she had been just so
adorable.

"So, it's all ready to use," she said, pulling her hand out.
"Come on in the house and see if you need to go. At least try."

"Really, honey, it's not like that any more."

Annie unbuckled her harness and let herself out, then went around
to Dave's door and opened it. She stood with her hands on her
hips.

Dave sighed and followed her back into the house.

She tugged him by the hand back to his bedroom. She fumbled with
his belt buckle, but he took over and pulled trousers and briefs
down to mid-thigh. His cock was pointed downward, though it was
bigger than normal.

"See? I don't have to go. Let's go back to the car."

"Well, we can't tell from just that!" Annie quick pulled down the
covers, kicked off her pink sneakers and lay back on his bed. She
then lifted her bottom to hitch her blue dress up to her middle
and pull her tights and panties down to her ankles before lying
back. She looked up at him with her sweetest smile as she
gradually opened her legs wide.

Dave's cock responded, every heartbeat elevating it another
little bit until it pointed straight out.

"See?" said Annie.

"Well, yeah, but I didn't have to."

"Come on, daddy, come use the toilet."

Dave sighed and kicked off his shoes before pulling his pants and
briefs off all the way. He came onto the bed and mounted his
daughter. It probably was best to get it out of his system. She
was so sexy, and it was so erotic to see her panties and tights
down around her ankles like that.

Annie held herself open and aimed his cock, so all Dave had to do
was push. The toilet was hot, wet and ready, just like she'd
said. Kind of like a urinal, but not for urine. A sperminal. He
was always amazed at just how fantastic it felt to glide into his
daughter's little special toilet place. He began with a few long,
slow strokes, but then began picking up the pace.

Annie spoke softly and stroked the hair at the back of his head.
"Not too fast, OK?"

Dave smiled back at her. Annie liked it when he used her toilet
like that, and if he took his time and did it just right, then
when he was doing his business inside her, she and her toilet
would feel good too. Big, happy relief. Why, when she'd arrived
Friday evening for the weekend, she'd been even more eager to
have him use her toilet than he was. So he slowed down and
shifted position a bit, and Annie lay back and smiled. He admired
her hair as it fell in golden waves all over the pillow. She
raised her hands in a position of surrender, and his heart glowed
to think she trusted him to use her toilet just right. It was a
warm, living toilet, part and parcel of his own precious
daughter. She had a special signal she'd give when it was time
for him to go, and as he thrust in and out carefully he was also
in a magnificent holding pattern, his pleasure exquisite, the
anticipation very exciting.

Annie started breathing faster, and opened her eyes to look at
him.

"OK, daddy, you ready?"

He nodded.

"Ready to do your duty?

He nodded again.

"Make peepee way up in the toilet? Like a good boy?"

Dave bit his lip and nodded.

She gave the signal, a firm squeeze with her hot little toilet
tube.

Dave was on fire with his desire and his lust. He thrust in and
out now with total abandon, picking up the pace, pressing deeper
and harder.

"Do your mess right in the toilet."

Dave started moaning and whimpering as his climax approached.

"Be a good boy, now. Let it all out. Right in the potty." Annie
was panting and gulping herself. "Right in my hot little toilet.
Way in deep, OK?"

"Oh, oh, Annie, oh, dear!" choked out Dave and his orgasm burst
upon him. He held his cock tip way up in the potty as it made
gobs of spermy peepee.

"Atta boy, daddy. Good job! Good boy! You did it just right! And,
and..."

Annie stopped talking and trembled, looking up at Dave with a
pleading expression. She'd made sure her daddy did it right, and
now that he had, she was left with her own unfulfilled desire.
She was on the edge of release.

Dave began thrusting again with a frenzy, and Annie's face
relaxed into an expression of total joy as she released,
twitching and pushing her pelvis up at him.

"Good girl," said Dave softly. "Very good girl, Annie. Mmmmm."
When he used her toilet just right it made her so happy. In and
out he thrust, wanting every little extra drib of pleasure for
his sweet daughter.

She reached up and pulled Dave down onto her hard. That meant
she'd had enough pumping down in her toilet. She liked being
squished for a few seconds before they turned onto their sides.

She looked at him sternly. "OK, daddy, you did have to go, right?
Wasn't I right?"

"I could have held --" He stopped. "Yeah, Annie I guess you
were."

"You bet I was."

"Now we can go, right? It's getting late." He got up and began
pulling his briefs back on.

"But I've gotta flush the toilet, daddy."

He looked at her and sighed. "No you don't."

"But if I don't then all the stuff you did up there's gonna leak
out onto my panties."

"That's OK, honey. That's what panties are for."

"But the dogs sniff between my legs and start humping. It's
embarrassing!"

"Well...." She might be right.

She got up and stripped in record time before heading to the
bathroom.

"But not a real bath, right? Just squat and clean up?"

"OK," she said and he followed her into the bathroom, wearing
just his briefs below.

He turned on the water and adjusted the temperature while Annie
hopped onto the ordinary toilet and gave a little trickle of pee.
She didn't bother to wipe herself, but hopped into the tub and
squatted. But she didn't start cleaning up, she just let the warm
water splash on her feet.

"Go ahead, clean up," said Dave.

She looked up at him with a naughty smile. "You used the toilet,
you ought to flush it! -- Oops, see I used the other one and I
forgot to flush it." She hopped out of the tub and pushed the
handle before hopping back and squatting in the tub. "There. So
now you flush the one you used."

"Well, OK," he said and knelt outside the tub, then reached in to
cup warm water and rubbed his hand with the fresh water all
around her little private toilet parts.

"Inside, too," she said.

He wormed his fingers inside to clean the inside of her inner
lips.

"Way inside," she said.

"But I don't want to hurt you. How do I know how far to go?"

"Daddy," she said with a tolerant smile and sigh. "When you use
the toilet your thingie goes way, way in, so your finger's not
going to hurt."

"Well, OK," he said, reaching into his girl and pulling his
finger out, over and over. Some milky stuff came out.

"All done!" he said, withdrawing his finger and rinsing her outer
parts again.

"What about you?" she said.

"Me?"

"Your thingie. I'm clean but the dogs will still sniff and hump
on you."

"That's OK, I don't mind."

"But I mind! It's embarrassing."

"Well, OK," he said, pulling off his briefs and kneeling, then
leaning in so his cock was over the tub. It wasn't completely
soft. He splashed some water on it, but Annie interrupted.

"Let me," she said, and used plenty of very warm water to clean
his cock off, more slowly and luxuriously than necessary. Right
in front of him, his daughter squatted, her little toilet pussy
engorged from recent use, pink from warm water. What she was
doing felt awfully good.

"Daddy!" she said sternly, holding a mostly erect penis. "Do you
need to go to the bathroom *again*?"

"Oh, no, honey, it's all clean, we should get going. We won't
have much time with Aunt Mildred."

"No, daddy, we don't want any extra stops on the highway or
anything. You should use the toilet again."

"Really, Annie, it's OK. There's no problem."

Annie shut off the water and rose. Thinking she had relented,
Dave sighed with relief. He took his towel and dried off his
lower parts before pulling on his briefs over his erection. But
when he turned, Annie had not gotten her towel. Instead, she was
on her hands knees on the bathmat, little butt stuck up in the
air at him, wiggling.

"Annie!"

"Come on, daddy! You gotta at least try. See, you've gotta go."
His cock did not lie. "Real quick, this time. Right in the
toilet, and pee quick like a bunny, OK?"

Dave pulled down his briefs once more and put his towel on the
floor as padding for his knees. Her little girl toilet was right
there, still engorged and very willing.

"Slide it right in -- don't miss," said Annie.

It did slide in perfectly.

"Good boy!"

He began humping away, grabbing his little girl's slim hips.

It felt fantastic, but he wasn't especially sensitive as he'd
just come a little before. He slowed his pace and sighed.

"No, daddy, you keep going in and out until you pee again. Right
in the toilet!"

Dave picked up his pace. She was right. Better to get it out of
his system. It felt fantastic, and he pumped harder and harder.

"That's the way to do it, daddy. Now make spermy peepee like a
good daddy!"

As his excitement built, she gave a squeeze and he was over the
edge, pumping in and out frantically as his cock shot his load
right up into her little girly toilet once more.

"Good boy! You did it just right."

He pulled out and dragged himself up to sit on the side of the
tub, panting.

His naked little girl stood up and kissed him on the cheek.
"You're such a good daddy!"

"Oh, dear," he said, glancing at the clock. "I don't think
there's going to be time to see Aunt Mildred today after all."

"Oh, that's too bad," said Annie, picking up her towel and drying
herself. She turned away from her daddy as she dried between her
legs. "But there's time for the zoo, right?"

"Oh, yes, as long as we hurry." He wondered briefly why she
didn't get in the tub to flush out the toilet again, but then he
remembered: with no rottweilers to contend with, her panties
would catch her drips just fine.

Annie hurried off to her room and Dave heard rummaging around.
Back in his bedroom he dressed quickly, then picked up her dress
and panties from his floor and went to her bedroom. Just then she
emerged, dressed in her old blue jeans, white T-shirt and black
sneakers. "Ready?" she said.

"Ready," he said. "You got new clean panties?"

"Of course, daddy."

When they were seated in the car, he said, "So, here we are
again. For the third time. Do we have everything? Here's the
lunch and snacks, there's your backpack, here's my bag. Do you
need to use the toilet?"

"Nope," she said with perfect confidence. Then she shot back, "Do
you?" with an impish grin.

"Yeah, actually I do."

Annie looked at him with confusion. "But..."

He smiled. "The ordinary kind." And into the house he went to
take a leak.

Settled into his seat once more, he turned and smiled at her in
the back.

"Ready for the zoo?"

"Ready!" she said with a big smile.

He started the engine and off they went.

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