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 Daddy's In Love - Chapter 8 (Mg, Mgg, Mf, Fb, FFb, Fb+, inc, rom, oral,
anal, preg, ws, blackmail) By Cactus
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   Grace's hot, sweet breath came in ragged huffs as she sat slouched on
the living room couch beside Scott, her heavy-lidded eyes watching as her
adult friend's calloused hand kneaded her pubescent vagina through the
denim of her shorts.  Her creamy legs were spread and the already high trim
on those shorts had ridden up even more.  Indeed, they looked so short that
they could have been a pair of briefs.  Scott enjoyed the view they offered
of her milky, smooth thighs, all the way down her thin legs to where even
now her toes were curling in delight around the thong of her flip-flops.

   The young girl's mind was a fog of excitement, curiosity, and thrilling
enchantment as her soft lips parted.  While Scott's fingers pressed and
rubbed at that tender area between her thighs, the rough denim fabric
already feeling humid from her stimulation, his eyes remained glued to
Grace's.  He felt satisfied seeing those darling pupils dilate and tremble
as they watched his expert work.  He kept watching her expression as he
began to undo the button of her shorts, slowly pull down the zipper, and
expose the creamy blue material of her panties.  Without a word, Grace
lifted her hips and helped him slide the shorts down her smooth thighs and
legs.  She kicked them off her feet, and they landed against a leg of the
nearby coffee table.

   "Has anyone ever done this with you before?" Scott's voice was breathy.
Even he couldn't fully contain the thrill he felt.

   Grace shook her head quietly, finally looking up so her eyes met his. 
In them Scott could see her unbound adoration, the frenzy her young
hormones were surely in at that moment.  He brought one hand to her chin,
and watched as her eyes instinctively closed, her head tilt upward just
slightly.  Her moist, pink tongue twitched gently in her mouth.

   As their lips met once again, Scott slowly pulled aside the damp crotch
of her blue undies.  Grace could feel a shiver slide through her whole body
as the cool, conditioned air brushed against her hairless lips.  It hadn't
been long ago that she had begun to develop the soft peach-fuzz on her
vagina, and it had yet to reach so low on her adolescent sex.  As Scott's
expert fingers finally found their way along her exposed labia, she jumped
just enough to break the wet kiss with him.  She felt his hand on her bare
shoulder.

   "Is that good?" he asked, his voice seeming distant to her, as if he
were in another room.  Grace nodded silently once again, then breathed a
low moan as she felt her tender lips part and her friend's fingers slide
into the moist groove of her slit.  Scott now had one strong arm around her
as he rubbed his fingers along her pink folds, and she could feel herself
melting against him, her head dropping to rest on his shoulder, her eyes
heavy even as her hips seemed to roll and buck gently against his hand of
their own accord.  Soon Scott could feel the pressure of her hand against
his crotch, her fingers feeling the outline of the thick bulge in his
jeans. She lay against him, strands of her silky black hair hanging over
her forehead.

   "Please...let me see it," she whispered hoarsely.  Scott smiled inwardly
at how smoothly she was taking to their new explorations.

   Grace took in a deep breath as Scott sat upward, her eyes glued intently
on his bulging crotch as he began to undo his jeans.  A shiver ran through
her body, and she felt more grown-up than she ever had when fooling around
with the boys her own age.  As Scott's rigid cock finally became exposed,
she couldn't help but reach tentatively for it.  She paused just inches
from the fleshy tool.

   "Can...I touch it?" Her eyes never left the adult's thick shaft and
plump, circumcised head.  Scott ran one hand through her hair.  It smelled
sweetly of shampoo.

   "Go ahead," he smiled.

   Grace's freshly painted nails grazed over the hot flesh, feeling the
thick muscle underneath.  Her hand trembled, and her eyes sparkled with
curiosity, awe, and lust.  Scott knew well that look - it meant that the
young teen would do anything to truly experience that wonderful new sight.
He cupped her chin in his hand, drawing her face and eyes up to his.

   "Why don't we go upstairs...where we can be more comfortable?  " The
girl nodded and stood to follow her playmate up the stairs and towards the
master bedroom.



   * * * * * * *

   Once they were all dried off from their bath, Dan and his two little
lovers climbed into the king-size bed of the master bedroom, not bothering
to put on any clothing.  The smooth, clean skin of his tiny beauties made
Dan admire them even more, even though each had the occasional scuff or
scratch that came along with their childish antics.  Each girl sat to one
side of him, little Jenny sitting with her smooth little rear on her heels,
and Heather with her legs crossed, offering a delicious view of her
hairless, plump little cunny.  Jen bounced with excitement, her young mind
no doubt swimming with playful ideas.

   "Daddy, can we show Heath' how to suck on your cock?" The pure sincerity
of her excitement was plain to see.

   Dan smiled and looked to Heather, placing a hand on the small of her
back.  "Of course, babygirl.  That is, if Heather thinks she wants to try."

   Heather looked from Dan, to Jenny, and back again.  Her soft auburn hair
was now pulled up, allowing her beautiful young face to glow.  Jennifer
looked expectantly at her friend, and Heather nodded almost coyly.

   "I think...I can try it." Her outward hesitation couldn't mask the
eagerness in her eyes, Dan noticed.  Jennifer grinned widely and reached
for her father's manhood, wrapping both small hands around the thick base.

   "Ok!  I'll hold it and you can suck on it, Heath'!"

   Heather looked to Dan, who smiled and nodded, then down to his erect
cock.  It was more than a little imposing, she thought, but remembered that
Jenny had done it herself.  Slowly she began to lower her head, shifting to
her side to better reach, moving her fingers to peel back the foreskin as
Jenny had showed her.  She took in a little breath, could smell the heat
from his sex, and felt the engorged cockhead brush against her small, soft
lips.  She heard Dan let out a slow breath, and knew that Jenny was smiling
from ear to ear.  It felt good having such a good friend there to support
her.

   Next, Heather parted her lips and let her tongue lap against the large
head.  The taste wasn't like anything she had ever tasted before - a thick,
fleshy taste that she decided was actually kind of nice.  She let her
tongue slide down the underside of his plump glans and opened her mouth
wide to let it slide into her mouth.  The taste became stronger, even
nicer, as she suckled on it like a baby bottle.  Her tongue found the salty
cleave of his pisshole, and she began to lick slowly around it.

   Dan slid his fingers through the tousled hair pulled up on Heather's
head and considered how well she was taking to her very first fellation. 
Surely she was on par with his daughter.  He lay languorously with one arm
behind his head, his eyes on Heather both out of adoration for her
pleasuring and, in some ways, evaluating her skill.  He knew he would have
to tend carefully to the little girls if he wanted to raise them as his
perfect lovers.  As Heather continued to suckle at his meaty glans, little
Jenny was squeezing and rubbing at the base of her father's beautiful cock.
Her eyes moved from her playmate to her daddy and back again as she licked
her lips.

   "Isn't it so cool, Heath'?" she asked, her small hands continuously
flexing along the cockshaft.

   Heather pulled her lips from Dan's cock, emitting a tiny slurp as a thin
string of saliva stretched between her lips and the head.  She took in a
breath, and then nodded, turning to look at Dan.  The sincere smile on his
face made her feel warm inside.

   "You did very well, Heather.  Maybe soon you'll be able to take even
more into your mouth."

   The little angel blushed and nodded, and the look in her eyes told Dan
that she was just as eager as he was for that moment to come.

   "Come on, let's rub it now so you can see it make cum!" Jennifer bounced
as she began to rub the bottom of his shaft steadily with both hands. 
Heather followed her lead, wrapping both of her own small hands around the
upper half, stroking in rhythm with her friend.  Dan let out a low moan and
placed one hand on each of the girls' backs, letting them do their work. 
He knew it wouldn't be long before they got their wish.  His thick cockhead
was still slick with Heather's warm saliva, which was already mixing with
drooling precum.  Jennifer reached one hand down to his heavy ballsack,
squeezing gently at the fleshy orbs within.  A shiver ran through Dan's
spine.

   "Come on, Mr.  Cock.  Make lots of cum!" Soon both Jennifer and Heather
were giggling excitedly.

   The scene was just too much for Dan, and he grunted deeply as his balls
began to swell and spread.  The familiar rush of pleasure vibrated through
the organ, and both girls' eyes lit up as they felt the first pulses in the
meaty shaft.

   The first squirt was thick and long, shooting high into the air between
both girls as they squealed with delight.  Their smooth jerking
instinctively turned to squeezing and milking, and they couldn't help but
recoil as a second jet of milky seed shot up before them.  Heather's eyes
were alight with wonder, and she leaned closer to view the winking pisshole
that had shot such a creamy load.  Then she gasped as a third squirt shot a
line of semen along her cheek and lips.  The little girl blinked as the
remaining cream in Dan's balls spurted weakly from his cockhead, his large
cock pulsing as it began to deflate.  Jenny grinned from ear to ear when
she saw Heather's angelic young face and the trail of pearly cum that had
landed on it.  "Now lick it up, Heath'," she instructed, one hand still on
her daddy's cock, "You gotta taste it!"

   Heather slowly let her tongue lick around the corner of her lip, where a
large glob of semen had dribbled down.  She gathered the warm seed and
licked it into her mouth, swirling it around her tongue a bit before
swallowing the thick load.

   "It's like warm, salty yogurt," she said with a smile, and Jennifer
excitedly nodded in agreement.

   "Let me have some too!" said Jenny, and she leaned forward to run her
warm little tongue over her friend's face.

   Heather clenched her eyes shut and let out a girlish yelp of surprise,
but didn't pull away as Jenny began licking the cum from her cheek.  When
Heather's face was finally clean, her cheeks wet with saliva, both girls
giggled.  Dan sat up between them, and they both leaned lovingly into his
arms as he gathered them close.

   "You girls are so good at making me squirt," he said, getting a proud
smile out of each, "but how about I take my turn at making the two of you
feel good?" The look in the girls' eyes made clear their curiosity, and
excitement, at the prospect.

   Before the handsome father knew it, the girls were kissing him.  Dan was
in Loli heaven as he felt the soft, warm lips of the children on both of
his cheeks.  As if rehearsed, the kids slowly kissed along right and left
cheeks until he felt two tiny tongues dance lightly against either side of
his lips.  Shivering at the illicit contact he parted them and soon they
were engaged in a taboo three way French kiss.  Their abilities took him by
surprise and he could only guess that the girls spent many hours honing
them on each other.

   He found himself lost in a world of endless possibilities with two
charming waifs so eager to learn and to please him.  For a moment he ran
his tongue inside his daughters sweet mouth and felt the soft breath from
her nose entering his own.  Too soon he left his darlings hot mouth and
began to kiss Heather deeply for the first time.  The moment his tongue
traced lightly over her braces he felt his massive balls quake under the
rapid refilling of yet another load.  The sensations were unlike anything
he ever dreamed in his most perverse fantasies.  As they became more
aroused he felt himself abandoned momentarily as the two schoolgirls kissed
alone for him to see and hear.  He gazed in rapture as the heaven-sent
lolitas french kissed deeply.  It was obvious to Dan that they had done
this often together, probably in Lisa's' basement.  What a godsend that
Lisa had been in their life so far!

   Jen's eyes stole a peek to see if he was watching them and gave him a
tiny wink with her sparkling eye.  Dan smiled and was about to encourage
her further when Jenny broke the kiss and spoke, "Ok dad, that's enough for
now.  You can watch us two more later but first you promised to make us
feel good."

   Heather nodded and agreed, "Yeah uncle.  You promised and I know what
feeling good is now for totally sure."

   "And I wanna 'gasm too dad like you let Heath'.  Come on Heath' lets
show him our cunts." Dan's eyes widened at the sudden use of that word from
his child's lips, yet it did add to the allure somehow and he merely
shrugged and watched as they crawled towards the end of the huge bed.  Now
on hands and knees, each of the children were presenting him with a dream
view of their tiny butts and the plump mounds of their young cunnies.  No
-- cunts, he reminded himself.

   "Isn't this awesome Heather?" Jen said as she placed her tiny fingers on
her butt cheeks.  "Let's open ourselves totally for dad like we practiced."

   "O...ok, if you're sure Jen." Heather replied as her similarly painted
nails took up the position.  Two preteens with grade-school colored nail
polish were about to lewdly expose themselves on his own wife's bed!  How
radical for a man of Dan's stature, and even more fun knowing his wife was
stuck with a bunch of brats.

   "Course I'm sure, silly.  Isn't it so neat having dad for a boyfriend
'stead of having a lame sleepover like the girls at school?  Just think how
much cooler we'll be than the other girls when we go back to sixth grade!."
Jen snickered and added, "Here we are showing dad our cunts and all and
they are probably playing with stupid dolls alone."

   "Yeah...we gotta tell Lisa too about it.  She did start the club in her
basement after all.  Wait'll she hears about tonight!" To underscore the
words she allowed a glimpse into her tempting anus as well

   Dan listened intently, as he had lusted for the ringleader Lisa often.
And how did she get away with leaving the house wearing the slutty outfits
she did?  The precocious girl was, for men like him, a 'prostitot'!  He had
an inkling she and their gymnastics coach were up to something for two
years now.  Whenever he accompanied Jen to practice he couldn't help but
notice her furtive glances at Mr.  Rockwell and his nervousness that they
may be found out.  He could feel his balls refueling with another potent
load as he imagined Lisa being fed his warm meal.  How many men was that
diminutive child involved with, he wondered.  Jen's call took him back to a
greater reality.

   "Daddy look at us now.  Come look up close and then give us a cum....you
promised dad."

   Both the budding vixens had their tiny, hard butts pushed back towards
him and they tried their best to seemingly out do one another, each child
trying harder than the next to expose their developing girlhood deeper and
in more graphic detail than the other.

   "Mmmm, I could eat you girls up!" Dan said to giggles as he wobbled
toward them on his knees.  His great stalk of incestuous cock was again
fully extended to it's horrifying length.  Pencil thick veins of blood
worked mightily to fuel the gristled length as prefuck streamed steadily
from the closed snout of his rubbery delicacy.  His heavy, leathery
ballsack dragged across the sheets filled again to bull-like capacity with
quickly fermenting jizz.  Drawing closer he could see the intimate details
of the two immature cuntlets.  His daughter's sex was by far the smaller of
the two girls but had much more developed inner lips, he noticed. 
Heather's cunt was far plumper and she had that still charming cluster of
clitoral hood far larger than her pussy could yet accommodate.  How he
would ever fit even the massive head of his breeder into them he could not
yet imagine.  All he knew from his film collection was that it was
possible. Indeed even possible to breech the cervix and reach the end of
the rainbow.  Tales of men who have fucked the cunt within a cunt flooded
his carnal mind as he moved behind the offerings.  Would they feel their
skinny hips expand when he fed them the meat?  Could one see their skinny
bellies expand and would one actually see the outline of his fuck-cylinder
just below the tightly stretched skin of their flawless preteen tummies? 
His eyes glazed over as they now studied the teeny openings of their
rectums and these he knew could be used with patience and oil.

   "Can you see inside dad?  Heather open it more if you can.  Let him see
up our holes totally...show him our stymens...thymens...what is it?" Both
of his lovers were smiling at him looking back between their skinny girlish
legs.  How pure they were with those deliciously flat chests and boyish
hips!

   "Cherries!" Heather giggled in reply as they indeed let the light glow
into the dime sized vaginas and reflect off the delicious membrane of their
future baby chambers.  He knew his tongue was just long enough to be able
to actually touch these precious barriers to their wombs.  Wombs he would
one day spray...maybe Heather's tonight he mused, never knowing that the
one on the right would bear him a child much sooner.



   * * * * * * *

   Linda's nostrils flared in the dimly lit closet as Rick's cock head came
into view.  To her dismay he was circumsized, but that only accented the
nicely sculpted shape of his glans.  It had a very deeply cut rim and
flared much wider than her husband's even.  Linda DeGroot always compared
the cocks she worshiped to Dan's, for his was the still the gold-standard
of penises.  She had found many with wonderfully odd characteristics but
none as frightening overall as was his masterpiece.  Even still the trampy
woman had a feeling that once the gang rape began she would be able to tell
by the feel when this oddly-shaped stalk plowed her behind.

   The lad's legs were shaking as he lowered his grungy underpants for her.
"Quit cowering like a girl, Ricky!" Linda hissed.  "I hear rumors that you
like showing off your little penis to the girls at school.  You do, don't
you young man?"

   She looked in his fearful eyes and in the dim light of the odorous
closet she could see sweat break out on his oily face.  Damn but she wanted
to expose herself to these kids and soon!

   "No Mrs.  DeGr...um...I mean Linda...well one time I did..."

   "Shut up, liar, and drop 'em now.  Show me the balls you're so proud
of." Linda knew he had cornered a number of the first graders on the
shortcut through the woods and forced them to admire his dirty cock.

   "Yes'm...sorry Linda."

   "Mistress Linda!"

   "Huh?  Umm...I'm sorry Mistress Linda."

   She smiled and watched.  If she thought of herself as Mistress it would
only fuel the boy's desire to degrade her and put her in her rightful place
later.



   * * * * * * *

   When Grace reached the master bedroom with Scott just behind her, his
calloused hand placed against the small of her back, she suddenly felt a
rush of doubt.  Looking over the king-sized bed, knowing what was probably
about to occur, suddenly made her feel very small and young.  But a part of
her felt excitement, a longing to be an adult, and that part eventually won
over as Scott's hands brushed along her bare back, lifting her tight shirt
over her head and exposing her half-orange-sized breasts to the cool air.
With her denim shorts and panties left behind in the living room, her pale,
soft body was completely bare.  Her knees pressed against the side of the
bed as Scott placed his arms around her small body, one hand digging
lightly between her creamy thighs while the other cupped her budding
breasts.

   A shiver pulsed through Grace's body, and her feet slid along the
carpet, legs spreading slightly.  She instinctively began to lean back into
her adult lover, but instead felt herself being urged forward.  Scott's
strong arms were pushing her, firmly but gently, over the bed.  She only
had time enough to raise one leg up onto the mattress before she fell
forward, landing softly on her elbows, and her soft, round ass was pushed
into the air.

   "Mm, god you're hot, Gracey..." Scott's words caused a twinge deep in
her tummy, and as her eyes began to close she suddenly felt something warm
and very wet slide between her glistening labia.

   "Oooaah!" came her muffled voice against the mattress.  Her legs tensed
for the slightest moment as she felt the first wave of pleasure from
Scott's tongue between her lips, her chest heaving as her pert, brown
nipples brushed against the sheets.  Her fair, freckled face was a mask of
euphoria.  Her tight ponytail had come somewhat loose, and thick strands of
hair hung over her eyes.

   Behind her, Scott savored the pink, virginal sweetness of her cunny as
he lapped and sucked at those puffy, moist lips and glistening pink valley.
It was just as he had imagined it, juicy and rich.  As his large hands held
her creamy asscheeks apart he could feel them quiver along with her thighs,
a certain sign that his delicate work was achieving its purpose.  His cock
remained rigid in his briefs and needed to feel the soothing warmth of her
'tween cunny soon.  He knew, too, that she wanted the same.  Even if only
in a yet-unconscious way, this girl certainly desired the thrust that would
finally make her a woman.  Her longing to confirm herself as no longer a
child had been clear to Scott for some time now, and his many months of
playing to the desire had finally payed off.

   Many minutes of feasting on Grace's young pussy had passed before he
knew the time was ripe.  The girl was splayed languidly across the bed, one
foot still on the floor as the other leg bent and spread to expose her
cunny.  Soft white fingers curled into easy fists, and her eyelids heavy
behind a gossamer curtain of black hair.  Her body shifted slightly with
her heavy breathing.  Standing up behind her, Scott released his aching
prick from his briefs and stroked the oily precum along the shaft.  Grace
was in a state of dreamy pleasure, and his first push into her would be
easy.  After that, however, he could only hope his calming words and months
of subtle preparations would carry out the rest.  Grace was only slightly
aware at first as the thick head slid easily between her lips.  The gentle
pressure against her virgin hole made her stir, if only a bit.  But as the
adult cock began to push, the thick glans spreading that hole a bit more
than she had ever felt before, she raised herself onto her elbows and began
to look back.  Her cry came before she was able to fully turn, and she
abandoned the motion to grip fiercely at the comforter and choke out a sob
into the mattress.  In that swift moment, her hymen had been breached, and
the grown man's cock pushed steadily into her untouched depth's.  The harsh
sting of her hymen bursting made Grace whine, and at first the pain seemed
to spread along her moist tunnel, pushed deeper with the invading cock. 
But within a short while the sting eased to a dull throbbing, and very soon
into a pleasure that was entirely unique...a sensation she could only
describe as being "filled up."

   Scott's hands held her young hips firmly as he worked his mature cock
into her juvenile insides, occasionally sliding them back to her smooth,
upturned ass to squeeze and caress.  His thumbs would spread the creamy
cheeks wide and he would watch her puckered rosebud clench along with his
slow thrusts, the sight accented by the girl's shivering whimpers.  He then
moved his thumb deeper between her cheeks, letting it press and rub gently
against her asshole.  The light sigh he heard let Scott know that things
could get very interesting, indeed.






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