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 For a Father's Love, part 7

   by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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   Honorable mention to Laura McNaughton for her assistance

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   It was the incessant ringing of the doorbell that awakened me.  Glancing
towards the clock I sighed.  It was only 8:13 on a Saturday morning.  Who
in the hell is ringing my doorbell like that this early!  It better not be
a salesman or so help me God...

   Christy stirred with my movement.  Her clammy slim body nestled against
me for warmth and I leaned down to kiss her forehead.  Last night was
unbelievable.  Her eagerness to please and willingness to do whatever I
wanted was....  That damn bell!

   Getting out of bed I reached for my robe.  My hard-on was pointing
upward and I had to tuck it under the belt of my robe to keep it from
sticking out.  It would soften but for now I had to hide it before seeing
who was at the door.

   Opening the door, I was prepared to lay into whoever it was but stopped
with my mouth gaping.  It was an older man, perhaps in his 50's and very
well dressed.  He extended his hand with a smile and I hesitantly shook it,
feeling his soft, well-manicured hand.  "You must be Bill," he said
stepping closer.

   For some reason, even before speaking, I moved aside and allowed this
man into my home.  I guess deep down I knew Dr.  Brown had sent him and
didn't want any trouble.  Closing the door I felt my flaccid cock flop down
from it's nesting place.  "I'm sorry, do I know you?"

   "No, not yet.  But I know you, or at least about you.  James gave me
your address and said I should come by to check on Chrissy."

   "Who's James?" I asked.  "And her name is Christy," I corrected, closing
the front of my robe.  I had really never used Dr.  Brown's first name and
wasn't sure what it was.

   "Yes, of course.  Where is the little darling?" he asked, walking
towards the back of the house not telling me who sent him.  I already had
my suspicions.  He's got some nerve coming into my house uninvited like
that and just walking around as if he owned the place.

   "She's sleeping," I called out trying to reach him before he made it to
the bedrooms.  He opened her bedroom door and discovered her room empty. 
"Maybe you should come back later, when she's awake," I added, hoping he
would leave.

   "That's okay, I'll wake her," he said, pushing my bedroom door open. 
Christy was on her side facing us, one leg tucked under her while the other
leg extended outward, her foot over the edge of the bed.  Her left arm was
perpendicular to her body and her right hand layie next to her face while
she sucked her thumb.  She was a thumb sucker for the longest time but it's
been a few years since she's done that.  He stepped into the room and I
followed.

   I didn't like this one bit.  Disturbing my household whenever they want
to, but what choice do I have?  Brown has enough evidence to put me away
forever and then I won't be able to protect Christy.  The hardest part
would be never seeing her again.  I've already lost one woman very dear to
me and I do not intend to lose another.

   He loomed over her, staring down as if examining her nakedness. 
Reaching down, he brushed aside her hair, exposing her face.  "She is more
lovely in person," he said smiling.  Obviously he's seen pictures or at
least videos of her.  I swallowed hard.

   Rolling her onto her back, she automatically parted her legs, splaying
them open invitingly.  His gaze traced her slender form, stopping at her
red, puffy crack.  I couldn't help but look at where he was staring.  Four
times last night I came inside her and the copious fluids were now dripping
from her and pooling at the crack of her butt.

   "She's very messy," he said turning towards me.  "You'd better clean her
up." Looking at him I knew that I didn't have a choice and headed towards
my bathroom.  "Where are you going?"

   "To get a rag."

   "You don't need that," he said grinning.  "Do it the old fashion way."

   "I don't understand."

   He sighed, almost out of irritation.  "Lick her clean.  Do I have to
spell it out?  Use your mouth to clean her!"

   My eyes widened.  He can't be serious.  Yea, sure I've tasted my cum
before and lately I've eaten some to show Christy it was okay to do it, but
this is different.  Only one time in my life have I eaten a cream pie and
that was with Julie many years ago.  "I...  uh, I can't do that."

   "Yes you can and you will or I'll make a call to James and let him know
you're not being cooperative and we both know what will happen then, don't
we?" Looking down at her I swallowed hard.  This won't be easy.

   Dropping my robe, I moved between her legs, lowering my face to her
crotch.  The strong odor of our recent encounters burned my nose.  It had
been over six hours since the last time I came in her and the smell was
nearly excruciating.  Lowering my face I briefly scraped my tongue across
her clit.  She began to rouse, shifting her hips slightly.

   Closing my eyes, I placed my mouth over her pussy and began lapping,
digging my tongue as far inside as I could.  The taste was strong and
tangy, but I quickly grew accustomed to the heady flavor.  It seemed to
help a little with my eyes closed.

   The more I lapped, the more seemed to ooze from her, filling my mouth. I
gagged as the thick mucus lodged in my throat, burning like rum as I fought
to get it down.  I had to wonder if this is what Christy went through the
first time I filled her mouth with my cum.

   "Here, Bill, this is for you," I heard the stranger say.  Lifting my
head, I turned my face toward him and was blinded by a bright flash.  Slime
coated my mouth and was dripping from my chin.  Another flash had me seeing
dark spots for several seconds and I closed my eyes as I heard yet another
click from the camera.  Will this torment never end?

   "Okay, I think she's cleaned enough," he said removing his tie.  Sitting
up, I watched as he meticulously undressed, carefully hanging his jacket
over the chair and folding his shirt and pants along the creases.  He was
wearing boxer shorts and his cock was causing a large bulge in the front,
straining the button to the point of nearly popping it off.

   My eyes followed his hands as he gripped the elastic sides, pulling them
down, his cock springing forth and waving wildly.  His wasn't quite as long
as mine, but it looked a little thicker.  It was hard to tell.  Christy was
awake and watching his every move as he got into bed with her.  She looked
at me with a frightened expression, but there wasn't anything that I could
do.

   "Suck my cock, Darling," he said, pointing it towards her.  I saw her
swallow hard and reach for it, her fingers not able to fully close around
it.  Slowly she moved her face closer and slipped it into her mouth.  She
hasn't had much practice, but she was doing great.  She knew this would
happen and seemed almost prepared for it.

   She sucked him for several minutes and he never touched her or moved,
allowing her to do all the work.  I should have been angry, furious about
this whole arrangement, but I was oddly aroused and massaged my erection
watching as he moved between her parted legs and pointed his cock towards
her hole.  I held my breath while he poked at her, trying to find her small
opening.  She tensed and sucked in air as his cock split her open.

   With her eyes closed I couldn't tell if she was in pain or not as he
moved deeper into her.  He wasted little time and began pumping up and down
on her.  "Damn, James wasn't kidding when he said she was tight," he
grunted out after a few minutes.  He didn't last much longer and came very
noisily, thrusting his groin hard against her while he polluted her soul
with his cum.

   I stood silent for several long minutes until he rolled over onto his
side.  Christy didn't move and stared upward while he caught his breath
next to her.  "You'd better clean her again," he said smirking.  Looking
between her legs I noticed his recent ejaculate was beginning to drip from
her.  I swallowed hard and returned to my position between her legs.

   The taste was stronger, bleachier than before but I licked and slurped
eagerly in my quest to remain in the good graces of Dr.  Brown.  My eyes
remained opened and I occasionally glanced towards Christy's face and was
disheartened to see her watching me.  How embarrassing for her to see her
father degraded this way.  Licking the cum from another man out of his
daughter's pussy.

   The slamming of the door startled me as I lifted my head and searched
for the stranger.  He was gone and so were his clothes.  I guess he was
finished using us and is on his way.  It was nearly 9 am and still early. I
smiled looking back at her.  It's my turn now.

   Sliding up her body I aligned my cock with her pussy and pushed the tip
inside.  She grunted, clinching her teeth.  "What's wrong, Honey?"

   "My kitty hurts, Daddy."

   "I know, Sweetie, but we talked about this last night.  We both agreed
that this is something we have to do or Daddy will be taken away and you'll
never see me again." I looked in her eyes to gauge her reaction.  Brown did
a major mind-fuck with her yesterday and not only had her convinced that
what we did was her fault, but she had to literally be our fuck toy in
order to keep our happy family.  There's no sense in messing everything up.

   "I'll tell you what, baby girl, turn over and Daddy will do it in your
butt instead.  Give your little pussy a break, okay?" The look on her face
told me that she wasn't happy with that option either, but she didn't have
a choice.  She needed to get used to having sex and the best way to do that
is to do it.  Often.

   I helped her roll over and pulled her hips up.  Her face turned to the
side and flat on the bed, giving me full access to her ass.  Spreading her
cheeks, her small hole pursed opened slightly then slammed shut when I
touched it with my fingertip.  Her ass is better for me now anyway as I can
fully penetrate her there whereas her pussy is still too shallow.  It won't
be long before I can get my cock all the way in there and then I'll start
teaching her how to relax her throat, but that will be later.

   Squeezing the rest of the lube onto my cock, I aimed it towards the
small crinkled hole staring back at me.  She grunted as the tip sank in,
opening it wide as the head quickly followed.  Her small fists gripped the
sheets and I could see through her messy hair that her eyes were screwed
tightly closed.  I pushed harder, watching the expression on her face turn
to pain.

   "Just relax, Honey, it will go in easier if you relax," I panted,
waiting until her grip on my cock faded.  I then resumed my entry and
immediately felt her tense up again.  She'll just have to learn to do as I
say.  Grabbing her hips, I lunged forward, sending several inches deep into
her bowels eliciting a loud gasp as her entire body stiffened.  "I told you
to relax, didn't I?" I mumbled, pushing the last inch into her.

   Her sphincter squeezed and relaxed repeatedly, almost in tune with her
heartbeat and I waited until I caught my breath before moving.  She's still
very tight back there and I knew we'd both be sore once I came.  She sighed
as my thrusts increased, the headboard pounding rhythmically against the
wall.  Her grunts told me she wasn't enjoying this, but why should she?  It
almost gave me some perverted pleasure, like spanking her with my cock for
being naughty.

   Throwing my head back, I roared loudly as my cock pulsed repeatedly
inside her tight rectum, spilling my seeds, filling her gut.  My eyes
literally rolled back into my head and I shook from the chill of my orgasm.
My legs were cramping from having them spread so wide in order to be low
enough to fuck her so I fell forward, collapsing on top of her and remained
there until my cock was squeezed out.

   I was still panting when I rolled over onto my side and put my arm
around her.  "Christy, you're doing great.  I'm sure we can handle anything
that Dr.  Brown throws at us," I said, moving her hair in order to kiss her
neck.  Tracing her spine, I wiggled my finger into the crack of her butt
and touched her hole.  She jerked as the tip of my digit penetrated the
sensitive area.  Pulling her close, I closed my eyes.  I'll need to rest
before we make love again.

   This is hard on her but it's for the best.  I know now that I can't go
against Brown and expect anything good to come of it.  Fortunately he's
already convinced her of this and I just need to remind her from time to
time how important her role is in keeping me out of jail.  In time she'll
come to accept it and I'll just have to deal with having other men having
sex with her.  I smiled remembering the stranger who just left.  It was odd
watching, but also an incredible turn on.  Smiling, I drifted to sleep
listening to her soft moans.

   ~end of part 7

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