For a Father's Love, part 8

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)


I dreamt Christy and I were making love and she responded just
like Julie used to. I kissed and caressed her, enjoying the soft
moans of pleasure emanating from the very depths of her soul. I
was about to mount her when in my vision I heard the doorbell
ring. Not wanting to stop, I ignored it and continued making love
to my sweet little girl, but the bell wouldn't be silent.

Breaking from our embrace, I went nude to answer the door and
found not one man but hundreds of them, all naked and standing in
a line as far as the eye could see. I stepped aside and they
entered single file, all heading towards my bedroom.

I jerked awake in a sweat. Looking around I saw we were alone in
the room and Christy was sleeping exactly the way I had left her.
It was 9:46 am and I hadn't been asleep long. That dream was so
real it was scary. Then the bell rang and I wondered if I was
still sleeping or not.

The room had a funky smell, like ass, sex and body odor all
rolled up into one. Leaning over to kiss between her shoulder
blades I discovered the smell was coming from her. The bell rang
again. It wasn't the same urgency that the previous stranger had,
but was timed about two minutes apart. That must have been what
awakened me. Grabbing my robe I went to see who it was, tucking
my cock under the belt.

This guy definitely wasn't the same class as the first man and
wore a blue, button-down work shirt tucked into his casual
slacks. His hair was slicked back with hair gel and he was
grinning like a fool. Must be one of Brown's parolees.

"Is Christy home?" he asked hopefully. I nodded and stepped aside
as he entered. I wasn't going to fight him on this one, as all he
needs to do is threaten to call Dr. Brown and report my refusal
to cooperate. Closing the door we walked together towards my room
to my unsuspecting daughter. He stood just inside the room,
staring at her naked form before speaking.

"She's very nice. Just the way I like 'em." I half smiled and sat
on the ottoman watching as he undressed. His dingy underwear had
a large yellow stain in the front and sagged from age. One side
was barely joined to the elastic by a few strands of thread and I
expected them to fall off of him at any moment.

He wasn't fully hard, which I kind of anticipated, as he knelt on
the bed next to her. Gently, he rolled Christy onto her back and
she slowly opened her eyes to see the stranger hovering over her,
naked. Throwing one leg over her, he leaned forward as his
flaccid cock dangled just inches from her mouth.

"Suck it," he ordered, dropping his hips lower to brush the tip
across her lips. Instinctively her mouth opened and he pushed it
inside. I had to wonder what was going through her mind right
then; being awakened by a strange, naked man thrusting his cock
at her face and knowing she had to pleasure him or risk having
her father taken from her.

Fully hard he wasn't very big, perhaps average, and slid down her
body to get between her parted legs. That's all the foreplay she
got and quickly he was fucking her while holding onto her
shoulders for support. Opening the front of my robe I began
slowly stroking my erection, feeling the fullness and watching
the head turn dark red with blood.

My attention was split between watching him on top of my daughter
and watching the drops of pre-cum bubbling from the tip of my
cock. His pace quickened and I heard the familiar tapping of the
headboard against the wall. He was a moaner and was soon grunting
like a wounded beast as he pounded harder at her.

Her legs were opened wide, her arm flung to the side, her eyes
closed, while he took his pleasure from her body. She didn't
respond to him, only allowing him to do whatever he wanted to
her. I'd have to talk to her about that. Sex isn't a one-way
street and she's got to learn to be more reactive for her lovers.

The very loud groans signaled his orgasm and I watched as he
slowed to a stop, holding himself to her while his cum fully
drained into her. Rolling over, he sat up, standing on his knees
and looked down at her. "It's clean-up time," he said, looking
towards me.

This must be something Brown thought up to further humiliate me;
having me suck out the cum of the men he sends to fuck Christy. I
sighed, getting up and losing my robe along the way. Positioning
myself between her legs, I lowered my face towards her inflamed
crotch but he stopped me.

"Me first," he said, holding his semi-erect cock towards me. He's
got to be kidding. I've never had another man's cock in my mouth
and I didn't intend to start now.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I said to clean me off first," he repeated, shaking it at me as
if he just finished taking a piss. A large white blob filled the
small hole and it was slimy from the tip to where the hair grew.

I swallowed hard. "I can't do that."

"You'll get used to it, trust me. I was in prison six years and I
can't tell you how many cocks I've had in my mouth. The first few
are the hardest. After that, it's a cakewalk. Now go on and clean
me, I don't got all day!" I swallowed hard again and closed my
eyes. If I don't do what he says and Brown blows the whistle,
I'll be doing this everyday anyway in jail.

I leaned closer and felt the wet tip touch my upper lip. Opening
my mouth, I took it inside and closed my lips around it. The
taste was horrible and the slimy goo coating it made it that much
harder. I felt his hands behind my head as he pulled my face
closer. Seconds later my nose was smashed against his pubes and
the head was tickling my throat. Thank God he wasn't hard or very
big.

My head bobbed back and forth, taking it to the back of my mouth
and then stopping as the crown reached my teeth. I had to be
careful not to let them touch or he'd get mad. The pace quickened
as he jerked my head forwards and backwards, using my mouth for
his pleasure. I felt him growing harder and soon it was gagging
me as my mouth was too shallow to fully accept it.

I tasted the salty pre-cum coating my tongue and silently prayed
that he wouldn't cum in my mouth. It was bad enough that I was
forced to suck him without him adding insult to injury. "Fuck,
I'm about to cum again!" he called out to my dismay. Pulling his
cock from my mouth, he pushed me aside to mount Christy again,
shoving his cock at her just as his cum erupted, sending the
first wad across her pubic area before it entered her.

I had fallen off the bed in his haste and got a clear view of his
joining with her. I was close enough to see the bottom of his
cock jerking wildly as he pissed his sperm into her pussy. Once
sated, he slowly withdrew, turning his hips towards me. Grabbing
my head by my hair, he pulled my face closer to his waiting cock.
I opened my mouth to clean him again.

After he was satisfied, he fell backwards panting. "Clean her
pussy now, Faggot," he barked with resentment in his voice. He
must have been badly treated in prison and now he's taking out
his frustrations on me. From the floor I leaned over Christy and
began licking the white sap slithering from her.

My eyes were closed but I felt movement from him and suddenly he
was out of my bed. I prayed that he would leave and not make me
do anything else degrading. He made noise for about two minutes
before I heard the front door close. Pulling my face away, I
scanned the empty room and sighed in relief. He was gone, but not
forgotten.

Moving to get in bed with her, I slid my hard cock into her,
eliciting a soft grunt from her. Her eyes were still shut and she
hardly moved. This isn't acceptable. "Christy, Honey, you're not
doing it right. Remember I said that you need to keep your eyes
open and you must respond to them. Move your hips and make some
noise like you're enjoying it."

She half-heartily reacted, gave a couple of fake moans and I felt
her hips twitch slightly from side to side. Well, it's a start.

I made love to her for a full five minutes before my cock
exploded, filling her again with cum. She feels so damn good;
it's hard to believe something so small can provide so much
pleasure. I guess what the say is true: good things come in small
packages. I smiled at my pun.

Rolling over I waited to catch my breath before speaking. "Baby
Girl, how 'bout we go out someplace. Get outta the house? What do
you say?" She didn't answer and I turned my head to see her
staring up at the ceiling. "Maybe go to the mall and do some
shopping or something. Would you like that? We can buy that bear
you've been asking for."

A small smile creased her face when I mentioned the bear. She's
been wanting a new Build-A-Bear bear since before her mother died
but I never really had the time or energy to fight the mall
traffic. Sitting up I looked her up and down, stopping at her raw
slit. I hope those flakes are dried cum and not skin hanging off
her like that. It almost looked like skin when it starts to peel
after a bad burn.

Picking her up, I carried her into the bathroom and we showered
together. Standing in the warm water made several wads of cum
splat out between her feet and down the drain. I tried to wash
her pussy but she cringed, blubbering that it hurt "down there."
She'll just have to get used to it.

The drive was uneventful and finding a parking spot was next to
impossible but we managed to get one not too far away. Walking
towards the bear store, a jewelry display caught my eye. There
was a "Christy" hair barrette made of peridot gemstones and
accented with diamonds that I just had to buy for her. It set me
back almost $200 but for what she's been through, she earned it.

The green stones were a little darker than her eyes but brought
them out that much more. I couldn't wait to put it on her and she
smiled when she saw how nice it looked. That was the first time I
saw Christy smile in a while.

The bear store was crowded with whiney brats and I couldn't wait
to get out of there. She picked out her bear, put the heart in
and some talking button on the hand and then we were off. It was
already lunchtime and I was starved. We headed for the food court
and she wanted McDonalds.

As expected, the place was crowded and we had to wait to find a
small table to sit at. We weren't there long when I noticed a man
staring at us as if he knew who we were. I tried to ignore him
but soon found him standing next to our table holding a tray.
"Mind if I join you, there doesn't seem to be any seats
available."

"Sure, why not," I said, returning to my meal. He took the chair
next to Christy and pulled it a little too close.

"You must be Christy," he said out of nowhere and that caught my
attention. He smiled at her before taking her hand to kiss the
back of it. My eyebrow went up. Who is this guy and how does he
know Christy? Is Dr. Brown having us followed? He can't possibly
be tracking us like this. Maybe he's trying to protect himself by
making sure we don't go to the cops.

For the next 10 minutes he talked exclusively to Christy and kept
touching her hand and her arm, slowly working his way to her
shoulder. He asked about her bear, her school, what she likes to
do and I sat there quietly not wanting to piss him off in case he
reported me to Brown.

"As pretty as you are I bet you have all the boys chasing after
you," he said, grinning at her.

"She's only nine, I don't think she's interested in boys just
yet," I interjected for the first time during his conversation.

"No, but I bet the boys are interested in her," he added, winking
at her.

We were finished eating and I got up to throw our trash away and
returned to see that he had his hand on her leg. When did that
happen? Brown is really going too far! We can't even enjoy a
moment out without him sending one of his goons to follow us.

"I'd like to take Christy on a shopping spree," he said, standing
up. I could tell from the bulge in his pants what he actually had
in mind but didn't say anything. "Would you like that?" he
directed his question to her. She looked at me and I nodded. If
he wants to spend money on her who am I to stop him.

We went to Macy's and he picked out a thin, summer dress and a
short skirt and blouse. Next was the shoe store where he bought
her a pair of high heels and a belt. Some shorts were purchased
at a children's specialty shop and when we passed a Victoria's
Secret he instructed us to wait for him and disappeared inside.

He returned with a small bag and a big grin. "I've got a room in
the mall hotel and I'd love for Christy to model her new clothes
for me."

I flinched, but agreed. Brown has me by the balls and there isn't
much I can do about it. We followed him through the mall to the
hotel and up to room 1484. Opening the door, he ushered Christy
in and I followed.

Gil, as he introduced himself earlier, and I sat at the table
while Christy undressed and he made comments about how sweet she
looked and how one day she'll probably have big 'tits' but said
he liked her body the way it was now. She was down to her panties
and tried on each of the clothes he bought for her, save one. At
the end he threw the bag from Victoria's Secret on the bed and
directed her to "Try it on."

"I got an extra small so I hope it fits," he said smiling. My
eyes bulged when she pulled the thong panties from the bag and
stared at them, confused. I don't think she'd ever seen any
before and wasn't sure what to do with the tiny scrap. It looked
more like a cloth slingshot than something you'd wear. He went to
her and helped her put them on. It fit surprisingly well
considering it's made for adult women.

Laying her back on the bed, he began kissing her while I sat
squirming in my chair. I've got to get used to this or it will
drive me insane. She was wearing only the thong and that quickly
came off and was tossed to the floor. Standing, Gil began to
undress and was soon naked in bed with her.

I couldn't pull my eyes away from them as he began kissing and
stroking her all over and brought her hand to his engorged cock.
She knew what to do and began stroking him gently while he
fondled her. Several minutes passed before he licked her pussy,
digging his fingers deep inside her.

"God, you're so wet," he whispered, just loud enough for me to
hear. "I won't need any oil to fuck you," he added, returning his
face to between her legs. I had wanted to douche her before we
left but she was too sore so I figured it would wait. I wondered
briefly what it was like for him to eat her with other men's cum
inside her or if he even noticed. He can't possibly think she got
that wet on her own.

"Suck me now," he said flopping on the bed next to her. Sitting
up, she leaned over his lap and took his fat cock into her mouth.
She was a fast learner and was sliding her mouth up and down
while stroking it as if it was the most natural thing for her to
do. He rubbed her back while she sucked him until he rolled her
over and moved between her legs. Here we go.

I could hear my daughter softly grunting as he entered her and he
was right, he didn't need any lube as he fully penetrated the
tight hole in front of him slowly. He wasn't as long as me but
was easily as thick, if not thicker. He was gentle with Christy,
taking his time as he carefully fucked back and forth, filling
her completely with his manhood. She made small gasps and I
smiled when she put her arms around his biceps and began to
rotate her hips slightly.

This encouraged him and his thrusts increased. He lasted over 10
minutes before he suddenly jerked it out of her and fell to the
bed. At first I thought that he came, but he was still rock hard
and panting. "Why don't you fuck her some," he said, turning
towards me. "I think it's so hot watching a father fucking his
daughter."

I knew I had to do what he said or risk the wrath of Brown.
Standing, I undressed, dropping my clothes on the chair I had
been sitting in. Kneeling on the bed, he took her hand and placed
it on my hard cock. "Suck it for your daddy," he growled into her
ear and she obeyed. Watching them fuck had me so hot I was about
to cum and pulled away from her sucking mouth, pinching the tip
to hold it back.

"Come 'ere," he said, pulling Christy to a sitting position. "Lay
down," he ordered me and I took her place on my back. He swung
her up to straddle me and I held my cock vertical while he
lowered her onto my erection, sinking her halfway down. "You like
Daddy's big cock, don't you?" he moaned.

I fought cumming and held her slim hips while she bucked back and
forth on me. "Does she like it in the ass?" he asked and I could
only nod. He grinned and left the bed only to return with a
bottle of baby oil. I was getting an odd feeling on what he was
about to do.

He spread my legs farther apart, which opened hers up more, and
pushed on her back sending her to my stomach. I felt a moment of
movement behind her before she grunted and her tight canal, which
was snuggly gripping my cock, suddenly became much tighter.

Christy began making some sounds that didn't even sound human as
he pushed further into her ass. Glancing at her grimacing face,
it was bright red as she held her breath and strained hard.

"It's okay, Honey, just relax, it will go easier," I whispered.
"Remember, this is something we agreed to do." That didn't seem
to make it any better for her. Never before have I had a three
way, even though Gary sometimes offered the sluts to us he
brought to the apartment, if we wanted to. I never accepted his
offer as it seemed just a little too gay for me.

I could feel his cock sliding back and forth over mine through
the thin membrane separating us. Gradually his thrusts increased
and even through I was still, his cock stroked mine and I
couldn't hold out any longer as it began jerking inside of her
pussy. He didn't last much longer and came with one long,
continuous grunt before falling to the side of us. Her tightness
quickly ejected me and I could feel the sticky wetness dripping
down my balls.

She rolled over to my side opposite of Gil, moaning. Gil was on
his back panting from exertion. "I need to clean up," he said,
staring upward.

"Yeah, I sort of expected you to say that," I said, sitting up.
"I know what you want." It was the same thing that the other two
men that Brown sent wanted. Reaching over I grasped his cock and
leaned over taking it into my mouth. It tasted mostly of baby oil
with a faint hint of ass. Even though I wiped most of the oil off
with my hand, he was uncircumcised and had a lot of the rancid
taste under the foreskin.

He seemed surprised that I did that but didn't do anything to
discourage me from continuing. I figured I just caught him by
surprise by not making him tell me to do it. Soon he was hard and
clean.

"I want to cum in each of her holes," he said, reaching past me
to grab her ankle. Pulling her closer he helped my little girl
straddle him and soon she was rocking back and forth on Gil just
as she did on me a few minutes earlier. I sat a foot away
watching as he once again fucked her until he came, flooding her
cunt with more juice. When she fell to the side, I leaned closer
and he stopped me. "Let her do it this time," he said, pulling
her to him by the hair.

For nearly fifteen minutes she sucked and licked him until he got
hard again and began slightly lifting and lowering his hips to
reach deeper inside her mouth. She did this for another 10
minutes before his rapid breathing told of his pending orgasm.
Not much time passed before he began to shoot his load into her
mouth.

"I gotta pee, Daddy," Christy called out, jumping out of bed and
rushing towards the bathroom. That left the two of us in a very
long awkward minute.

"She's something," he finally said, breaking the silence. I
nodded in agreement. "So how long have you two been, uh, doing
this?"

"Just started."

"Really? Seems like she knows what to do so I figured she's done
this a few times, with strangers that is."

"I'm surprised Dr. Brown didn't explain that to you. Called her
'fresh meat'."

"Who's Dr. Brown?"

"You know. The guy who sent you to follow us. You might know him
as James, but his name is Dr. Brown."

"I'm sorry but I do not know any Dr. Brown and no one sent me to
follow you." I stared at him with disbelief. He has to be lying.
How else would he know about us and know Christy's name? I had to
find out.

He smiled at my question just as Christy was coming back into the
room. "I have a gift for spotting young girls who are, um, let's
say sexualized or at least precocious. I felt Christy was such a
girl just by looking at her."

"How did you know her name then?" He chuckled.

"It's on her hairpiece. I used that as a way to make
introductions. Then as our conversation went on, I tested to see
how far you'd let me go with her by touching her in different
places. When you didn't try to stop me, I took that as either
your encouragement or acceptance. Either way, I gambled and it
paid off," he added with a huge smile.

I felt like shit. Not only did I allow some stranger who had no
power over me to fuck her three times, I even sucked his cock and
got him hard for her. What in the Hell am I thinking? My stomach
churned with the thought. The ringing of my cell phone
interrupted my thoughts.

I didn't recognize the number but answered it anyway. "Hello?"

"You're not home." It was Dr. Brown.

"Uh, no, not right now, we're at the mall."

"Stop what you're doing and get home now. Someone's waiting for
you there. Do not disappoint him, understand?"

I mumbled that I understood and hung up. "Christy, baby, get
dressed. We've got to go home." She nodded and reached for the
clothes she wore to the mall.

"Keep what I bought you," Gil said, getting out of bed. "I think
you deserve them." Throwing everything into a bag we dressed and
headed for the door. "Can I get your number? I'd like to meet
with you again next time I'm in town." Looking at Christy I
sighed, writing my cell number on the back of my business card.

We've already done everything imaginable with him so it really
didn't matter if we did it again or not. Besides, feeling his
cock against mine inside her body felt unexpectedly pleasurable.
"Hurry Christy, we don't want to keep the man waiting," I said,
pushing her towards the door.

In the car I pulled her close to me. "Honey, I want you to
understand that what happened today will probably happen again in
the future. It's something you must do. You don't have a choice
or else they'll take me away and you'll lose both parents
forever. Do you understand what I'm saying?" She was quietly
looking down at the floorboard and slowly nodded.

"I'm happy you're doing this to keep us together. Now when we get
home, there will be a man waiting for you. Dr. Brown sent him and
you've got to make him happy or he'll tell on us and Dr. Brown
will be angry. You'll make him happy, right?" Again she nodded,
not speaking a single word. "That's my sweet little girl."

~ end of part 8