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