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Ice Cream Girl, Part 5 (Mf, Mg, incest, ped, oral)

by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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"Hi Daddy," Rachael announced opening the door, seeing the
elderly man sitting in his favorite recliner drinking a beer
while watching something on TV.  Slowly he turned to her with an
expressionless gaze.

"You been out whoring again?"

She smiled, locking the door behind her.  "Yes.  How else am I
expected to pay for my surgery?"

Taking a drink, he reached for his cigarette, sucking deeply
before blowing the smoke toward the sexy teen.  "You'd still be a
whore even if you didn't need the money," he stated coldly.

"Yea, but that's what you love about me, Daddy," she said kissing
the top of his thinning head and rubbing his beer belly. 
Glancing toward the television, she noticed he was watching the
old homemade movies from when she was a child.  He's been
watching those a lot lately.

She remembered that movie.  From about 12 years ago, when she
still looked like a boy.  Short hair, stocky build and the little
cocklet perched prominently between her legs.  She remembers the
old house where it was recorded.  The small plastic pool where
she splashed about naked all summer long while her daddy took
pictures or recorded her frolicking around.

"Are you still watching those old movies?" she asked reaching
across his chest for his cigarette.

"Enjoying the memories, just enjoying the memories."

"Daddy, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, Honey, what is it?" he asked upending the bottle to finish
off the beer.

"You said I was about four or five when you found me, right?"

"Yea, `bout that.  Not sure exactly, why?"

"I don't remember what happened in the beginning.  Did we, uh,
you know, have sex right away?"

"No, it was a couple of days later, what's with the question?"

"I was just wondering if, you know, you were able to fuck my ass
when I was that young or not."

"I had to work at it some, but yea, you were able to take my cock
after a few days," he replied reaching for another cigarette as
she finished the other.

"What do you mean `work at it'?"

"You had to be stretched a little; you know a finger or two at
first, then a butt plug to open you up enough to fuck.  You still
bled a little, but only the first time.  Why do you want to know
about that?"

"I was just wondering if someone about five-years-old could be
fucked in the ass."

"Sure, it happens all the time.  But it's gotta be done right or
they might be hurt some."

"What about a girl?"

"Girls or boys asses are the same so; yea a little girl could be
fucked in the ass just the same as a boy."

"No, I mean her pussy.  Like if she was about my age when you
found me.  If I was a girl and not a boy.  Could you fuck my
pussy back then?"

"Well, um, I suppose it's possible.  I ain't never tried to fuck
a little girl before.  But I guess since pussies stretch to have
babies, they must stretch to take a cock.  Kinda like a fleshy
rubber band.  You still haven't told me why you're asking."

"Huh, no reason, Daddy, I was just wondering, that's all," she
said kissing his cheek.

"All this talk got me hard," he said pulling her hand to his
erection.  "Why don't you give your old man a little relief?" he
said pulling the front of his briefs down.  Smiling, she lowered
her face to his lap, slipping his cock into her mouth.  "God
you've got the best mouth ever, Rachael."  She smiled around the
bulbous head listening to the sounds of her childhood playing in
the background.

Slurping and sucking as only a seasoned whore could, he began
panting and grunting within a few minutes.  Maybe it was the
excitement of watching the old movies or the talk about fucking
her for the first time, but he didn't last long and soon she was
gulping the watery emission quickly filling her mouth.  Pulling
away, she smacked her lips, tucking his wilting piece of meat
away.  "Daddy, do you know where the camera is?  The new one?"
she asked reaching down to remove her heels.

"Uh, yea, I think it's in my desk, top drawer.  Why do you need
it?"

"Oh, no real reason.  I just wanted to borrow it for later
tonight.  I want to take a few pictures of a friend.  I'll be
very careful with it," she said kissing him, slipping her tongue
into his mouth briefly before walking toward the desk.

"Get me another beer, will ya?" he asked turning his attention
back to his little girl sunning herself nude in the backyard so
many years ago.

***

It was almost midnight when she slipped quietly into the
apartment.  She wasn't sure what time he went to sleep and waited
nearly an hour after she saw the front light go out.  Sneaking
into Emma's room, she aroused the girl from her sleep, holding
her finger to her lip for silence.  Sitting up, Rachael smiled at
the Disney nightgown she was wearing.

"You've got to be quiet, okay, Emma.  We don't want to wake
anyone right now.  I need to talk to you about something very
important," she said watching the young girl rubbing her eyes. 
"You love your Daddy, right?"  The child nodded, not sure why she
had to ask. "I've got something very important to tell you and I
need for you to listen close," she added sitting on the bed with
her.

"Your Daddy has something called blue balls; do you know what
that is?"  Slowly Emma shook her head.  "You know those things
inside the bag under a man's cock you play with.  The hairy
sacks?"  She nodded.  "Those are called balls and that's where
all the yummy cum is made that you like to swallow.  Balls are
always making cum and the cum needs to be let out of the balls or
they start to hurt.  You don't want your Daddy to hurt, do you?"
She rapidly shook her head.

"No, I didn't think you would, `cause you love your Daddy,
right?"  She smiled, not having to answer.  "If the cum isn't let
out, they get swollen and hurt a lot and turn blue.  That's why
it's called `blue balls'.  Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I, uh, think so."

"Good, `cause I need your help to make your Daddy feel better and
get rid of his blue balls.  Can you help me with that?"  The girl
smiled wanting to what she could for her Daddy.  "Here's what
we're going to do," she said explaining her plan to the child
knowing she would do whatever she needed to help her father.

***

"Why do I have to take my nightgown off?" she asked as the bigger
girl pulled the silky garment over her head.

"You don't want to get cum on your pretty nightgown, do you?" she
asked tossing it to the bed and looking at the young girl clad
only in panties.  "Those need to come off too, okay," She added
bending over to remove them.  Emma stared at her, unsure what to
do as Rachael slid them to her ankles.  "Lift you feet, Honey,"
she said tugging at her leg.  One at a time she pulled the cotton
panties over her feet.  "Great, now let's go."

Standing outside the room, she listened to his loud snores before
slowly opening the door and peering inside.  The light from the
hall gave a lime green glow to the room and she smiled down at
her young nude friend.  "Okay, Emma," she whispered.  "This is
very important, so don't mess it up.  Wait here until I call for
you and then come in just like I told you, okay?"  The girl
nodded, watching as her older friend leisurely entered her
father's bedroom, leaving the door ajar.

He was a nice looking; well-built man and Rachael smiled thinking
how nice it will be to have this hottie wrapped around her
finger.  He was on his side, the sheet a skewed, covering his
lower body, exposing everything above his hip.  She licked her
lips.  He was really a nice specimen and had a magnificent cock.
Slowly she pulled the sheet lower hoping that, like her father,
he slept nude but was disappointed to see the pajama shorts. 
This will be a little harder than planned, but she could still do
it.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He shouted noticing the young whore from
earlier attempting to pull his pajamas down.  She stirred him
from his sleep rolling him onto his back and he reached for her.
"What are you doing in my house?" he demanded, jerking her
sideways to face him.  "GET OUT, NOW!" he ordered, trying to pull
himself up.

She pushed him back down, grabbing his exposed cock with one hand
while struggling to keep his down with the other.

She's stronger than she looks, he thought grabbing the headboard
to pull free from her.  He gasped, feeling her warm, wet mouth
over his manhood.  "STOP IT!" he yelled, shoving her hand from
his chest.  He sucked in a breath of air as the tip of his
stirring cock entered the opening of her throat.

His resistance became less pronounced with the hardening of his
cock.  "Just relax, Alan, and enjoy it," She whispered.   "I'll
make it better for you than last time.  Just lay back, close your
eyes and let me get you off.  You know you want it," she added,
freeing his cock just long enough to speak.  He grunted once it
was returned to her suckling mouth.

"I don't, I uhm, no, please, stop," he moaned not wanting the
skanky whore to do it but his resolve quickly fading as his cock
throbbed to full firmness.  Relaxing his limbs, he continued
watching the slut sucking his cock with great enthusiasm, feeling
the head slipping in and out of her throat every few seconds.

The way she was sucking his cock is awesome.  Maybe he should
allow her to finish and then throw her out of his house, telling
her never to return!  It was good, no, the best blow job ever and
he let out a whimper as she grasped his balls, kneading them like
raw dough.  Over his stomach, she watched as he stared, knowing
he was fighting it but also enjoying it too much to stop her. 
Pulling it free, she smiled at him.

"Alan, just lay back and let me pleasure you.  Close your eyes
and don't worry about anything.  Just relax, okay?  You'll enjoy
it more."

He watched until her mouth returned to his cock before dropping
his head back to his pillow.  She smiled around his cock knowing
everything was going as planned.  Sucking just a little longer,
she motioned for her little naked friend to come closer. 
Cautiously, she did as instructed, standing next to Rachael
seeing for the first time her father's full erection.

Releasing his balls, she took hold of Emma's hand, pulling it
closer.  She already instructed the girl on what she needed to
do; she just needed a little push.  Her small finger clutched his
cock as Rachael moved away; allowing her to climb between his
spread legs and continued the sucking.

Alan groaned as the suction stopped but quickly resumed but
somehow it wasn't the same.  Before the pressure was great, the
depth was perfect and her speed exactly as it should be.  Now it
seemed awkward and clumsy, almost amateurish and not much of his
cock was being sucked, mostly just the head.

Pulling the camera from her purse, she positioned herself to
bring both into the viewfinder and pressed the button.  The room
lit up from the bright flash, startling Alan as he raised his
head to see the whore standing a few feet away with a camera. 
Another flash blinded him briefly as his mouth dropped opened
from surprise.

He turned his head as another flash erupted, sending the blinding
light once again throughout the room.  As his eyes adjusted, he
looked down to the horrifying sight between his legs.  "EMMA! 
NO!  WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" he shrieked just as another flash went
off.

Reaching for his daughter to pull her away from his cock, another
flash temporarily lit the room.  "STOP TAKING PICTURES!" he
shouted, pulling his legs from the bed and rushing toward
Rachael.  She turned; running for the door knowing the naked man
wouldn't pursue her outside the apartment.  She was wrong as he
chased her almost to her alleyway before giving up the chase.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, she was sweating and she was
panting as if she had just run a marathon, but she did it.  She
got the pictures she needed.  Zooming the camera one last time
toward him, she snapped one more picture of the naked man before
walking back home smiling.

***

She checked her watch again.  It was 11:15 and Alan would soon be
leaving to get Emma from kindergarten.  She had about 20 minutes
to get what she needed and meet them at the apartment.  Walking
the three blocks she turned the corner, hastily entering Al's
Adult Book Store.

The portly, greasy-haired man looked up from the porn magazine he
was staring at and smiled.  "Hi Rachael," he said still showing
his dingy teeth.  "It's been a while since you were here.  I've
missed you."

"Sorry, I've been busy," she added looking around at the sex toys
lining the walls.

"If you're looking for business, you'll need to come back later.
No one's here but me."

"No, I'm not looking for customers, I *AM* a customer now."

"Oh, okay, what is it you're looking for?"

"I need a small butt plug and maybe a vibrator.  What do you
recommend?"

"Is it for you?" he asked scanning her body up and down.

"No, for a friend.  She's new to sex and I want to help her with
it."

"Oh, I see.  You're a great friend," he said winking.  She
smiled.  "I've got just what you're looking for, come, let me
show you," he said walking around the counter.  Rachael's eyes
went to the low-ridding pants hanging under his swollen stomach
exposing the pimple-covered cheeks of his wide ass.  The stained
tee shirt was stretched tightly across his vast belly and several
times he had to tug at the sides of his pants to keep them up.

She wanted to laugh as he bent over, showing his ass crack and
holey underwear but kept her composer.  She didn't want to anger
him as she was underage and he allowed her to work the booths to
make money.  All she needed to do is suck his cock for free and
he'd allow her in.

"Here, this should do it," he said handing her the packet
containing a small, elongated butt plug with the flat, oval base.
 Reaching a few pegs down, he grabbed a small, purple vibrator
curved at the tip, and handed it to her.  He noticed her staring
at the odd-shaped device.  "It's a G-spot stimulator," he said
leaning closer.  "Really makes the ladies scream," he added with
a wink.  She smiled.

"You'll need batteries and how `bout lube, do you need lube?  You
probably will if she's new to sex.  Don't want to rub her raw now
do we?" he said smiling his yellowed grin.

"No, `we' don't.  Give me whatever and the batteries."

Setting her purchase on the counter he smiled at her.  "How would
you like to get this for free?" he asked, his eyes traveling up
and down her slim body.  "Just takes the usual payment," he added
with a wink.  She smiled, heading around to the back of the
counter, dropping to her knees.

***

Alan was shocked to see her standing there as he answered the
door.  "What in the hell do you want?  Get away from me and my
family right now before I call the police!" he shouted attempting
to slam the door shut.  Her heeled foot prevented it for closing.

"We need to talk," she said pushing at the door, wedging herself
between the door and frame.  "Open the door!" she shouted giving
the door a hard shove.

"I want you to get out and never return.  I don't even want you
standing outside my apartment building or I swear, I'll call the
police and report you!"

"Yes, Alan, you do that and just see what will happen!" she
replied squeezing into the room.

"Emma, go to your room, NOW!" he yelled toward the frightened
child.  Turning to the whore, he grabbed her arms.  "Who in the
hell do you think you are?  Are you crazy making my daughter do
that to me last night?  She's only five-years-old for God's sake!
 She's only a child, MY child and what you did was inexcusable!"

"You know you liked it, Alan," she replied smiling.

His nose flared, his teeth clinched and he felt the veins in his
neck popping out.  "You're sick, bitch, you know that?  You are
one fucked up whore?  I hope you rot in hell for what you did!"

"Yea, maybe I will, Alan, but at least I won't be alone," she
said smiling.  This only served to infuriate him further.  "Now,
if you're finished, I think we need to talk about business."

"Business?  Are you insane?  What business could I possibly have
with the likes of you?  You're nothing but a common street
whore!"

"I might be a street whore, but I'm anything but common," she
replied touching her palm to his crotch.  Slapping it away, he
lunged at her, grabbing her by the neck and pushing her against
the wall.

"I outta kill you, bitch.  No body messes with my family and gets
away with it, do you understand me?"  She struggled, trying to
pull his large hand free from her throat.  She couldn't breathe
and was beginning to feel light-headed.  She's been in that
situation many times before and knew what to do.  It only took
one quick motion before he released her.

Alan fell backwards, doubled over from pain, grasping his
throbbing testicles.  One well-placed knee brought him down, his
face red and sweaty.  "You bitch!" he yelled charging at her
limping, grabbing her by the arms before throwing her against the
wall.  "Never in my life have I ever hit a woman, but for you
I'll make an exception," he said swinging his opened fist toward
her, striking the side of her face.  She fell sideways, grabbing
the end table for support.

"Yes, Alan, beat me up so that I can add assault to the other
charges!" she said steadying herself and rubbing the spot he just
hit.  "Come on; hit me again so I can tell the police what you
did!"

"WHAT *I* DID?  What about what you did to my Emma?  She told me
all about what you made her do, sucking strangers cocks?  She's a
child, for crying out loud.  An innocent little child!"

"What about what you did to her, huh?  Is it okay to suck the
cock of someone she knows?"

"I'm gunna kill you, whore!" he screamed coming at her again.

"You know what I'm going to tell the police when they get here?"
she asked extending her hand to stop him.  "That I came here to
save Emma from you and you beat me up.  You'll do extra time in
prison for that, Alan."

"I'm not going to prison, you are once I tell the authorities
what you did to my little girl."

"Where's your proof?  Huh?  I've got mine right here," she said
throwing the envelope at him.  "I printed them on glossy paper,
makes them look a lot better, don't you think?"

Pulling the photographs slowly from the envelope his breathing
became labored, his heart began racing.  The first picture
clearly showed him, lying in bed with Emma diligently sucking his
very erect penis.  His hands began shaking and his knees grew
weak as he turned to the second photo.  This isn't happening! 
The third picture showed the surprised look on his face and had
Emma's mouth still suckling his cock.

He couldn't look at any more and fell to his knees sobbing. 
Rachael smiled, knowing she had him right where she wanted him.
 Walking behind him, she rubbed his shoulders before bending over
to kiss his neck.  "Now, lets talk about our my business
venture."

~ end of part 5

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