_________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Ice Cream Girl, Part 5 (Mf, Mg, incest, ped, oral) by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) ~~~~~~~~ "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 *** wetfly6969@aol.com *** I'd love to hear your comments!