Surrogate Lovers, Chapter 1

By wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

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A father discovers a way to have sex with his 12-year-old
daughter without having to touch her. Just how far is he willing
to let it go?

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Carl watched from the kitchen window as his wife slowly backed
out of the driveway.  His heart was pounding and he could hardly
breathe.  It had been five days since he had the opportunity to
check on the collection and he was shaking with anticipation.
Swallowing hard he sighed, dropping the curtain back into place
before glancing toward the clock.  It was almost three but he
didn’t expect Madison home anytime soon.  She would be busy for
at least thirty more minutes.

Through conversations with his daughter he knew how many were
there but it was still exciting to see them and touch them,
knowing where they had been.  With perverted enthusiasm he
quickly made his way to the utility room and stood before the
deep freezer holding his breath.  His mouth was dry and he felt
lightheaded.  Gaining composure he lifted the lid, getting
blasted by a rush of cold air.  Seeing the evidence of what she
had done was almost as exciting as seeing the real thing.

A frozen waste land of ice, box dinners, ice cream and various
meats filled the four-foot-high unit.  To the right was a sliding
basket where smaller items were kept.  What he wanted was beneath
the basket.  With baited breath he slowly shifted the basket to
the side, revealing the dark red plastic coffee container tucked
neatly in the corner, half covered by packages of frozen fish. 
He swallowed hard feeling his cock lunge forward, jutting from
the opening of his boxers like a horizontal leg as it crashed
against the cool metal exterior.

Hastily he reached for the frigid container, removing it from its
slumbering perch and brought it to his bare chest.  It was chilly
against his skin as the frozen jug stuck to the hairs on his
chest.  Carefully he shut the freezer, placing the container on
top and stood staring at it for several long seconds.  He wasn’t
sure why but for some reason the excitement seemed to build with
anticipation.

Prying back the black cover he gasped seeing the stack of used
condoms piled inside.  Most were frozen together but with a
little effort he was able to free them one at a time until they
were all laid out along the top of the freezer in two rows.  Each
was cut at the end, long releasing the fluid that had been
inside.  His hands were shaking as he counted the twenty-nine
mangled prophylactics, lightly touching each on in the process.

Like a leaking faucet his cock dripped precum, wetting the front
of the freeze as the clear fluid hurriedly raced to the floor,
pooling between his feet.  He wished that one of these was his
but knew that wouldn’t be possible.  Not if he wanted his plan to
work.  Slowly he returned them one at a time to their frozen tomb
sniffing each one to savor the vaginal scent of his young
daughter. “Soon, Madison,” he whispered returning the container
to its resting place.  “Very soon.”

***

It had been two months since matt_dog96 met Madison in a chat
room.  Carl knew her screen name and often checked on her on-line
activities to make sure she didn’t get into trouble.  She was
very head strong and lately she’s been very hard to handle.  Not
wanting her to know he was spying; he created a new screen name
and a bogus profile to assure his anonymity.  It worked for the
first day as she didn’t seem to notice him.  She typed a few
sentences then quickly stopped writing.  He figured she was
having a private conversation but there was no way to know for
sure.

On the second day, she instant messaged him.  At first he was
surprised as he wanted to only be an observer and didn’t
participate in the conversations of the chat room.  He assumed
everyone would ignore him and at first they did.  Apparently
Madison was the exception.  He remembered their first
conversation as if it happened yesterday.

She asked about him, how old he was, where he lived and what
school he went to. He responded telling her that he was fifteen,
lived in a city about twenty miles from her and made up a high
school that he supposedly attended.  He returned the questions
already knowing the answers but hoped she wouldn’t give out any
personal information.

“I’m fourteen,” she typed to his horror.  She was only twelve but
often tried to act older, even though mentally she was still a
child.  When she typed what city she lived in and the actual
junior high school she attended he got concerned.  Who else had
she given this information to? “Do you have a picture?” he asked
wanting to see how far she would go.

“Yes  want 2 c it?” she responded.  He replied that he did and
waited for the ‘got mail’ message to show.  His hands were
shaking as he clicked on her email message.  Slowly her photo
appeared from when they had gone to the water park over the
summer.  She was wearing a skimpy bikini which left very little
to the imagination.  He hadn’t noticed how risqué it was at the
time but seeing the photo his heart began to pound.

“U got 1?” she typed.

Carl wasn’t prepared for that question and told her he didn’t but
described himself to her.  She was thrilled at how ‘cute’ he was.

Over the next few minutes they talked about trivial things,
favorite colors, favorite foods, favorite class in school etc. 
Carl felt like he was a different person and actually assumed the
role of a boy twenty years his junior.  He was feeling frisky and
decided to push the envelope.

“Ever kiss a boy?” he asked curiously about her level of
interaction with boys.

“Yes.  Lotsa times,” was her reply.

“How many is ‘lotsa times’?”

“I dunno, a lot.”

Throwing caution into the wind he decided to present her with the
age-old question that he’d been wondering since she went away for
two weeks to summer camp.  She came back a different girl that
June and was more confrontational with both of them since then.

“Are you a virgin?” he asked, staring at the blinking curser for
what seemed like hours.  As her father he was hoping that her
answer was yes but he had his suspicions. Finally she replied.

“No.”  His reaction was mixed by this.  On one had his heart
dropped and he felt sick to his stomach that she has already had
sex with someone but on the other hand his cock surged at the
very thought.  Since she started puberty earlier this year he’d
been looking at her, and not like a father should.  Knowing the
consequences of having those thoughts he’d kept them suppressed
but on the internet he felt free and detached to explore those
feeling further.

He was about to reply but then wondered if she was lying.  After
all she did lie about her age so why couldn’t she be lying about
having sex?  Was she sexually active, was it a onetime thing or
is she making it all up to sound older?  His thoughts must have
taken too long as she responded before he could.

“R u mad?”

“Huh?  What do you mean?”

“Mad I’m not a virgin?”

Carl wasn’t sure how to reply.  As her father he was furious that
she was having sex at such a young age but as a lecherous
middle-aged man, he was turned on more than he had been since his
wedding night.  His heart was in his throat and his hands were
shaking so much that he could hardly type his answer.

“Mad?  Hell no I’m not mad.  I think it’s very sexy,” he said
adding a winking face.  She responded with a smiling face.

But was she really telling the truth?  He wanted to find out but
wasn’t sure how.  He decided to play this out for as long as he
could.  He could always delete this screen name if it went too
far . “How many time have you had sex?” he asked holding his
breath until her answer flashed.  He was hoping it was a onetime
thing that happened at summer camp.

“I dunno,” she typed.  Not a lot I don’t think.”

“What do you mean?”

“Sometimes my bfs wanna do it a lot.”

“How many bfs do you have?”

“Right now only one.”

“How many have you had?”

“Six.”

“You had sex with all of them?”

“Yes.”

Carl’s cock was so hard it felt like it was about to rip through
the skin.  This was his twelve-year-old daughter he was talking
to but for some reason it didn’t feel that way.  She was just a
young slut who had sex multiple times with six different boys and
he was incredibly turned on by the very thought of it, even if
she was lying.

“Do you have a picture of your cock?” she typed.  He was stunned
that she’d even propose such a request.  She was only twelve!  He
told her that he didn’t but he’d get one later for her.

“Do you wanna see my tits?” HOLY SHIT!  Is she serious? 
Nervously he responded.

“Yes.”  He was expecting that she’d email him a picture of some
other girl but when the ‘cam’ request popped on his screen he
wasn’t sure what to do.  She had a camera on her lap top but he
didn’t think she knew how to use it.  It seems that she did.

An image box appeared in the upper corner of his screen with a
picture so small he couldn’t make out what it was.  Expanding the
box his eyes nearly fell out of his head as Madison’s naked torso
suddenly filled his screen.  She was bare from the waist up and
hovered over the key board to give him a really good view.  She
was beautiful and he had never been so turned on before.

Her areola were little more than prominent buds surrounded by
small mounds of meat that were just starting to fill out.  She
began wearing a training bra at the end of the school year and it
was obvious that the bra may have been premature.  Her breasts
made a modest lump in her shit if it was tight but aside from
that, they were hardly noticeable.

“Do u like em?”

“GOD YES!!!  I wish I could suck them,” he replied knowing he
could put one completely into his mouth and still had plenty of
room to flick the nipple with his tongue . “U can if u wanna.”

“R u serious?”

“Yea. If u can come here.”  Carl realized that he wasn’t
breathing and had to take a deep breath of air to keep from
passing out.  This was incredible, but disturbing at the same
time.

“Do u do that a lot?”

“What?”

“Show ur tits to guys u just met on-line.”

“Yea.  It’s no biggie.  They like it.”

He needed to take a breather.  This was too much.  His young
‘innocent’ daughter was now officially a slut!

***

The slamming of the front door broke his trance sending him into
a panic.  Madison was home!  She couldn’t see him like this he
thought and quickly hid into the utility closet.  She called out
for her mom and dad but got no reply.  On hurried feet she rushed
up stairs and slammed her door shut.  Now was his chance to go.

Silently he made his way upstairs to his office, careful not to
make a sound as he stepped over the squeaky step.  By the time
his computer booted on, she was already in the chat room. 
Immediately she im’d him.

“Hi luvr,” she typed with a kissy face.  She had been calling him
that for over a month even though they’ve never met face to face.
 He replied the same.

“You’re home early.”

“Yea, he dint take long.”

“So you got it?”

“Yea.”

“Show me.”  Seconds later the cam request appeared on his screen.
 Eagerly he clicked on it, watching as her naked image began to
appear.  He had a lump in his throat as her smiling face finally
loaded.  In her right hand Madison was holding a used condom tied
at the top, the end filled with an amber fluid.  His cock
twitched, releasing a glob of precum.  She did it again!

“R u ready to fuck me Matt?” she asked bringing her face to the
camera.  Carl swallowed hard.  This is what he had been waiting
for all afternoon.  It was time to call her.

She got a cell phone for her twelfth birthday about six months
earlier but she’s restricted on using it.  Carl bought a
disposable phone to use when they called and he disguised his
voice the best he could.  She was so eager to have him for a
boyfriend she believed the man who called her was her
fifteen-year-old on-line lover.

“Masturbate for me first,” he told her before she even spoke the
first work. Fishing out his erection he leaned closer to his
screen.  He knew that it wouldn’t take long to cum and wanted to
enjoy as much of her as he could.

Next to her was the purple vibrator he had sent her a few weeks
ago.  He enjoyed watching her bring herself off but often made
her stop before she could cum.  This made her orgasms stronger
when he finally allowed her to finish.  This was going to be
incredible.

Holding the plastic phallus against her fleshy nub, she began
moving her hips back and forth while moaning.  She knew he liked
it when she did that and grunted loudly toward the phone.  It
wasn’t long before she was panting and thrusting her hips back
and forth.  He knew he had to stop her or she’d squirt all over
the floor again and he wouldn’t be far behind her.

“STOP!” he shouted loud enough to drown her sounds.

“Ready to fuck me now?” she asked again, her face sweaty and
flush from exertion.

“YES!” he yelled into the phone leaning closer to his screen. 
Madison disappeared from his view for a few seconds before
reappearing with the eight-inch dildo he mailed to her last
month.  A huge smile creased her face as she placed the computer
on the floor and directed the camera between her legs.

“Let’s fuck,” she said before aiming the dark-colored phallus to
hairless slit.  Her pussy glistened from the ceiling light as she
rubbed dildo up and down her crack.  Carl was squeezing his cock
hard to keep from cumming.  He wanted to see this to the end.

Like a snake swallowing a rat, the over-sized cock split her gash
wide as inch by inch it began to disappear inside of her pussy. 
His breaths were pants as he fought the urge to ejaculate.  Even
after watching her doing this twenty-nine other times he still
reacted the same way.  Reaching for a towel, he began cumming,
shooting several volleys of potent sperm into the terry cloth. 
It was too erotic watching her fucking herself like that to hold
out any longer.

 “Tell me,” Carl said panting into the phone.  Even though he had
just came, his cock was still rock hard and threatening to
explode again.

“His name is Ethan and he’s in the eighth grade,” she spoke,
taking longer than Carl wanted.

“We met behind the library after school and fucked in the
bushes.”

Carl had to use his cum towel to wipe the sweat from his brow. 
She let a boy she just met that morning fuck her after school in
the bushes.  How slutty is that?  His attention returned to the
screen as she picked up her pace, stabbing the silicon monolith
into her pliable furrow, gasping as she seemed to approach an
orgasm.  She did that every time and he wondered if she actually
came or if she was simply faking it, like her mother.

“HARDER!” Carl wheezed, his voice cracking from exhilaration.  “I
want to fuck you harder!”  Gripping the bulbous end with both
hands, Madison increased her tempo, parting her legs wider to
ease the friction.  The fake cock was much bigger than any of the
boys she’d had sex with and it made her feel full.  After a while
it began to hurt, but she didn’t want Matt to know that.  She
loved him and didn’t want to disappoint him.  Closing her eyes,
she hoped that he’d come soon so she could stop.

“Get ready, I’m about to cum!” Carl shouted over the phone,
forgetting to use his fake voice.  Through the excitement she
didn’t seem to notice as she released the dildo and reached for
the condom.  Her tightness injected the intruding cock several
inches from her hole.

“HURRY!” Carl panted, feeling the boiling in his balls.  He was
about to cum again but wanted to wait for the right time. 
Slowing his pace he leaned closer, staring at her reddened pussy,
the hole slightly enlarged from her efforts.  Using a pair of
scissors she snipped the end of the condom, just below the knot
and pinched then end to keep from spilling any.

Carefully she pushed it inside of her pussy, the opened end first
until it had disappeared.  Reaching for the abandoned dildo she
pushed the end back inside, sliding it in until it reached
bottom.  Carl couldn’t hold out any longer and pumped another
load into the stiff towel.

Eagerly he watched as she repeatedly stabbed herself with the
fake cock, simulating a guy cumming.  She must have seen it often
as she imitated it very well.  Suddenly she stopped, holding it
deep inside.  It was over, at least for now.  He looked forward
to tonight when she would masturbate for him again before going
to sleep.

“How big was he?” Carl asked once he gathered his composure.

“About six inches.”

“Still not big enough,” Carl told her.  “You know I’m eight
inches long and I’m really thick.  I’m about the size of the
dildo I sent you, maybe a little thicker.”

“I know, you told me but its hard finding boys as big as you.”

“Then stop fucking little boys, go for the older ones, guys
closer to my age.”

“How?”

“Instead of walking home down Orange Avenue, take Walnut instead.
 The high school is only two lights down.  You can meet a lot of
older guys there willing to fuck you.”

“How did you know that?”  The question surprised him.  He had
forgotten that she didn’t know who he really was and for a second
he thought that he blew it.

“I know where you live, remember?  I Googled it and found your
school and noticed the high school nearby.”  He held his breath
hoping she’d buy his excuse.

“Oh,” she finally said after thinking about it.  Carl sighed a
breath of relief.

“Now don’t forget to write down everything about Ethan in your
journal.  I’ll want to read it when we finally fuck for real.”

“REALLY?!?  You’re coming to see me for real?”

“Yes, I’ll be going there to fuck you for real so you’d better be
ready for me, okay?”

“When?”

“I’m not sure.  It’s hard to say for now, just keep doing what I
tell you and soon we’ll be together.”

“I will,” she said giggling into the phone.

“Make sure you fish out that condom from your pussy and put it
with the others.  I want to see those too when I go there.”

“Why?”

“Because they each represent a time when we fucked.   These guys
aren’t just random strangers, they’re your surrogate lovers and I
treasure each one.  They’re special, Madison, like you,” he told
her allowing her a few seconds for it to sink in.  “I gotta go
now, my mom is calling me,” he said.  “Leave the camera on, I
want to watch you take the condom out of your pussy before I
leave.”

“Okay,” she agreed with a snicker.  “Ten o’clock?” she asked
smiling as he confirmed their next meeting.  With a smile she
closed her phone.

Using her index finger and thumb she dug into her pussy until the
felt the rubbery object.  Slime dripped from her opening as it
slithered out of her like the skin of a molted snake.  Smiling
she held the oozing condom toward the camera so that her on-line
boyfriend could see.  She liked it when they had sex and didn’t
mind using surrogate lovers until they could meet in person. 
Smiling she bent over and kissed the camera before turning it
off.

***

Carl sat at the dinner table staring at Madison.  Over the past
two months he’d learned a lot about her and now saw her in a
different light.  She wasn’t his daughter, not any more.  They’ve
been through too much together and he could no longer look at her
that way.  She was a slut and would spread her legs at the drop
of a hat, no matter who it was.  All it took was for him to ask
her to do it and she’d give it up.  What happened at camp?  He
watched as she picked at the beans, moving them around her plate
and lining them along the edge.

Smiling he leaned closer to her.  Her brown hair cascaded down
her back, stopping just below the scapula.  Her hazel eyes were
almond shaped and framed by half-inch long lashes.  Brown
freckles crossed the bridge of her nose softly dotting her face
like the stars of the Milky Way.  Narrow at the top, her nose
gradually widened and flared slightly at the end.  Her bottom lip
was plump and full with her upper lip slightly thinner.  Aside
from the freckles, her peaches-and-cream skin was flawless,
radiating in the proper light.

She was precocious and slightly resembled a young Jodie Foster
when she was that age, although her behavior is more like a
modern day Lindsay Lohan.  Her grades are hardly average and it
seems almost weekly she’s being sent to the principal’s office
for behavioral problems and lately things only seem to be getting
worse.

“Carl?” Theresa spoke distracting him.  “Hel~lo…What’s going on?”
 Panicked he looked at his glaring wife who had ‘that’ face. 
Clearing his throat he spoke.

“Huh?  What do you mean?” he asked afraid she knew something.

“You’re not eating and you seem preoccupied.  I asked you a
question and you acted like you didn’t even hear me.  Is
everything okay?”  He sighed deeply.  She will be a hitch in his
plan.

“Uh, yea, Honey, everything’s fine.  I’m just going over some
notes in my head for a project I’m working on.  Larry has me
doing some crazy ad campaign and I’m just lost in my thoughts.  I
guess I didn’t realize that I wasn’t paying attention. I’m sorry,
what was your question?”

“It doesn’t matter.  I just couldn’t figure out why you were
staring at Madison.  Is there anything you want to talk about?”

“Talk about?  Lord no, Honey, like I said I was just thinking
about work.  I wasn’t staring at anything really, just deep in
thought, that’s all.”  He resumed eating, keeping his eyes
trained to his plate.

***

Working from home has been both a blessing and a curse.  He
enjoyed the freedom and lack of supervision from his boss, but
being home meant he was spending a lot more time with his wife. 
Things haven’t been good between them lately and now that they’re
together 24-7, tensions are even worse, especially with Madison
acting up like she is.

Carl sat in his office, his only refuge from dealing with his
wife, deep in thought about his daughter.  It wasn’t right what
they were doing but somehow it didn’t feel wrong.  It wasn’t
incest because he hadn’t actually touched her in a sexual way. 
He was just sort of using her for his selfish desires by
encouraging her to have sex with various boys and masturbating to
the stories.  She’s fucked thirty different boys in just over a
month which is very impressive for any girl but more impressive
because of her age.

His cock was hard again and straining for release.  It was only
9:30 and Madison wouldn’t be on line for another thirty minutes.
He’d have to wait.  She was in her room supposedly doing her
homework but he had other ideas of what she was really doing. 
Based on her grades he doubted she was working on anything other
than her pussy.   She seems to really enjoy playing with herself
and he enjoyed watching.  He smiled thinking of the first time
she showed him.

It was right after they met that she flashed him her pussy.  She
wasn’t shy about it and she was the one to bring it up.  Hovering
above her camera, she gave him a gynecological view of her
developing privates and even pushed the skin aside to show him
her hole.  The lack of a hymen proved that she wasn’t a virgin,
but had she had sex yet?  At the time that was still unknown.

He wanted proof of her sexual prowess and dared her to put
something inside.  Over the next twenty minutes she shoved in
everything from fingers, pens and a toothbrush to a pill bottle,
a tube of tooth paste and the top end of a Coke bottle.  He was
convinced that she had in fact had sex.  A virgin couldn’t do
that.

The next day Carl went shopping, looking for anything
penis-shaped to bring home for her to use.  Conveniently left
where Madison could find them, he stocked the refrigerator with
jumbo hotdogs, sausages, bratwursts, kielbasa, pepperoni sticks,
bananas, cucumbers, and zucchinis, making sure to hand pick the
biggest ones.  Over the next few days he watched as she shoved
each of them into her pussy and masturbated for his amusement. 
She was able to squeeze two pepperoni sticks inside of her at the
same time, much to his pleasure.

He convinced her to break up with her boyfriend so that they
could be exclusive.  She blissfully did what he asked.  When he
asked for her address to send her a present, she didn’t hesitate
and gave it to him.  Spending eighty dollars at the adult video
store he drove out of town to mail her the eight-inch long, two
inch diameter black dildo she’s now using to fuck herself with. 
It was the closest one he could find to his true size but as
black as coal.  She questioned the color but he deflected her
inquiry.  Two weeks later he sent her a vibrator, much to her
delight.

***

“Are you coming to bed?” he heard his wife’s voice from the
doorway.  Lifting his head he turned his attention toward her and
smiled, hoping to eliminate any concerns she may have.  It’s been
about two months since he and Madison began playing their little
sex games and he and Theresa only had sex once since then.  He
felt guilty about neglecting her, but could help it.
With Madison he felt exuberant and alive, more alive than any
time with his wife so it made up for it.  He looked at the clock
and smiled.  It was ten o’clock and time for Madison.

“Uh, not right now, Honey, I’m trying to get caught up on this ad
campaign.  I’ll be there in a few minutes.  Don’t wait up for
me.”

“Is there anything I can do?”

“No, just go to bed.  I’ll be there shortly.”  She stood at the
doorway, acting as if she wanted to say something but quietly
left.  Their fifteenth anniversary was a few weeks away and he’d
do something to make up for ignoring her but for now, it was time
to say good night to Madison.

“Hi luvr,” the im box appeared as soon as he signed in.  He knew
she’d be waiting for him, she always was.

“Call me,” he typed smirking.  Quickly she dialed his number.

“Hey, slut,” he answered recognizing her number.

“That’s not very nice!” came her reply.

“Just kidding.  Anyway I kinda like it.”

“Like what?”

“That you’re a slut.”  She didn’t respond right away.

“You think I’m a slut?”

“Duh, what do you think?  You’ve fucked 36 different guys, what
do you think that makes you?”  She didn’t respond right away.

“I guess you’re right,” she replied sounding down.

“Hey, don’t be sad.  Like I said, I like it… you’re *MY* slut,”
he assured her.

“You’re not mad?”

“Of course not.”

“Maybe I shouldn’t have sex with any more guys.”

“WHAT?!?  Are you crazy?  Why not?”

“Cause that makes me a slut.”

“Madison, I like that about you.  You know how much I love you
don’t you?  These guys you’re fucking aren’t really other guys,
they’re surrogate lovers, stand-ins for me, remember?  Every time
they fuck you it’s really me making love to you, right?  I
explained that to you a long time ago, did you forget?”

“No, but you’re not the only one who calls me that.  Some kids at
my school are saying that too.”

“Don’t worry about them, Babe, they just don’t understand. 
You’re my girl and until we can be together we’ll have to keep
doing it this way or we won’t be able to have sex.”

“When will that be?”

“Soon, Madison, very soon, I promise you but it’s very hard right
now,” he said with a chuckle.  “Speaking of being hard…”

“Are you ready for me to masturbate?”  “Always.”  Seconds later
the cam request popped up on his screen.  Smiling he clicked
‘accept’. Carl reached for his crusty cum rag, stiff from
multiple ejaculations, and waited for her to begin.  As her image
appeared she was undressing, slipping her panties over her left
foot before tossing them aside.  Smiling she licked the palm and
fingers of her right hand before sliding them between her legs. 
Carl moved closer, taking short breaths.

It appeared as if she was trying to scrub her pussy clean as her
hand began flashing up and down her slit, becoming a blur from
her exertion.  Beads of sweat dotted her face as she gasped from
whatever pleasure she derived from this activity.  She was really
going at it, the sounds of her moans audible over the phone.

“Put me inside of you!” he groaned, nearing his own climax. 
Reaching for the nightstand drawer she retrieved the chocolate
dildo he so enjoyed watching her use.  A few drops of lube on the
tip and it quickly found its way inside of her, sliding in so
deep it pushed her uterus upward.  She grunted from the twinge
but kept it buried inside as deep as she could get it.  Matt
liked it when she did that and this was for him.

“FUCK YOURSELF!” he shouted into the mouthpiece, his body
trembling from excitement.  He really enjoyed the evening
sessions with her and wished that he could see it live.  His cock
began jerking, sending the first volley of cum under his desk,
hitting the wall.  As if trying to capture a killer bee, he threw
the cloth over the tip of his cock just as the second stream
blasted from the tip, soaking the cardboard stiff rag in the
center.  This was followed by two additional hard jerks.

His stare bored a hole into the screen as he continued gazing at
the arousing way she fucked herself with the fake cock.  She
possessed star qualities and would put half of the porn stars to
shame if she had the chance.  Struggling to catch his breath he
felt lightheaded as her pace quickened, angrily stabbing her
pussy in rapid-fire succession.

Her left hand held the fake balls while her right held the base
as she fed her hungry pussy as much of the latex shaft that it
would take.  All but a hand’s thickness of the eight-inch phallus
disappeared inside of her.  Back and forth, over and over she
fucked herself, wishing it was Matt fucking her instead.  Her
eyes were tightly closed as thoughts of her on-line lover filled
her dreams.

“Come for me, Madison,” he urged, noticing her movements were
getting irregular.  He knew she was getting close to cumming by
her body language.  Many times in the past he witnessed her
orgasm and a couple of times she came so hard the dildo was
expelled from her nearly a foot, leaving her pussy red and gaped.
 This looked like it could be one of those times.  With the
rubber shaft growing slipperier by the minute, she struggled to
keep from dropping it.

“Damn, girl!” he shouted, “Fuck that slutty hole!”  Her reaction
wasn’t what he expected as her body tightened and she fell
backward, crashing onto her bed with a thud.  Immediately she
began jerking, her hands flaying above her head as the dildo shot
from her pussy with a single hard contraction.  Her hands shot
between her legs as she turned to the side, holding her pussy as
if she had just been kicked.

Carl was fighting off the urge to cum again and squeezed the tip
until the sensation subsided although his eyes never left the
screen.  Madison was twisting and turning, rocking from side to
side as the intensity of her orgasm diminished.  It took a few
minutes before both could calm down.

“Damn, my girlfriend really knows how to get me off!”

“My boyfriend does the same,” she added with a giggle.

“Did you like it when I called you ‘slut’?”

“I dunno.  I don’t think that’s a nice word.”

“It’s not, but then you’re not a nice girl, right?” he asked with
a chuckle.  “Listen, Madison, I love you for who you are and
don’t want you to change.  I’m going to start calling you a slut
because I think you get off on being call that.  Plus I like the
thought of you being a slut for me.  You’re my slut, right
Madison?”  There was a pregnant pause.  “Right?”

“Yea, I guess.”

“Good.  Now go to sleep without washing your pussy.  I like the
scent of a woman who just came.”

“How can you smell me?”

“I don’t have to; I can imagine how you smell.  Now go to sleep
and get ready for your big day tomorrow.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re going to the high school tomorrow to look for guys with
bigger cocks, remember?”

“Oh yea, I forgot about that.”

“Well just don’t forget to do it tomorrow after school.”

“Uh, how do I do it?  I mean they’re a lot older than me and I
don’t know none of them.”

“Just walk up to someone you think is cute and introduce
yourself.”

“What if they won’t like me?”

“They will, trust me.  Let them know you’re a slut, or better
yet, tell them you’re a nympho and see what they say.”

“What’s that?”

“Someone who likes sex.  That’s what you are, right?”

“Yea, I guess.”

“Great.  As soon as you’re done run home I’ll be waiting for you
on-line.”

“Okay.”

“Damn, Madison, you are so fucking hot!  I’ve never known a girl
like you before.”

“Is that bad?”

“Hell no!  It’s incredible.  You’re incredible.”

“I gotta go to bed before my parents come in and check on me.”

“Good night princess.”  She suddenly got very quiet.  “Madison,
is everything okay?”

“Yea.  It’s just, uh, well, my dad used to call me that when I
was little.  I guess it just kinda freaked me out hearing you say
it.”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to upset you.  I won’t call you that
again.”

“No, it’s okay, I just didn’t expect it.”

“Good night, princess.”

“Good night lover,” she replied kissing the phone before hanging
up with a smile.  She had just washed and put away the dildo when
there was a knock on her door.  Still naked she leaped onto her
bed, throwing the sheets over her body just as her father opened
the door.

“Madison why are you still awake?  It’s ten-thirty,” he said
walking over to turn off her lamp.  “Go to sleep,” he added
leaning over to kiss her forehead.  He fought the urge to kiss
her lips as that wouldn’t be appropriate for a father to do.  He
did linger a little longer sniffing the pungent odor of pussy and
sex.  The fragrance was intoxicating.  Slowly he left, remaining
at the door to gaze at her illuminated from the hall light.  She
was unbelievable.

***

Carl watched from the kitchen window as his wife stood nearby
cutting potatoes for dinner.  His heart was pounding in his chest
and he could hardly breathe.  It was almost four o’clock and he
was shaking with anticipation. Where was she?  Swallowing hard he
sighed, dropping the curtain back into place before turning
toward his wife.

“Expecting a delivery?” she asked washing the vegetable she had
just sliced.

“Huh?  What do you mean?”

“That’s the fifth time in the past ten minutes you looked out the
window.  What are you waiting for?”

“Oh nothing, I was just looking outside.  I’m not waiting for
anything.”

“Can you turn the fire up on the water?  I need it to boil.” 
Carl was always amazed how she could just shift gears like that.
No matter what it was she could change the subject at the drop of
a hat.  Without replying he turned the dial to high and fought
the urge to look out the window again.  Madison was late.

‘Where is she?’ he softly mumbled taking a deep breath.  The
suspense was killing him. Fighting the ache to look outside once
again he opened the refrigerator looking for nothing in
particular. Just then the front door slammed shut causing him to
jump with a start.  His heart skipped a beat.

“I’m home!” Madison shouted making her way upstairs.  Carl had a
lump in his throat as he excused himself, citing some phony work
that needed to be done.  He had left his computer on but
minimized the screen, just in case Theresa went into his office
as sometimes she did.

He was waiting in front of his monitor when she signed on,
causing him to lose his breath.  It had been killing him not
knowing if she went through with it.  Perhaps she chickened out
or she was rejected for being too young.  High school boys don’t
really think about the consequences of fucking an underage girl
so he doubted she had any problems finding someone to fuck her. 
He smiled when she typed her usual greeting.

“Call me,” he typed.  When they had first begun talking on the
phone he gave her instructions to never call unless he tells her
to.  He wanted to make sure his wife wasn’t around to question
who he was talking to.  It just makes it a lot easier.  Besides
the fact it’s his second cell phone, and a prepaid phone at that
would be too suspicious and Theresa would definitely suspect
something.  It seemed to take an hour before his phone finally
rang.

“Hey slut,” he began grinning to himself.  “Do you have it?”  He
couldn’t wait to hear her answer.

“Yea, I got it.”  He sucked in a breath of air and his heart
skipped.  Was she lying?

“Show me,” he told her pulling the front of his shorts down to
free his cock.  He’d been hard most of the day and couldn’t wait
for her to get home.  Seconds later the cam request popped up. 
He was so excited that he couldn’t aim the pointer at the button
and began clicking the mouse wildly in a feeble attempt to hit
it.  Finally it worked and the picture box appeared.  He
swallowed hard.

As her image appeared her smiling face filled his screen but what
caught his attention was the long amber balloon gently swaying
beside her grinning expression.  Pinched between her finger and
thumb the condom stretched its full length, the reservoir tip
swollen with a tawny juice as it rocked back and forth inches
from her cheek.  Carl gasped.  She actually did it!

“Tell me,” he instructed reaching for his cum rag.  He knew it
wouldn’t take much to send him over the edge.

“I was walking toward the high school when I saw this guy who
kinda reminded me of you,” she began.  Carl smirked as she had no
idea what he looked like, only vague physical characteristics of
some fantasy boy that existed only in her head.   “I was nervous
at first but I remembered what you said so I stopped him.”

“What did you say to him?”

“I asked him his name.  It was Phil.  I asked Phil if he wanted
to go somewhere to talk and he said ‘ok’.  We went to the park
behind my school.  I’m glad I met him ‘cause he’s fifteen like
you and he reminded me of what you look like so when we fucked it
was just like fucking you!”

“That’s right, slut.  That’s what I’ve been trying to explain to
you about surrogate lovers.  They’re just stand-ins for the real
thing.  So tell me what happened in the park.”

“We talked a little and I told him what you said about me being a
nimbo and he didn’t know what I meant.”

“NYMPHO, Madison, not nimbo!  You used the wrong word, no wonder
he was confused!”

“Oh, I couldn’t ‘member the word you said last night.”

“Why don’t you write it down so you won’t forget?  It’s very
important to use that word so guys will know what you mean.”

“Okay, I will,” she said dropping the phone.  Carl waited a few
seconds until she picked it up again.  “How do you spell it?”
With a sigh Carl slowly spelled it slowly, making sure she got it
right before asking her to continue with her story.

“He didn’t know what I was trying to say so I told him I like sex
and he was like ‘WHAT?’ so I told him again.”

“What did he say?”

“He asked what grade I was in and I told him I was in the
eighth.”

“Good.  Then what happened?”

“He asked me if I wanted to do it and I said yes so we went into
the trees near the sand pit.”

“He fucked you in the bushes at the park?”

“Yea.”

“That’s so slutty; Madison, but I love it!”  He heard her giggle.
 “What else?”

“I gave him a condom and told him that he had to put it on and he
said okay and started taking off his pants.  I did the same thing
and I watched him put the condom on.  It was already hard so he
could do it easy.”

“Oh God, Princess, you’re so fucking sexy, do you know that? 
Finish telling me.  How big was his cock?  What did it look like?
 Did it feel good inside of you?”

“He was bigger than the other boys I fucked but not as big as you
are.  I hope that’s okay.”

“Not really.  For this surrogate thing to work you have to find
someone my size.  You’ll have to keep searching.  It won’t feel
like we’re doing it for real unless he has a cock like mine,
understand?”

“Yea, I guess so.”

“What do you mean ‘you guess so’?  This is important, Madison so
you have to take it seriously!  If we’re going to fuck this way,
it’s necessary for his cock to be as close to mine as possible. 
I don’t care if it takes you six months to find him, you have to
keep looking!”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to make you mad.  I’ll keep looking,
but how many guys will it take to find one like yours?”

“I don’t know it just depends on how good you are at looking.  It
could be fifty more or a hundred or two hundred.  It’s all up to
you.”

“When I find the right one I only have sex with him, right?

“Yes, now what did he do after he put on the condom?”

“He told me to lay down and got on top of me and kept trying to
get his cock inside of me.  He wasn’t doing it right ‘cause he
kept missing but after a few times he got it right and pushed it
in.”

Carl’s cock began twitching as cum poured from his cock, soaking
the towel.  He was right, it didn’t take much but he still wanted
to know all the details.  Holding the soiled rag around his cock
he listened as she repeated the afternoon’s events, interrupted
only by his questions.

The kid’s cock was about seven inches, according to Madison, and
about as big around as an empty toilet paper spool.  It was pasty
white and had a slight bend to it.  By the end of the
conversation he knew everything about this kid and was once again
rock hard and needing some relief.  Wanting nothing more than to
run to her room and fuck her brains out, he knew that he couldn’t
as it would ruin his plans.  The war is more important than the
battle.

It was time to kick this game up a notch.  So far she’s done
everything he asked her to.  Fucked a new boy everyday for the
past thirty days, fucked herself with anything cock-shaped, used
the dildo to fuck the cum out of the condoms into her pussy,
dress more provocatively, masturbated in front of the camera for
him and save all the used condoms in the freezer.  He wanted
those mementos for later.

Now it was time to see if she was willing to take the next step.
If his plan was to work, she would need to be totally obedient
and willing to do everything he said.  He will make a new request
to see how agreeable she was.  Any hesitation would be a problem
for his master plan.

“I think tomorrow you should look for two boys to fuck you,” he
panted into the phone fighting the need to cum again.  He was
close but didn’t want to cum so quickly.

“TWO!?!  Why two?”

“It will double your chances of finding one the right size and
you *know* how important that is, right?”   She didn’t respond
immediately.

“That’s a good idea, right?” he prodded, concerned that she
didn’t immediately agree.

“Yea, I guess, but how do I get two of them?”

“You can either look for two guys together or find two single
guys and just do them back to back.  It doesn’t really matter
how, just fuck two guys tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay.”  He smiled.  There wasn’t much resistance to this so it’s
getting easier.  At this rate he’ll be fucking her for real
within a week or two, maybe sooner.

“Madison I know you said that you didn’t want to talk about it,
but I’m still curious.  What happened the first time you had sex?
 I remember you said it was at a summer camp but you keep saying
that you don’t want to discuss it.  Why not?”

“I dunno, I just don’t wanna.”

“You know you can tell me anything, right?”

“Yea.”

“Then tell me.  I’ve asked before but you never wanted to talk
about it.  I want to know now.”

“Maybe later.”

“No, now.  I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer.  Tell me or I’ll
break up with you!”

She gave a deep sigh.

“His name was Bruce and I really liked him.  We met at camp and
he asked me to be his girlfriend so I said yes,” she paused. 
“The next day he wanted to have sex but I didn’t want to ‘cause I
never done it before.  He asked me two more times and I said no.
He told me it was okay because he was my boyfriend and said if I
didn’t he would break up with me.  I didn’t want to lose him so I
did it so he would still be my boyfriend.”

“So he made you have sex?”

“I dunno, I guess.  I wouldn’t have done it if he didn’t tell me
that.”

“Then what happened?”

“After that he wouldn’t talk to me anymore.  I kept trying to
find him but his friend told me that he didn’t want to see me no
more but *he* wanted to be my boyfriend now.”

“Did you?  I mean did you let him fuck you?”

“Not right away.  I still wanted Bruce but since he didn’t want
me no more I went with Jason ‘til we left.  He promised to call
me after camp but he never did.”

“That’s it?  That’s your big secret you’ve been keeping?”

“Huh?  What do you mean?”

“Madison what happened to you happens to millions of girls every
day.  Older boys con then into putting out and then they drop
them like a hot potato.  That’s life, sweetheart so get used to
it.”

“I know, but it still made me feel bad ‘cause I really liked
him.”

“So now you’re getting back at him, right?”

“What do you mean?”

“Since he screwed you over you’re screwing over any guy you can,
right?”

“No it’s not like that.”

“What do you call it?  Your pussy has seen more cock in the past
30 days than most prostitutes see in six weeks.  I’d say you’re
trying to get even with him.”

“I’m doing it ‘cause you wanted me to.  I only did it with four
other boys before I met you.”

“So you’re saying you wouldn’t be fucking around like this if I
didn’t ask you to?”  He knew the answer but wanted to hear it
from her.  He wanted her to realize how much power he had over
her.

“No.”

“Good, I like to hear that.  Now starting tomorrow I want you to
bring me two condoms full of cum so that we can fuck twice
tomorrow night.  Understand?”  She agreed.  “Now, it’s our time
to fuck, get the dildo out and get busy, I’m horny as hell right
now…”

***

Carl was on his computer looking at various porn sites when he
heard the front door slam.  It was 3:34.   Theresa was in the
kitchen starting dinner and he smiled when the loose step creaked
as she climbed the stairs.  His office door was ajar as his wife
often got suspicious when he shut it all the way.  It wasn’t
long; perhaps two minutes when his computer chimed that she was
on-line.

“Did you do it?” he asked before giving her a chance to type.

“Yea.” He sucked in a short breath of air through his nose as his
cock surged.

“You fucked two?”

“No, not ‘xactly.”

“What do you mean?”

“I went with two guys behind their school and one of them started
fucking me but the other one wanted me to suck his cock.”

“Did you?”

“Yea, but he came before we could fuck.”

“Did you swallow it?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.  Now call me, we need to talk about this!”

He fought the urge to cum listening to his daughter explicitly
recount the afternoon’s events.  She knew what he wanted to hear
and utilized all the words he encouraged her to use.  Cock,
pussy, suck, mouth, cum and fuck peppered her sentences as she
told her story, bring Carl to the edge of no return.

He lost count of the number of times his cock jerked, pumping his
white clotty cream into the overused rag.  In the past few weeks
he has cum more times inside that crusty cloth than inside his
wife over the past two years.  Even though he enjoyed the
sensation of a warm, wet pussy, talking to Madison like this was
ten times better.  He knew very soon they wouldn’t just be
talking.

His thoughts were interrupted when the elongated condom appeared
beside her smiling face.  Carl had to shut his eyes and take a
deep breath to prevent an overload.  Throughout the day he
thought of nothing but Madison fucking two guys after school and
between her fingers she possessed the proof.  With a dry mouth he
panted the words into the phone, moving closer to the monitor.

“I want to fuck you, Madison!”

Without wavering she reached for the substitute penis, the one
her boyfriend had sent her, and pushed it inside of her.  It was
much easier than when she first used it.  Gripping it in both
hands she began slamming it inside of her pussy, simulating their
love making just like Matt described it should be.  He wanted to
fuck her fast and hard and that’s precisely what she was doing.

With the camera angled below her, Carl got a reverse bird’s-eye
view of the over-sized dildo splitting her open wider than he
thought possible.  There were no wrinkles, no creases around her
pussy as the taut skin seemed to resist the massive intruder. 
She grunted occasionally but gave no other indication of
discomfort.  It took several weeks but she seemed much more
efficient with that thing.

“I’m ready to cum!” he groaned loudly into the phone holding the
end of this cock as hard as he could.  He needed to wait for her
to get ready and wanted to cum at the same time she did.

Since the camera was focused primarily on her pussy he wasn’t
able to see what she was doing but after repeating the same
procedure day after day for weeks, he knew what it was.  Suddenly
the topless condom appeared briefly before disappearing inside of
her slit.  Her finger worked diligently to seed it properly
before realigning the enormous rubber cock to her reddened hole
and thrusting it in hard.

The dark phallus resumed its brutal assault on his daughter’s
tender privates, much to his delight.  This was the highlight of
his day watching his preteen daughter slam-fucking herself with
the very dildo he gave her.

His cock twitched once before releasing a torrent of slime into
the already soaked towel.  It seemed to go on forever as he
emptied his balls once again.  His eyes never wavered nor did he
blink as the image of her pumping the back rod in and out of her
pussy drove him insane.  ‘Incredible’ was the only word that came
to mind.  Fucking incredible.

Even after he came he continued watching, not letting her know
that he had finished.  He enjoyed watching her fucking herself
too much.  Hopefully very soon he’ll see it up close and
personal.  After several minutes he let her know that he came,
allowing her to stop.  She was an obedient lover and didn’t want
to anger him by stopping before he allowed her to.  That will
prove useful to him.

“You did great, Princess,” He said wiping his brow.  “But I
wanted to cum inside you twice today and you only had one
condom.”

“I know but tomorrow I’ll have two for you, I promise.”

“No, tomorrow I want you to have three.”

“THREE?!?  Why three?”

“Because you owe me one for today.  Tomorrow three boys will fuck
you and you’ll bring home the condoms.”

“What if I fuck two and let one come twice?”

“Madison you’re not getting the purpose of this exercise!  The
whole reason you’re fucking all these different guys is you’re
trying to find one with a cock like mine!  If you’ve already
fucked someone and their cock isn’t as big as mine, there’s no
sense in fucking them again!  Am I right?”  She waited to answer.

“I guess so.”

“Good, so tomorrow I want three condoms filled with cum from
three different guys, understand?”

“Okay I will.”

“Good girl.  Now I want you to take out the condom and then push
my cock back inside of your pussy as far as it will go and hold
it there until I tell you to stop.” Without hesitation she dug
inside of her opening and removed the condom before reaching for
the thick shaft.  Slowly she slid it back inside, stopping only
when it reached her uterus.  Carl leaned in closer, licking his
lips.

~ end of chapter 1

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