This story happened to me during the summer when I was six years old, during 1989. I had dirty blond hair that was short and curly, with blue eyes. My mom abandoned us after I was born and I had to fill in for my mom.

"Hey Amber," my dad shouted while I was in my room playing Pit Fall on my Atari 2600.

"Yes Daddy?" I asked back, annoyed because there was no way to pause a game on the Atari, and wishing I had a Nintendo like my cousin.

"I just got off the phone with my friend Arnold," my dad said as he watched over me playing my game. "He's coming over at 4:30 today."

"Ok." It was before 10:30, so I knew I had a full day ahead of me. I was nervous, wondering if this new guy would like me.

My dad walked over to me still only dressed in what he wore to bed--his underwear and a tshirt. He started rubbing my arm.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" my dad asked with a smile on his face.

"Can we watch the Little Mermaid?" I asked. I really did love that movie when I was a little girl.

"You know I don't like that movie, you can watch it when I am doing stuff. I want to watch one of our special movies." he told me, with determination.

I liked our special movies, but we only had five, and we watched them a lot. I already knew what was going to happen in them, but I knew I had no choice. He was my dad after all. "Sure," I said, upset because I got further in the game than I ever did before and I knew that now I would have to start over from the start.

I sat on the couch while my dad went to grab one of his videos. He hid them because DYFSS (Division of Youth and Family Social Services) was called on us a lot, and they used to ask me questions. I lied to them, because my daddy told me to, and if they found out, they would take me away from him.

He put the movie in the VHS player grabbed the remote and sat next to me. He put his arm around me and hit play. He always fast forwarded through what he called the "boring parts"--the commercials, the talking, the kissing. He pressed play as this big breasted blonde had Ron Jeremy's hairy cock out of his pants and was stroking him. My six year old hand reached out and started to stroke my dad's cock. He started off soft, like he always did. I moved my other hand to his balls and I rubbed and lightly squeeze them, just like he taught me. I always liked making daddy's cock hard using my hands. To me, I believed I had a magic power.

On the screen, the girl was on her knees sucking on Ron's big cock, almost taking half of his dick down her throat. I got down on my knees in front of my daddy's big dick. I kissed the head, then I kissed his dick from the head to his balls covering every bit of his huge cock with kisses. Then licked my dad from his balls to the top of his beautiful cockhead. I licked from side to side, making sure I tasted every bit of my daddy's dick--I love the way cock tastes, and no two cocks taste the same. I was being selfish. I was in heaven, tasting my daddy's dick with every slow lick, but I knew my daddy wanted more. "Amber don't forgot daddy's big balls." my dad said in almost a breathless tone.

The balls were not my favorite part of giving my daddy pleasure. His balls were so big and my mouth was so little. I remembered when I was licking his balls the first time, and when he told me to put them in my mouth. They were so big and I accidentally bit him with my teeth. I didn't want to hurt Daddy!

I started licking on his balls, and both of my hands came up to my daddy's huge cock. I had to use both hands to jerk my daddy's big cock. Very gently and carefully, I started to suck on daddy's balls. I could only do one at a time because they were so huge. I felt his hand on the back of my head rubbing my hair. I always loved having my hair rubbed.

I continued jerking Daddy's cock in my six-year-old hands, my mouth slobbering all over Daddy's balls. Spit was pouring out of my mouth, down his balls, and onto the couch. If only my friends or family knew what those stains really were!

I felt my dad tug my hair gently and I knew this was a sign he wanted me to stop sucking on his balls and move my mouth over to his dick. I knew he was close to cumming and I would be rewarded by having his warm hot cream all over my body.

I couldn't suck his cock that deep inside of me. I could just suck his head and maybe half an inch after that, but what I could suck, I moved back and fourth, just like they did in the movies. My hands were jerking my dad's huge cock and my blue eyes were staring at him, but he didn't stare back into mine. He never stared back into mine. He was always engrossed in the TV. While I was sucking on my dad's huge cock, he grabbed the remote control and started fast forwarding. It must have been a pussy licking scene, I thought to myself, as I continued to suck on his dick. I don't know how long I sucked on him, but it felt like a long time. My mouth and hands were starting to hurt, but I couldn't give up doing this for my dad. He sacrificed a lot to stay with me and I knew I had to repay him. After a bit I guess I wasn't doing so good any more, so my dad stopped me.

"Amber, take off your shirt. Daddy's gonna cum now"

I took off my shirt My dad stood up and started jerking off his huge cock really fast and hard, and he started cumming all over my face, all over my tiny flat tits, and down my stomach. My dad always came a lot. One thing I learned in a movie we watched was to rub his cum into my body, which I did, and to lick my fingertips after I was done. He always seemed to like it. My dad's cum tasted salty but good. I used to wonder what it would be like if I just swallowed all of his cum. But I didn't want to seem gross and I didn't ask my dad about that. I was always disappointed because I could never make my dad cum like the girls in the video. He would always have to finish himself. I wanted to be the one to make him cum!

Eventually, 4:30 came, and Arnold was at our house. I was dressed in the nicest sweat pant combo set I owned. He talked to me for a bit, and then to my dad. I heard a bit of the conversation, but not all of it. Arnold said, "I thought you said she looked more like a boy." My dad said that I did. Then my dad said that I was still young and it is almost the same thing. Arnold asked something about butt stuff, and my dad said that I could do butt stuff for a higher price and just small things. They agreed to a price and said that she--meaning me--would be ready for tomorrow.

I wasn't sure I was going to like Arnold.

The next morning Daddy woke me up before getting ready to go to work. He was stroking his big hairy cock. My dad must have pulled off the sheets. I slept in just panties in the summer because it was so hot. I knew what daddy wanted me to do, and I wanted to do it for him. I started to lick my daddy's cock. After I got my daddy wet with my spit he took over the pumping of his huge cock. Spurt after spurt of cum landed on my little nipples and stomach. I rubbed his cum all over my skin and licked my fingers clean. I loved the way his salty cum tasted. Watching him cum was the best part of giving daddy pleasure. He started rubbing my pussy through my panties, which surprised me because he barley touched me there.

"When you get older, you're going to let your daddy put his dick in here and let me go first right?" Daddy said with a smile on his face while rubbing my pussy.

"Yes, Daddy, I will," I said with a smile. I was so happy and felt like I was the luckiest girl on the planet. I knew many kids didn't get to experience their dads, or sex, or the pleasure. So I knew I was special.

My dad had to go to work so he stopped rubbing me and got dressed. I got out of bed and put on some clothes. All I had were sweat pants and matching tops. My dad was poor, and this is all he could afford. I had to go over to my grandma's house while my dad worked. It was my grandma on my dad's side. I didn't like going over there because of my cousin Gene. Gene and his mom (my aunt, my dad's sister) lived with my grandmother. Gene was very abusive especially to women. He would hit his mom, my grandmother, and me. Gene was in his twenties.

Dad picked me up after he was done with work. When we got back to our house, I tried my hardest to convince him not to go over to Arnold's house. I started rubbing his cock outside of his Dickies pants. Moving my hand to unbuckle his pants, my dad stopped me and grabbed my hands.

"Amber, we don't have time for this. We got to meet Arnold and we are all ready late."

"But Daddddy….." I wined. Normally I get my way, looking into his eyes with my baby blue eyes. "I don't want to go, I don't like him and I just want to be with you."

"We already told him we would be there, and I don’t like to lie," my daddy said with an angry voice. "Besides, we need the money."

I started to cry. While Daddy rubbed my flat chest through my teeshirt, he said in a smoothing voice, "after a couple of visits, I can get you the Nintendo you wanted."

I stopped crying and started to smile "Really? How many visits?"

My dad thought for a bit and said, "Three visits."

I was on cloud 9! In just three weeks, three weeks! I was going to have my own Nintendo. Hello Super Mario Bros. and Duck Hunt. I am going to have the same system as the kids in school have. I was very happy, to say the least.

While driving to Arnold's house I kept staring out the window. No words were spoken between my Dad and myself. I was really scared. Arnold wasn't a good looking guy. He was very overweight, old, gray hair, big nose, and he wheezed when he talked.

I was surprised by the large house Arnold owned. It was huge and very nice. He had amazing furniture and a big screen TV. We only had a 20" in the living room and a 12" in my video game room--the video game room was really my bedroom, but I slept with my dad and we just pretended the other room was my bedroom.

I sat down on Arnold's clean expensive looking couch. I think he sensed I was nervous and he offered me a soda. I accepted, and was surprised he had the name brands and he asked me which one I wanted.

I opened the can and started drinking.

"Are you nervous about tonight sweet heart?" Arnold asked in a soothing voice.

"A little" I said without making eye contact.

"You got such pretty eyes," Arnold said, getting close to me. "Do you want to have a little fun? I promise I won't hurt you."

I nodded. I didn't really want to have fun but I wanted that Nintendo and I wanted my dad to be happy, to be proud of me. My dad always told me to make a man like you, you have to do sexy things with him.

"Take off your shirt," Arnold said nicely as he started taking off his clothes.

I took off my shirt, and was surprised that he was undressing himself. My dad always had me take off his clothes, to unbuckle his belt, pull down his zipper, take out his cock. Daddy told me that it feels the best when a girl or boy does it for the guy.

My eyes were fixated on Arnold. He pulled his pants off and he was about to pull off his underwear. My eyes were looking straight at his cock. When his underwear dropped. I had a moment of relief. He was hard but he was very tiny. Not even a quarter of what my dad had. I was thinking it was going to be easy to suck his dick.

"Remember," I heard my dad yell, "the little one doesn't touch you. You only touch her until she says to stop, okay?"

I was really happy hearing that. My dad should have told me the rules sooner, but I am glad he didn't because I wouldn't make a fuss and I wouldn't be getting my Nintendo. Arnold was moving closer to me and now I had a smile on my face.

"I know Bob, I just wanted to take my clothes off to make myself comfortable." Arnold said. He looked disappointed.

He lifted me off the couch to my feet. He rubbed his hands over my arms. It felt good. He moved his hands to my shoulders, rubbing, massaging them. I closed my eyes, enjoying the experience, and picturing someone hotter than him. He then surprised me by kneeling down and starting to kiss my neck. I never had any one kiss any part of my body before.

"Don't leave any visible marks on the little one," my dad warned.

He went to the other side of my neck, kissing me lightly, nibbling on my neck. His hands started to rub my back. He was lightly scratching my back with his big hands. It felt so good. I never had this much attention before. I was always the one who gave the attention. I wanted to enjoy this for as long as I could. He moved his focus on my chest.

"Open your eyes, sweetheart, I want to see those beautiful blue eyes," Arnold said.

I opened my eyes and he was staring back into them. His big rough hands were now rubbing my six-year-old nipples, my flat nipples that loved to have someone play with them. He then started to lightly pinch my nipples. It was feeling good. He was increasing the pinching of my nipples until I winced in pain.

"Sorry sweetheart" Arnold said "Let me kiss your boo boo and make it feel better."

Arnold's mouth went to my nipple and kissed one, then the other. He opened his mouth and started to suck and lightly nibble on one nipple while his other hand was massaging the other nipple. It felt so good to have someone kiss my nipples. I asked my dad to kiss them but he never wanted to do that. I was experiencing a lot of firsts with a guy I was scared to meet!

After getting both my nipples sucked, Arnold wanted more. He told me to bend over. I was back to being scared again. I watched the dirty movies with my dad, and I knew girls were bent over to have sex. My dad told me no girl likes to have sex, they just do it to make the guy happy, and it is very painful every time a girl has a dick inside of them. Arnold pulled my pants and panties down to expose my ass. My dad moved so he was staring into my face. He had his cock out of his zipper and he was stroking his hard cock while he was watching me, his six year old daughter, get molested by this much older guy.

I think my dad sensed that I was worried and he said, "Don't worry, Arnold isn't going to hurt you. He just wants to have a little bit of fun."

Then I felt Arnold's tongue on my ass. I didn't know people licked butt holes. I thought that was a dirty thing to do. He spread my butt cheeks apart, and he was working on my six-year-old butt. I never had anyone lick me there and was surprised. It felt weird but also good too. Arnold spit on my opened butt. I thought he was finished, but then I felt something inside my butt cheeks. At first I thought it was his small dick, but it was his fingers. He was probing around my butt feeling the outside rose bud. It felt different but in a good way, I liked feeling his fingers on my rose bud, rubbing the outside of it. Within a few moments I felt a sharp pain. He started pushing his finger inside my asshole. I yelped and teared a bit.

"That hurts!" I cried out.

"Use the vaseline, little one never had anything in her butt before," my dad advised.

Arnold grabbed the vaseline and scooped up quite a bit. He then placed his finger back into my butt hole. This time it didn't hurt as badly and I knew I had to get through this if I ever wanted to get the Nintendo. Arnold started to finger fuck me with one finger and I was getting used to the pain and intrusion of the finger when he introduced a second one. I was yelping and moving around a lot. It really did hurt.

"Little one's had enough," my dad said, and Arnold stopped what he was doing.

I was in so much pain! But I just stayed bent over for a bit, not wanting to move.

"Come over here and suck my cock," my dad yelled, and I was crawling over to him, but Arnold beat me there.

Arnold dropped on his knees and took my dad's huge cock and was able to fit it all down his throat. I was Jealous. I wanted to be able to please my dad that way. I wish I could, then maybe daddy wouldn't need to find other guys to please him like this. After getting a blow job for a bit. My dad pulled his cock out of Arnold's mouth and made him bend over. My dad grabbed a scoop of vaseline and placed it on his cock head and with one big thrust he was completely inside of Arnold. My dad fucked him hard for several minutes until he came inside of Arnold's ass. Arnold's tiny dick had already came from the pounding force my dad was giving to him.

We all got dressed. Arnold gave my dad three one hundred dollar bills and told him, "same time next week."

In the car ride home, I told my dad, "A Nintendo only costs $150. Can we get one now?"

My dad looked over and said "No Amber, I had to do some work there tonight too, and I am saving up for a house for the two of us and after I am gone you'll still have that house."