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Meg Likes Showing Her Neighbor
by Silly Sophie (sillysophie444@gmail.com)

***

Dave can't believe his luck when little teenage Meg 
seems to inadvertently undresses while he watches her 
through her window. But Meg knows what she's doing and 
that Dave is watching. But she is surprised that she 
likes showing off her body to older men so much, and she 
loves what her audience does while he watches her. 
(MF/f-teen, ped, exh, inc, mast, oral)

***

Dave couldn't believe his luck. He had been watching 
little Meg grow up ever since he had moved in next door. 
She had been a little 10 year old vixen when he had 
arrived, and now, four years later, she had become a 
sweet, delicious young girl. Her small breasts were 
beginning to form, her hips were rounding, and her sweet 
face surrounded by her blonde curls often caught his 
attention when she sunbathed in the back yard. He had 
taken to spying on her from his upstairs back room, 
which gave him a perfect view of her backyard.

But tonight, for the first time, he noticed that she had 
left her bedroom curtains open. He could see her bedroom 
from his study. It was dark outside, and when her 
bedroom light came on, it caught his attention. Meg had 
just entered her room wearing only a towel wrapped 
around her sweet little frame. She had another towel 
wrapped around her head, and had obviously been in the 
shower.

He turned in his swivel chair and stared. The young girl 
walked across her room and stood near the window, 
looking at what he assumed was her mirror. As she looked 
at her reflection, she let the towel drop from her body, 
revealing her slim, soft little body. Her perky titties 
stood up proudly, and she turned a little back and 
forth, surveying the effect in her mirror. 

Dave's cock began to spring to hardness in his trousers, 
and his hand automatically began to knead the bulge that 
it produced. His breath began to become shallow as he 
watched the innocent girl unwrap her hair and shake it 
out. Meg, unaware of her observer, smiled at her own 
reflection. She tilted her head and pushed her small 
breasts out a bit as she posed for herself, imagining 
what a boy would think to see her naked like this. 

She knew the boys at school liked to look at pictures of 
naked girls on the internet, and she imagined what it 
must feel like to be one of the models who made boy 
cocks hard. She imagined them looking at her and, maybe, 
stroking themselves as they fantasized about doing 
things to her.

The idea made her tingle and she slowly ran her small 
hands up her tummy, to cup her small breasts. "These are 
for you, boys" she imagined herself saying to them as 
they stroked their little boy shafts.

God, it made her tingle so down in her tight little 
cunny. She could almost hear them slapping their hands 
up and down their boy cocks as they looked at her. Then, 
coming out of her reverie, she shook her head, and 
blushed a little as she thought about what her mom would 
say if she knew her little girl found exhibition- even 
fantasy exhibition- turned her on. 

Across the dark space that separated the two houses, 
Dave unzipped himself and slowly began to stroke 
himself, whispering "Yes, Baby... Show daddy your sweet 
little body. That's it, Honey... turn toward me, show me 
everything, Darling."

But as soon as it began, Meg took a deep breath and 
brought herself back to reality. She couldn't ever 
really show off for a boy... could she? Shaking her head 
to herself in response, the young teen turned and walked 
to her dresser, out of the line of sight for Dave. When 
she had turned away from him, he had caught a very quick 
glimpse of her round little bottom, perfect and heart-
shaped, but then she was gone. When he next caught sight 
of her in the window, she was wearing pajamas that 
covered her sweet little body.

Dave waited at the window for a few more minutes, but 
his stroking had slowed, as she sat at her desk and 
seemed to be doing her homework. Turning from the 
window, Dave let his fantasy run, and imagined the 
darling girl laying on her bed, her little hands playing 
all over herself, as he stroked himself to orgasm, 
replaying what he had seen earlier, feeling the 
wonderful tension build until he spurted his white ropey 
cum into a Kleenex.

Days went by and each night Dave watched at his study 
window hoping for a repeat performance. The curtains 
remained open, but he seemed to miss the right times and 
although he often saw her walking around her room, for 
nearly two weeks, he never saw his little vision undress 
near enough to the window to give him additional 
stroking material.

Then, one Friday night, just as he was about to give up 
watching and go downstairs to turn on the TV, Dave saw 
movement at Meg's bedroom door. Hoping against hope, he 
quickly turned off his desk lamp, leaving his room in 
complete darkness and held his breath. Little Meg came 
into view, again wearing only a towel. This time, she 
had no towel on her head, so he imagined she must have 
had a bath instead of a shower tonight. 

The young girl walked across her room and out of sight 
and Dave's heart sank, but almost as quickly, she came 
back into view, this time without the towel. She once 
again stood naked in front of her mirror and began her 
little fantasy of showing off for boys on the internet. 
Her perky little breasts stood out and barely swayed as 
she started across her room. They were so firm, so 
deliciously young, and her small, pink nipples stood out 
like little pencil erasers. Dave took in all of her 
sweet body, her coltish legs, her firm tummy, her slim 
waist and her curving hips, but the way she moved, he 
had only a very short peek at her pussy. But all that he 
did see, he liked!


Meg stood looking at herself and smiled at her 
reflection, trying to put on a coquettish look that she 
had seen on girls on the internet. She and her best 
friend, Kylie had been looking at what boys like to see 
and had giggled about what it would feel like to be one 
of those girls. Kylie had said that boys like women with 
big breasts, but older men liked the pictures of girls 
who looked like they were way younger- with small 
breasts and sweet, innocent expressions on their faces. 
Meg wasn't sure that older men would find little girls 
sexy until Kylie showed her some internet sites that had 
names like "Innocent Kittens," - "Young Nymphets" and 
"Daddy's Girl." 

The girls in those pictures were probably older than 
Kylie and Meg, but they looked like they were as young 
as the two girls, with their hair up in pig tails and 
their outfits- tiny cotton panties and bras with images 
of Dora the Explorer and little bunnies and the like - 
designed to make them seem younger. Meg was surprised 
that Kylie had been right, but the images made her moist 
down in her tight little cunny. As they looked at the 
sites, Meg found herself vibrating all over. 

Kylie had disclosed to Meg that she sometimes went on 
the chat sites and found older men who wanted her to do 
what she called "role plays" with her- pretending to be 
a young girl. Kylie had told them she was really 24 
years old, so they wouldn't ban her from the sites, and 
they didn't know that she, like Meg, was really 14. 

What was amazing to Meg was that Kylie told her that the 
men wanted her to call them "daddy" and to 'pretend' to 
be inexperienced in sexy things. They seemed to like 
little girls and it made Meg wonder what it would be 
like to pose and show off her little girl body to an 
older man. Of course, Kylie was, in fact, very 
inexperienced, but the 'daddies" didn't know that and 
Kylie said they seemed to like when she role played as 
if she was their little girl and that she wanted them to 
'teach' her all about sex.

As she stood at her mirror, imagining an older man 
looking at her, she pretended she was showing off in 
front of her computer for one of the men on Kylie's chat 
site, (although Kylie had never actually turned on her 
computer's web cam, they had giggled and imagined what 
it must be like to do that). Meg turned and showed the 
mirror her profile, and in doing so, exposed her full 
front to her surreptitious neighbour, Dave.

Dave couldn't believe his luck. She had never turned to 
face him directly before. Even though she was looking 
over her shoulder at her mirror, her lovely young body 
was exposed to him- her perky little A cup breasts, her 
lovely rounded hips and at the apex of her thighs, her 
sparse blonde curls. The young girl's tan lines 
accentuated her nakedness. Dave couldn't actually see 
her tight little pussy, but her mound was visible and 
Dave's hand, which had been slowly stroking up and down 
his throbbing member, began to pick up speed.

"Yes, Darling, show daddy everything. That's a good 
girl," Dave breathed. 

Meg bit her lower lip and smiled sweetly at her 
imaginary web daddy in the mirror, imagining him typing 
lewd and suggestive things to her as she posed. "Rub 
your nipples, Baby," she imagined the web daddy writing. 
"Tease them for Daddy." Kylie had told her that this was 
the kind of thing the real web daddies wrote to her when 
she chatted with them.

Little did she know that just 20 feet from her a real 
man was whispering the same things as he stroked his 
hard meat for her. Dave's hand was rising and falling 
along his thick cock, as he watched the vision before 
him, at first quickly, but then more slowly so as not to 
cum to soon. He talked to her as if she could hear him. 
"Oh, yes, Sweetie, let daddy see your sweet little 
virgin pussy. Good girl. Yes, Baby girl, make daddy cum. 
Oh, yes, Sweetie," he breathed as he stroked himself.

Across the divide between them, little Meg turned her 
head and looked at the window. With the darkness outside 
and the bright light of her bedroom, she couldn't see 
very much outside, and her own reflection in the window 
glass showed her what someone outside would see if he 
was looking in. As she stood there, it occurred to her 
that her neighbour, that nice older man, lived next 
door. 

She knew he sometimes watched her when she sunbathed and 
he had even spoken to her across the fence a few times. 
He seemed nice, and he had a good body - for a man of 
maybe 35. She stopped her fantasy of the web daddies and 
wondered if her neighbour - Dave was his name, wasn't 
it?- whether he would find her svelte little body, sexy. 
She giggled to herself.

Meg knew he lived alone and she wondered whether he 
sometimes played with himself, like boys her age did. 
The thought that he might find her sexy and that he 
might touch himself thinking of her gave her tight 
little pussy a wonderful little tingle.

Feeling quite turned on and a little daring, she stepped 
closer to the window. Might he be over there, maybe 
looking out his window? Would he want to see her naked? 
Don't all men like seeing girls naked, she asked 
herself, rhetorically. 

Not realizing that he was, in fact, watching her, that 
he had his cock in his hand at this very moment, the 
young child stepped closer to the window and fantasized 
that he was there. She began to exhibit her sweet body 
to the dark windows across from her, letting her hands 
slide up and down her small frame, touching herself, 
caressing her breasts, tweaking her nipples. 

"Do you like what you see, Dave?" she asked to the 
night. "Is your nice big Daddy cock getting all hard and 
erect?" As she touched herself, Meg felt her pussy 
calling to her fingers for some relief. She always knew 
when she was about to masturbate - in her mind, her 
virgin cunny spoke to her, begging for her fingers to 
work their magic. Her small hand slipped down between 
her thighs to the waiting aperture, and began to press 
on the sensitive bud at its top. 

"There, Honey," she whispered to her cunny, "Is that 
what you wanted?' She giggled to herself. She had never 
told even her best friend that she talked to her pussy. 
But it somehow felt so naughty, and it seemed to 
heighten her arousal when she did. "There, right 
there..." in her head she heard her pussy reply. "Mmmmm, 
yes... that's it..."

Dave couldn't believe what he was seeing. The young 
thing was fingering herself- right there, only 20 or so 
feet from his eyes. Could she see him, there? He shrunk 
back farther from the window, but then, as he watched, 
he became bolder. Either she couldn't see him, he 
reasoned, and so he was safe to keep watching her play 
with herself, or she knew he was there, and didn't mind 
him watching. 

"I wonder what she would do if I let her know I was 
here- if I showed myself- just to know whether she truly 
likes showing off for me, or whether she doesn't know 
someone is watching..." But then, he worried that by 
showing himself, she might be scared off and never again 
let him see what he was seeing.

Swallowing, taking a deep breath and throwing caution to 
the wind, Dave reached for his desk lamp. Pausing for a 
moment, he decided to go for it, and switched it on.

His room immediately became illuminated in the soft glow 
of the desk lamp and he saw the little girl start. 

Meg saw the light come on across from her. Her little 
hand froze on her mound, and her eyes grew wide. "Oh, my 
God!" she thought. "He is there! He's watching me!"

The child pulled back from the window, embarrassed - 
mortified. It was one thing to imagine it, and quite 
another to actually have a man watch her touch herself.

Dave's heart sank. He saw the fright and the 
embarrassment in the girl's eyes and he stopped 
stroking, seeing her pull back from the window. He was 
crest-fallen; he had ruined everything. His erection 
shrank and he quickly stuffed his now softening cock 
back in his pants.

Then, a surprising thing happened. As Dave remonstrated 
with himself for being so stupid, the girl stepped back 
toward the window. One hand covered her little pussy and 
the other forearm was crossed in front of her naked 
breasts. But she stood there looking toward his window.

Dave remained at his window, frozen in indecision. Meg 
could see her neighbour standing there. It was obvious 
to her that he had been beating off while he watched 
her. His hurried stuffing of his cock back into his 
pants had hidden nothing. And he had turned on his desk 
lamp. He didn't have to do that, but... to her 
astonished little mind... she realized he had wanted her 
to know he was watching!

Meg thought about that for a moment and then shrugged a 
little shrug, as if to say, "What the heck?" and she let 
her arm fall away from her titties. It was now clear 
that each knew the other was there. And she didn't mind. 
That sort of surprised both of them. But it was true. 
The thought that this man - this older guy - had found 
her sexy enough to want to beat off while he watched 
her, while she touched herself, gave the child a tingle 
that ran through her whole body. He was like Kylie's web 
daddies; he liked seeing little girls all naked.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," she said to herself, 
and then, taking a deep breath, she lowered her other 
hand, letting this older man, Dave, see all of her. Not 
a fantasy any longer, she was actually doing this- 
actually exposing her naked young pubescent body to an 
older man. She stood in her window, her sweet little 
girl body completely open to this man's view. Her virgin 
cunny hummed with excitement.

Kylie had been right- older men did like little girls. 
What she was doing was so naughty, so daring, so... so 
sexy. She almost had a little cum right then.

Dave watched the tiny girl intently. He could feel his 
cock grow in his pants. She knew he was watching her and 
yet she was still there. What's more, she was letting 
him see her pretty little body. All of it. She must have 
seen that I was masturbating as I watched her before, he 
thought, yet here she is showing me everything! Dave's 
head was spinning, and his cock was begging to be let 
free, again.

Slowly, carefully watching the little naked vixen across 
from him for any signs of danger- any movement that 
would signal him to stop, he began to unzip, again. 
Then, seeing no negative reaction, he looked her right 
in the eyes and reached into his fly and started to take 
out his throbbing monster. 

Meg was standing there in her window, in full view of 
this man, and watched with fascination as he pulled down 
his zipper. "He's going to take it out, again! He's 
going to let me see it, again... and this time, he knows 
I know he is there," she thought. But she stood there, 
stock still, her arms by her side. Meg dared to think he 
might actually start to stroke himself and let her see 
him doing it. She had never seen a real cock being 
stroked. 

A few boys in her class had got her to touch theirs, in 
the dark, behind the school... but except for pictures 
and videos on the Internet she had never seen a man's 
cock before and she had never seen anyone beat off. Meg 
bit her lower lip. God, she was wet. The idea of her 
neighbour beating off for her- making his cock spurt its 
man juice because of her was giving her minor explosions 
in her tummy. 

Watching for any sign of the little girl pulling away, 
and seeing none, Dave took his cock out. It had regained 
it hardness, and it stood out of his fly, hard and 
throbbing. One hand grasped its thickness as he looked 
at the girl and raised his eyebrows. "Is this ok?" he 
asked with his eyes.

Meg blinked. Was he asking her permission to beat off 
for her? she wondered. Looking up to the right and then 
back to him, she smiled her best cute smile- the one she 
had been practicing in the mirror for weeks. She nodded 
a small nod. "Yes" she tried to tell him with her eyes, 
"do it!"

Dave cocked his head. Was she ok with what he was doing? 
She saw him stop moving and she nodded at him. "Yes! 
Please!" she mouthed.

Meg couldn't believe how bold she was being. It was so 
dirty, so naughty. She knew her mom would kill her if 
she knew. What Kylie would say when she told her flashed 
through her mind, but she didn't care. She wanted him to 
do it. To stroke his big "daddy cock" for her. Wasn't 
that what Kylie's web daddies called it? A "daddy cock?"

Slowly, almost in slow motion, Meg saw the man's hand 
begin to rise and fall over the shaft. She smiled and as 
she watched, her own hands by her sides, she saw him 
begin to speed up.

Dave was in heaven. God, the little thing wanted him to 
cum for her. She knew he was jacking off while looking 
at her sweet little girl body and she seemed to want him 
to do it. As he stroked, the child turned slightly from 
left to right and back, showing off her slim little 
body. As she did, her eyes flitted up and down, between 
making eye contact with her neighbour and focusing on 
his hand and what it was doing. Each time his hand slid 
down the thick shaft, she could see the bulbous tip of 
his daddy cock pointing right at her. It looked so big 
and sort of angry, but also, she thought, incredibly 
sexy.

Meg could feel her pussy calling to her, again. "Touch 
me, too" it whispered to her. The more she tried to 
ignore it, the more her nether lips cried out to her, 
begging for release, increasing her urgent little pussy-
voice until it rang in little Meg's head. Her left hand 
slipped down across her tummy and as it approached her 
cunny, she saw her neighbour's eyes grow wider. His hand 
continued its stroking, and he nodded to her. "He wants 
me to touch, too" she thought. "He wants us to do it 
together." Meg giggled in delight. Dave saw the giggle 
and almost came on the spot. It was so deliciously 
innocent.

The young child's tiny fingers connected with her slit, 
slick with her girl moisture. She let her fingers do 
what her pussy was screaming for her to do. Opening her 
knees a little to give her hand easier access to her 
opening, she rubbed up and down her slit, delving into 
herself just a little every few strokes. She knew from 
the look on her neighbour's face that what she was doing 
was making him pleased. His stroking sped up, but just 
as quickly, his hand slowed it ministrations. 

Dave was so close. He didn't want to cum – not yet... he 
wanted this to last forever. But he felt the powerful 
urge begin to swell up in himself... his balls pulled up 
tightly and his cock throbbed and he knew he was close.

"Cum for me" he mouthed to the young girl. "Cum for me," 
he repeated. His hand began to pick up speed, again.

Meg swallowed. She knew exactly what he had said, even 
though their windows were closed. He wanted her to cum, 
to make herself have an explosion in her cunny. With one 
hand cupping and kneading her tiny breast, her other 
hand began to rub furiously at her magic button, feeling 
the slick wetness of her couchie increase until it 
flowed down her thighs as she rubbed. The room was 
filled with the naughty aroma of girl-arousal, more than 
the child had ever before experienced when she played by 
herself, lying naked on her bed and touching herself all 
those many nights since she had first discovered 
masturbation.

Throwing out all reason, the excited child closed her 
eyes for a second to allow herself to get to the magic 
place... then, realizing that she would miss seeing the 
man shoot off, she opened her eyes and focused on the 
blurred motion of his hand on his daddy cock. The man's 
face was getting tight... and she thought he was going 
to...

"Oh, my God... he did it!" she thought as she saw his 
cock erupt and spew long ropes of white stuff- man cum- 
out of its angry eye. The sight, and the knowledge that 
it was happening because of her brought the naughty 
little child to the edge. Her knees buckled and she 
almost collapsed as wave after wave of the good feelings 
washed over her, too.

Meg wasn't sure she could keep standing- her legs felt 
weak and her knees almost betrayed her. She turned and 
stepped back a little, bracing her naked bottom against 
her dressing table over which the mirror hung. Her hand 
fell away from her now vibrating pussy, and she sagged 
in complete exhaustion. But she kept her eyes on the 
window next door. There, she watched as the man tucked 
his now spent cock back into his pants.

Dave could not believe what had just happened. In the 
aftermath, he began to worry that tomorrow morning this 
little girl's mother would call the police or would come 
storming over and... and he didn't know what. But as 
soon as that thought ran through his head, he saw the 
child stand up, again, and with a carefree shrug that 
made her look like the little child that she was, she 
waved at him and blew him a kiss.

Dave struggled between wanting to pretend this had never 
happened and wanting it to happen again and again. 
Hoping that it would. 

Meg felt a little sheepish, now, and after blowing the 
nice man a kiss, she pulled the curtains closed.

In the next few weeks, nothing happened, and although 
Dave watched for his little playmate, and also spent 
hours worrying that she would tell someone, nothing 
happened. The child didn't leave her curtains open and 
no one came to his door to demand an explanation for 
what had happened.

Then, one night, just as he was about to give it up as a 
wonderful, (and bad) dream, he looked out his study 
window. Something had caught his attention. He smiled 
when he realized that little Meg was standing at her 
bedroom door, flicking her light on and off and on 
again.

After that first time, Meg had been embarrassed. She 
didn't know if she could face her neighbour ever again. 
In the heat of the moment, it had been so amazing! So 
naughty. So sexy. But in the cold light of day, she had 
not been able to even look across the fence of their 
backyard, let alone open her curtains for him.

However, yesterday, after school, Meg had confided in 
Kylie what had happened. Kylie had been incredulous at 
first, but after Meg had sworn that it had really 
happened, her best friend had gotten into it. Kylie had 
wanted to know more - "leave nothing out! Tell me! I 
want all the details. Was it big? Did he shoot his stuff 
out? Could you see it?"

Meg had had to slow her down so that she could answer. 
It was clear that Kylie hadn't thought that what she had 
done was horrible. In fact, as she recounted the 
specifics of the night for her little girlfriend, Meg 
had noticed that Kylie had become so aroused that she 
had absently begun to rub and squeeze herself- down 
there- through her shorts. 

"God, Meggie. You are such a slut! I love it!" Kylie had 
said. "God... while he beat off for you... God!"

Meg was sort of proud of herself. She was a slut- but in 
a good way. The way Kylie meant it. A sexy girl who did 
naughty and daring things. Meg liked that.

"Are you going to do it again? Do you think he would 
beat off again like before? Are you, Meg?" Kylie asked 
in a flurry. Meg said she wasn't sure, but Kylie pressed 
her and told Meg that if it was Kylie and the man had 
been Kylie's neighbour, she most certainly would do it 
again. It was so HOT!

So, tonight, after replaying that conversation in her 
head a thousand times, she had decided to see if she 
could try it again. Would Dave be there tonight? Would 
he want to play, again? Or had he had second thoughts 
and moved on?

Meg put on her sheerest babydoll nightie, although as a 
14 year old, that wasn't exactly a negligee, and then 
went to her curtains. Opening them she looked across the 
space to Dave's window. He was there! But he wasn't 
looking. She tried moving around but he wouldn't look. 
Then she had the idea that if she blinked her bedroom 
light, she might be able to get his attention.

Standing by the door where she knew he might see her if 
he turned, she flicked her bedroom light on and off.

At first, nothing happened, but then, on about the tenth 
flip of the switch, her neighbour turned his head. His 
eyebrows raised in recognition and he smiled. Little 
Meg's heart skipped beat. He's not mad. He hasn't 
decided to pretend it never happened, she thought.

Meg raise her little hand and gave a tiny wave.

Dave waved back and rose from his chair and went to his 
window. The little girl had come back. His cock gave a 
twitch and began to swell.

***

Over the next few weeks, Dave and Meg "met" at their 
windows and masturbated for each other almost every 
night. Dave found that his days were just a blur as he 
anticipated another session with the little teen. His 
cock would throb as he sat at his desk at work, trying 
to focus on his job, but finding that his concentration 
wasn't on work. His mind played and replayed the 
previous episodes with little Meg and fantasized what he 
might do this night when she arrived in her room after 
her nightly shower.

Meg also found that she had a tough time concentrating 
in school. Her best friend, Kylie, asked her almost 
every day for more details, wanting to share in the 
excitement of Meg's naughty nightly exhibitionist and 
voyeuristic activities with the man next door.

On one afternoon, Kylie went home with Meg so that she 
could have a look at Meg's "lover," for that is how Meg 
had taken to referring to her 35 year old neighbour. The 
girls had hung out in the backyard, regularly glancing 
up at Dave's windows in the hopes of seeing him watching 
them, but Dave didn't seem to be home. Kylie had finally 
gone home frustrated. Kylie may have been frustrated, 
but little Meg was as happy and contented as a young 
child can be. Her little cunny hummed between her thighs 
all day long as she day-dreamed, fantasized and planned 
for each night's adventures.

By the third week, they had progressed to where Meg 
wanted to actually tell Dave how she felt and what his 
stroking off for her meant to her. She came up with the 
idea that she could create their own sort of chat room 
if she could get Dave to email her, so one night, as she 
stood there in just her panties, she held up a piece of 
paper with her email address on it. She cocked her head 
in question, "Is this ok? Will you email me?" her eyes 
asked. Then she giggled. 

Dave loved when she giggled. Even though he couldn't 
hear it, he could tell that she was giggling, and the 
sight made the young exhibitionist look even younger, 
which made her older voyeur's cock throb all the more.

As she held up the piece of paper with her email address 
on it, Dave could see from across the divide what it was 
that she wanted, but he wasn't sure it would be a good 
idea to commit to electronic memory what they were 
doing, so he shook his head.

Meg's heart sank. "He doesn't want to." It felt 
embarrassing to have suggested it and then to have him 
decline. Up to that point, everything they had each 
suggested, by motion and gestures, the other had readily 
agreed to. 

Even when Dave had held up a banana and a hairbrush and 
pantomimed using it to put it in her little cunny, she 
had agreed. She didn't have a banana, but she did have a 
hairbrush and she had stood at her window, looking right 
into his eyes as she bowed her legs and rubbed herself 
and then slipped the tip of the brush handle up into her 
wet little pussy. 

As he watched, the child smiled and then giggled and 
pushed the handle further into her tiny slit. He had 
begin to stroke himself in earnest when she took hold of 
the brush with both of her tiny hands and began to slide 
it in and out of her cunt. He could see her soft pussy 
lips pulled and pushed with each stroke of the brush. 
Dave had cum almost immediately as he watched his little 
nymph fuck herself. 

But tonight, no sooner had she felt the disappointment 
at his rejection of the email idea, than Dave turned to 
his desk and scribbled something with a marker on a 
piece of paper.

He held it up and the little child read: 
Daddy's.erotic.chat.com (private room: Daddy & Meg)

Meg had talked to Kylie about Kylie's web daddies, but 
it had not occurred to her to try it. And maybe, she 
realized, she had been a little scared to open a sexy 
conversation with someone she didn't know. But the idea 
of chatting and saying sexy things with her real lover, 
well, that would be different, wouldn't it?

The child giggled and nodded. Then she turned her own 
paper over and copied out the chat-room specifics Dave 
had offered.

For the next week or so, the two distant lovers had 
chatted as they played. Dave had his computer on his 
desk in his study, near the window, but Meg had had to 
rig up a small table near her window so she could also 
play while they chatted and Dave could see her.

"Hi." Meg had typed. "Hi, Sweetie. You look beautiful, 
as always" Dave had responded. Dave could almost hear 
the giggle when the little girl's shoulders and face 
looked like she was giggling. "She really is a little 
girl," he thought to himself. "God, she's perfect."

"I got my mom to buy bananas yesterday!" Meg typed. Then 
she looked out the window to gauge Dave's reaction. 
Dave's eyebrows raised and he smiled broadly.

"Good girl. I bet you can think of a way to enjoy those 
bananas that your mom wouldn't approve of."

The child giggled again and looking at Dave through the 
window, nodded enthusiastically.

"Show me." Dave typed. His cock was already throbbing, 
and he was slowly stroking it as he sat at his computer 
in just his boxers.

"Only if you answer me a question." Meg answered.

"Ok, what?"

"My friend Kylie says boys- men- will lick a girl, down 
below, and give her an explosion. Do you do that with 
your girlfriends?"

"Honey, I don't have a girlfriend right now. You're more 
than enough for me. But, yes, I like to eat out a 
beautiful woman. If you were over here, I'd show you!"

Meg gasped as she imaged Dave kissing her down on her 
tight little couchie. She had touched herself, and she 
had even let Kylie touch her when they practiced "doing 
sexy stuff," each of them taking turns pretending to be 
the boy. But no one had ever kissed her down there.

Meg felt her cunny get wetter and tingle even more. Her 
pussy called to her, "Do me with the banana, Meg... put 
it in me."

Nodding absently in response, Meg acceded to her pussy's 
demand and began to rub herself with the banana that she 
had slipped up to her room when her mother had not been 
looking.

It felt cool and hard and, well, pretty nice, just 
rubbing on her clitty and labia.

Dave could see that she was rubbing herself with the 
banana, but from the angle when she sat at her makeshift 
desk, he couldn't see the banana or her pussy.

Standing up himself, so that she could see him playing 
with his tumescent member, he wrote, "Honey, show me, 
let me see what you are doing."

Meg pulled herself out of her reverie, and shrugged a 
little girl shrug. Then she stood and faced Dave, 
spreading her coltish little legs and licking the banana 
to make it all wet and slippery, she lowered it to her 
cunny as she watched Dave's reaction.

Dave began to stroke himself as he watched, nodding in 
encouragement.

The little girl smiled and giggled. She knew this was 
the most naughty thing she had done for Dave and the 
look on his face told her that he liked it, and that he 
liked it a lot. She smiled again and then began to 
concentrate on the feelings in her tight virgin pussy. 
The big banana pressed hard on her tiny clitty and she 
felt herself getting moist and slippery. 

The young teen grabbed the big piece of fruit with both 
hands and began to rub the pointed end on her puffy 
little cunny lips. As she did, she watched her horny 
neighbour begin to stroke faster. She had become 
accustomed to his expressions, and his face told her 
that he was climbing the mountain toward the moment when 
his thick daddy cock would erupt. Locking her eyes on 
the tip of his meat, the young thing pushed her little 
hips forward, and rocking her girl slit toward Dave, she 
slipped the tip of the banana between the folds of her 
labia. It felt so nasty. She was fucking herself with a 
banana! 

Fucking. Just thinking that word was so naughty. Kylie 
said it out loud sometimes, but little Meg had never 
actually said it aloud. She had thought it, and her 
pussy had whispered it to her in the little girl's mind 
when she had been rubbing herself in her bed, or 
sometimes in her "tubby." Just thinking the word made 
her tingle, as she imagined what it would feel like to 
have a man, to have Dave, put his big hard daddy cock in 
her tight little slit.

The banana felt so big. It was so much bigger than the 
hairbrush handle she had used a few weeks earlier. She 
pushed it in a little further. God, she thought, it will 
never fit... but she pushed a little more and it went 
in, stretching her, filling her, making her feel like it 
was even bigger than it actually was.

"Yes! Fill me," her tiny cunt cried out to her. "Fuck 
me!" "Yes," she replied silently, in her mind, "I will, 
my little cunny. I'll fuck you with this banana, but I 
will imagine that it is Dave fucking you with his nice 
big daddy cock."

Spreading her legs just a little wider, she pushed the 
fruit more deeply into her pussy, just as her nether 
regions were begging her to do. "Mmmmm, you like that 
don't you, Honey?" Meg whispered to her cunt. "You like 
when mommy puts big hard daddy cocks in you, doncha?"

Meg's pussy didn't respond, but she took more of the 
banana that Meg held. The little girl pushed her hips 
forward even further to open herself more, and just as 
she pushed one last push, she saw her neighbour close 
his eyes and cum in big, white, ropes of daddy juice. 

The little girl held the banana in herself, as she let 
the feelings wash over her, too. The sight of Dave 
cumming always gave her a little cum, and with the 
banana half in her, stretching her tight little virgin 
cunt to its maximum, she came hard.

"Unghhhhhh!" she moaned, collapsing back into the chair 
that she had been sitting on when she was web chatting 
with her neighbour lover.

As she came down, Meg eased the fruit out of her pussy 
and paused, looking at it. The afterglow was washing 
over her and in her post-cum state, she gazed down at 
the glistening yellow fruit and then smiling softly, 
brought it up to her mouth.

Dave was standing, with his now softening cock in his 
hand as he watched the little nymph remove the banana 
from her tight little cunt. Then, in amazement, he 
watched her begin to suck its tip, licking it clean. 
"Oh, God," he thought, "She is tasting herself - tasting 
her little girl cum off the banana. God, how I wish I 
had a camera to capture that. I would play it over and 
over, cumming again and again, watching that video."

The child eventually came back to earth and sheepishly 
smiled across at him. It always amazed Dave that even 
after all the dirty, sexy things they did for each 
other, when they had finished and each had a nice cum, 
his little exhibitionist would revert to the little girl 
she really was. Her blushing and sweet innocence would 
once again show up, and she would seem to be a little 
embarrassed by what they had just been doing. But, then, 
the next night, there she'd be, again, ready to be his 
sweet, darling sexy little show-off. His cum bunny.

***

Weeks went by and Dave couldn't get enough of little 
Meg. He sometimes wondered if she would tire of him, but 
as long as she showed up, smiling and prepared to play, 
he was willing. God, was he willing.

Then one Saturday afternoon, as Dave was out in his 
garden, Meg's mom looked over the fence between their 
yards. "Hi, Dave" she said in her lovely, soft voice. 

Dave looked up from what he was doing, stood and said, 
"Hi." He had spoken to Dana lots of times- usually when 
they'd pass on the driveway putting out the garbage cans 
for the truck, or when they were both out in their 
respective yards. She was a pretty woman, probably about 
his own age. He could see the family resemblance between 
her and his secret little playmate.

Dana crossed her arms on the top of the wooden fence 
dividing their properties. Smiling, she said, "I was 
wondering if you were free tonight. Sort of last minute, 
but I have a couple of nice steaks in the fridge and if 
you feel like it, we'd love to have you over for a steak 
and maybe a bit of wine. Meg and I, that is. But, of 
course, Meg won't be having the wine."

Dave blinked. He was intrigued, but also a bit 
apprehensive, after all that her little 14 year old had 
been doing with him this past two months. 

"Come on! I won't bite! And I make a mean steak. What do 
you say?" Dana coaxed.

Shrugging, Dave said, "Sure, why not? Sounds great. How 
about I bring the wine?"

"Great!" Meg's mom replied, smiling a bright, warm 
smile. "How about, say, 6-ish?"

Dave agreed and as his little vixen's mother turned and 
went back to her gardening, Dave watched her, taking in 
her not unattractive bottom and legs. 

Dave thought about the coming evening. In his stomach, 
he could feel the flip flop of concern, but somehow, he 
thought, it was just first date jitters- sort of. Well, 
maybe that was a bit weird, seeing as he had already 
done everything sexual one can do with this woman's 
teenage daughter, short of actually physically touching 
the little girl and having sex.

At just after 6, Dave presented himself at the front 
door of his neighbour's house. He had cleaned up 
although he was wearing casual shorts and a buttoned 
sport shirt. He had chosen a nice wine that he thought 
might go well with steaks.

The evening was a little strange- almost out of body- 
for Dave. They sat at a little glass table outside on 
the back porch, with Dana at one end of the table, Dave 
in the middle and Meg at the other end. It felt so 
strange sitting there, only a couple of feet from the 
object of his masturbation and voyeuristic escapades, 
and the same distance from her unsuspecting mother. The 
young girl was quite quiet, speaking occasionally, but 
mostly allowing the adults to carry to conversation, 
casting quick glances at Dave, then looking down to her 
lap or at her dinner plate. The adults talked about 
their work, the weather, a local election that was 
coming up, and other inconsequential things.

Dana seemed lovely, and by the end of the meal, Dave was 
beginning to relax a little. Little Meg's mother was 
about Dave's age, and obviously kept herself in shape. 
She smiled easily and laughed softly, but appropriately 
- not the forced laugh that so many divorcee's in Dave's 
experience exhibited, but nothing out of control, 
either.

He began to settle as Meg cleared the table and Dana 
offered Dave another top-up of his wine.


"Should we adjourn to the living room?" Dana offered, 
rising from her chair on the patio. Dave rose, too, and 
replied, "Sure," and followed her into the living room. 

"Honey, you don't have to hang out with the old folks" 
Dana told her daughter, with a smile. "Go on, now... you 
can go do whatever it is young girls do when they have 
some time for themselves. Dave and I will sit here and 
talk."

Dave thought he saw Meg blush a little, and knowing what 
"little girls do when they have time by themselves," he 
understood why, but the child said, "Ok, Mom. Call me if 
you need me." And she left the room. Dave could hear her 
climbing the stairs, presumably to her bedroom.

Dana sat opposite Dave in the living room. Dave began to 
say something, but Dana stopped him with a raised hand.

"Dave," she began, her voice becoming surprisingly 
serious. Dave's antennae went on high alert. "Meg has 
told me everything,"

Dave's eyes went wide and he began to try to formulate a 
response, but Dana held up a hand in a "stop" sign. 
"Don't say anything. Let me finish."

Dave felt his heart collapse - his world was about to 
end- he had visions of police and incarceration and 
humiliation swim before his eyes. 

"Did you hear what I just said," Dana asked.

Dave blinked. He tried to focus.

"I... I can explain..."

"Dave," Dana cut him off sharply. "I said 'it's ok' that 
I understand. In fact, last night, after Meg spilled the 
beans, we had a long talk and then when I was convinced 
that she was doing this of her own will and that she 
really wanted to continue, I did something that you 
might object to. I watched."

Dave sat in stunned silence. His eyes seemed to be able 
to see, but the world was swimming. His head was reeling 
and he wasn't sure he had heard correctly.

"You watched?" he stammered.

Dana smiled a soft smile and cocked her head. "Isn't 
that what you like- having women watch you beat that 
glorious piece of man-meat?" Dave could swear she nearly 
giggled.

"But how...?"

"My bedroom is next to Meg's. Well, not exactly next to 
it- there's the bathroom window between us, but close 
enough that by leaving my curtains mostly closed and my 
light off, I could see almost everything you did. And 
Meg told me about your little chat room, too. I was 
tempted to try to sneak into that "room," too, but I 
frankly couldn't figure out how to do it without you 
knowing." Dana sat back a little crossed her lovely legs 
and smiled.

"Let me explain. Meg is 14. I don't know if you knew 
that."

Dave nodded silently.

"Well, I was 15 when I began to have sex with a boy in 
my school. He was a jerk and told everyone at school and 
my name was mud for months." She paused. "I know Meg is 
a very sexual girl. She talks about sex all the time- 
with me, and I presume with her girlfriends. She tells 
me she has only played with a couple of boys, and has 
only done things in the dark and, I guess with little 
satisfaction for herself."

That paralleled what the sweet girl had told him on 
their chat room talks.

"We talked about it and I decided that she can continue 
to learn from you, rather than from the boys in her 
school. I don't want Meg to go through what I went 
through."

Dave couldn't keep up with Dana. She wanted him to 
continue? To keep beating off for her 14 year old 
daughter? 

"There is one condition, though. And if you ever break 
this condition, I will do whatever I can to wreck your 
life. Do you understand?"

The change of attitude from co-conspirator to aggressor 
surprised Dave and he rocked back on the chair.

"Do you?" she demanded.

"Um, yes, I guess. What's the condition?"

"That you only ever do things in this house- and only 
when I am home. Do you understand?"

Dave nodded.

Dana smiled that warm smile, again. Dave couldn't keep 
up with the mood change in the room, but as she smiled, 
she stood up off the couch on which she had been sitting 
and came across the short distance to where Dave sat. 
Pushing his knees apart, she knelt down on the carpet 
between his knees. As she smiled a crooked smile up at 
her neighbour, she began to rub his crotch. "I have seen 
this bad boy. I think he likes to come out to play, 
doesn't he, Dave?" she purred.

As she massaged his cock through his pants, she 
continued to look into his eyes. "It's ok to get hard, 
Dave. I saw how nice it gets when my darling little Meg 
gives you something to be hard about." Then she squeezed 
a little and began to massage him more deeply.

"How about I take it out? I bet it wants to be released 
so you can show little Meg's old Mom what it looks like, 
up close, and personal?"

Dave wasn't sure what was happening, but his cock surely 
knew what it wanted to happen. But with his little 
lover's mother? His mind said "I'm not sure," but his 
cock screamed, "Yes! Do it!"

He took a deep breath and then nodded and watched as 
slender fingers found his zipper and began to lower it. 
His cock was almost at full erection, even though he 
wasn't sure his little playmate's mom wasn't just 
messing with him.

Dana fished out his cock and murmured, "Mmm, it's as 
lovely up close as it was last night in the window. I 
can see why Meggie likes it, why it makes her tight 
little teen cunt hum when you yank it out for her."

As she said this, Meg's mom began to stroke Dave's cock. 
Her pretty face was inches from the tip. "Yes, Dave. 
That's it. Get all hard for me. Like you do for my 
teenage daughter. Mmm, yes, that's a good boy," she 
crooned.

Dave sat back a little and let this very sexy woman do 
whatever it was she wanted to do. But as she got him 
hard, she looked up at him and said, "I know you 
wouldn't hurt a girl's feelings by saying so, but I bet 
you wish this was Meggie's hand, and who knows? Maybe 
Meggie's hot little mouth. 

"You like little girls, don't you, Dave? Well, Honey, if 
you want, while mommy sucks on this throbbing hunk of 
meat, if you want to imagine it's my little girl, my 
sweet, innocent child sucking on you, why go ahead. 
That's what imaginations are for, isn't it, 'Daddy'?" 
Obviously, meg had also told her that Dave had got her 
precocious child to call him 'daddy' in the web chats.

With that, she leaned forward and took the tip of his 
cock in her mouth. She bobbed up and down a bit and let 
it get all wet and slippery, then as she continued to 
stroke it with her hand she pulled off and continued her 
verbal teasing.

"Yes, Dave. I bet you have whacked off a thousand times 
imaging my little girl sucking on that nice big- what 
does Meg call it? Your daddy cock! Yeah, that's it. 
Daddy cock." Then looking right at him, she said with a 
smile, "It's ok, Hon, you go right ahead - close your 
eyes and fantasize that this old lady's mouth is little 
Meggie's virginal lips sucking on your nice daddy cock." 
Then she actually giggled.

Dave didn't know what to say, but it turned out that he 
didn't need to say anything as she bent back over him 
and took him once again into her wet and very talented 
mouth.

Dana knew what she was doing. Every time she approached 
the point of no-return, she would pull off and slow 
down, keeping Dave at the brink, but never letting him 
get to the finish.

Then with a smirk, she sat back, and still holding him 
and slowly stroking his now glistening cock, she said, 
"So, Big Boy. What do you say? Was the fantasy enough or 
do you want to, for real, teach my little girl a thing 
or two?"

Dave tried to respond, but Dana took his silence as 
affirmation and turned her head over her shoulder and 
called, "Meggie- can you come down here, Honey?"

Dave instinctively pulled his hips in, sort of to hide 
his erection, but Dana's hand was firmly holding it and 
she was not going to allow her daughter's man to put it 
away before little Meggie got downstairs.

In a second, Meg arrived at the living room archway. She 
was wearing a tight little t shirt and only her panties.

Dana's eyebrows went up and Meg hurriedly said, "I 
thought, after what we talked about..."

"It's ok, Honey. It's just that men usually like to see 
a girl take off her clothes. It helps them get ready. 
But then," she chuckled, "it looks like Dave has already 
got ready..."

Dave looked at his darling playmate. It was all so 
strange, her mother being in the room, holding his now 
softening cock while her 14 year old daughter stood 
there in her little girl panties and a T that left 
nothing to the imagination.

Dana took charge of the situation. "Dave," she said, 
looking up at the bewildered man, "first, you don't have 
to go all soft on me... it's ok to get an erection when 
my young teen daughter walks in the room, especially 
when she's wearing what could only be interpreted by a 
dirty old man like you as her little girl version of a 
"fuck me" outfit."

Dave was a bit startled by the harsh language. And then, 
it raced through his head that Meg's mom might be saying 
that she was ok with him fucking her little child. Could 
that be right, he wondered.

Meg giggled and cocked one hip. But she also blushed a 
little. It was an interesting combination of young, 
innocence and flirty big girl. It was delicious and 
Dave's cock began to rise, again.

Dana smiled and began to softly stroke his now half-mast 
erection while she looked back at her little girl. "Come 
here, Meg," she said gently. As she started across the 
carpet, the child looked down at her feet, shyly- and 
Dave marveled at how a nymph who had fucked her little 
cunny with a banana for him could be shy to walk across 
the living room floor in her panties and T, now that 
they were actually in the same room.

Meg's mom continued to stroke his manhood. She looked up 
from her knees when her young teen daughter stood next 
to her. Smiling, she said, "This is what you've been 
teasing and fingering yourself while watching, Honey. 
You told me that you always fantasized about touching 
it, kissing it... and (here, the child's eyes grew wide, 
as she knew her mother was going to reveal a secret that 
she was embarrassed to reveal) and, maybe one day feel 
deep inside your tight little girl vagina. Your baby 
cunt."

Meg looked up to Dave, to calculate his response. But 
Dave was only smiling and imaging the tightness of her 
darling little pussy- even after having stretched it 
over a banana and a hairbrush handle.

Dave's cock throbbed in Dana's hand and she squeezed it. 
"You like that, doncha, Big Guy? You like the idea of 
doing my little girl- of putting this beautiful dick in 
her tight little teen twat. You are a very nasty man, 
and I think my daughter likes that about you. It may be 
the thing she most likes about you. And I'm starting to 
like it about you, too." And then she chuckled.

"Meggie," she continued, maintaining control of the 
situation, "Why don't you do what you do best and show 
Dave, here, your sweet little body - like you have done 
from a distance all those nights. Come on, Honey. He's 
seen it all. Now show it to him close up and personal- 
like they say."

The young girl blushed again, and Dave found it so 
endearing that he nearly came in Dana's hand.

Then the child took the hem of her T and lifted it - 
slowly, like a seasoned stripper. She had learned in 
their evening playtimes that Dave liked her to strip 
slowly - keeping her eyes on his, as she slowly, 
excruciatingly slowly exposed her tiny body to his view.

Dana squeezed Dave's cock and felt him throb as he 
watched the child of her womb undress for him. It was 
nasty, dirty, so depraved, but also incredibly hot. Dana 
could feel herself getting so wet and her nipples 
thrummed with excitement, pressing against her bra 
inside her blouse, begging to be tweaked and rubbed like 
she did when she was just starting to play with herself 
some nights after her child had gone to bed.

Dana took a deep breath and kept slowly beating this 
man's meat, knowing that he was watching her daughter 
strip for him. Knowing that it was her 14 year old girl 
who was making his cock throb. But somehow the dirtiness 
of the situation made her pussy hum with excitement. 

It was so bad of her, a mother, to be allowing this to 
happen, but after she had had that talk with her little 
Meggie and her daughter had told her that she intended 
to do it again that night, Dana had told her to wait 
until mommy was in her bedroom so that she could also 
watch as this man beat off for her little girl. 

Ever since that moment, Dana had known that she would 
find a way to be a part of it - that she would help her 
little girl be introduced to a real man's cock. And 
after she had seen Dave's prick for herself, she also 
knew that if she offered up her little Meggie, she, 
Dana, might somehow also get a piece of the action. 

It had been too long since Dana had felt the thick 
presence of a man inside her. Maybe, in time, the stud 
next door would decide that three was better than two. 
But, when she was honest with herself, Dana knew that 
the thing that made her wet, the thing that gave her 
amazing orgasms was imagining herself watching her 
little girl give up her virginity, opening her slim 
little legs to a man to become a woman. That image was 
just too powerful for the depraved woman to ignore.

She had fought with herself- worrying that she was being 
horrible, but in the end she always came back to her 
desire to see her child take her first cock. It was 
depraved and her cunt screamed at her to do it!

"Now, Darling- you've seen it from afar- tonight is your 
chance to get close and hold it. Come here, kneel beside 
me," she directed.

The little girl, now topless and in only her panties, 
knelt at Dave's knees. He opened his legs apart a bit 
more, and she scooched in a little closer.

"That's good, Honey. Now, give me your hand. Yes. Good, 
like this," and she wrapped the little child's hand 
around the now fully erect shaft. "Good girl. Now, up 
and down, like this..." she showed her daughter. "Not 
too fast at first... yes... good... You remember how 
Dave has beat himself off... you just do the same thing 
- only this time, you'll be able to feel it when he 
ejaculates- when he spurts his nice daddy cream all over 
you."

Dave was in ecstasy. He couldn't believe the feeling and 
the erotic situation... he had thought he was going to 
be arrested, and instead, he was being beat off by a 
mother and her sweet little 14 year old baby girl. His 
head fell back and he allowed the feeling to surround 
him.

Meg was a bit unsure at first. Her mom had told her that 
she, too, had learned from an older man and that like 
Meg, Dana's mother had helped. It was a sort of "family 
tradition" Dana had told her. As they had talked the 
night before, Meg told her everything - what they had 
each done, about the hairbrush and the banana, the chat 
room that they used, and about watching Dave spurt his 
cum as he watched her do naughty things. She also told 
her mom how it felt for her - how she came so hard 
watching Dave spray his jets of cum for her, how she 
fantasized that she could feel it hit her, or... even, 
on very naughty night, imagined what it would feel like 
spurting inside her.

Her mom had explained blow-jobs and how men liked girls 
to swallow- to, as she called it, "eat up their nice 
daddy cream." Meg wasn't sure about that but her mom had 
insisted that men love that and that as a good little 
playmate, she needed to learn to do that for a man.

After Dana told her child that she had invited their 
voyeuristic neighbour over for dinner, and "maybe a 
little bit of exploration," Meg had told her mom that 
she needed to have a shower before Dave arrived. But 
really, Meg simply wanted to go be by herself to rub her 
special spot- her tight little cunny and have a big cum. 
Sometimes she just needed to do it alone and take as 
long as she needed. The conversation and the possibility 
that she might this evening get to actually touch Dave's 
daddy cock made her absolutely vibrate down in her 
cunny. And tonight, she knew would be a very special 
night, indeed.

Meg's mom continued to hold her daughter's hand and 
helped her find a rhythm as she stroked Dave's throbbing 
cock with her tiny fingers. Meg was amazed at the way 
Dave's cock felt - soft on the outside, with a hardness 
underneath. She held the tip of her tongue between her 
lips in concentration, and leaned closer. 

"Good girl" her mother cooed, taking her hand away and 
letting her daughter stroke him on her own. "That's very 
good. Keep stroking him, Honey. Doesn't that feel 
wonderful? I can see that Dave likes what you are 
doing."

Meg felt proud that she was making Dave feel good. She 
wanted to be the best little girl for her mom and for 
her lover. She loved her mom's praise. She felt so grown 
up, so sexy, so womanly.

Dave sat back a little and let the good feelings wash 
over him. 

Dana looked up at him. "She's doing very well, isn't 
she, Dave?" she asked. "Daddy likes his little kitten to 
stroke him and help him get all hard, doesn't he?" she 
said in a pretend sing-songy little girl voice.

"Oh, yes, she's a perfect little helper, a wonderful cum 
bunny," he breathed, feeling his balls tighten up. He 
knew that if his young playmate kept this up, he was 
going to cum in a very few seconds. Meg giggled. She 
liked being his "perfect little helper" and his "cum 
bunny." She sort of liked it that these two adults were 
talking about her, saying sexy and nice things about 
her. She began to stroke faster, as she had seen him do 
when she was watching from her window.

Dave looked down at the vision that knelt between his 
knees. The sweet child was so perfect- her pointy 
breasts stood out and jiggled a little as her hand rose 
and fell on his shaft, their nipples begging to be 
caressed and sucked. Dave reached down and gently 
touched her, cupping her soft cone, kneading her softly. 
Meg giggled and sped up her strokes.

Dave put his hand on little Meg's hand and slowed her 
down. "Not too fast. I don't want to cum too soon, 
Honey," he told the child.

Meg giggled. Her tight little cunny was tingling and she 
could feel herself getting even wetter down below. She 
wanted him to spurt for her, but she also wanted this to 
go on forever.

The child's mother put her hand on Meg's naked shoulder. 
"Meggie, remember what we talked about? You need to use 
your words. Men like when little girls tell them sexy 
things while they are helping them feel good. Can you do 
that, Sweetie? Use your words."

Meg blushed again. Dave loved it when she did that 
because she looked so young and so vulnerable and 
innocent.

Meg said, "Um... I like holding your nice big daddy 
cock... it feels so... you know... so hot to touch it." 
Then she looked at her mom to see if that was what she 
wanted.

Dana nodded in approval. "Tell the nice 'daddy' what you 
are feeling, Love. You can say naughty words. Men like 
that, remember what we talked about?"

The child stopped stroking as she tried to think of what 
to say.

"Keep beating him off, Darling... that's it. Good girl. 
Now tell him what your sweet little body feels like," 
she coaxed.

"Um... well... my pussy is all tingly when I do this."

"When you do what, Honey? Use sexy words for Dave. Make 
him feel good, lover."

"When I beat him off."

"Tell him, not me..."

"When I beat you off, Dave. It makes my cunny all 
tingly. And my nipples." she added softly. "I liked when 
you touched my nipples."

Dave smiled down at the child. She was trying to hard to 
be sexy and to do what her mom was telling her to do. It 
made his heart full of love for the young child.

"It makes my cock throb when you do. It feels really 
good, Darling," he said. "You are a very good girl- the 
best!"

Meg giggled. "I like being your good girl, Dave. Daddy. 
Can I call you 'daddy' here, like I do on the web chat?"

"Oh, yes, Baby. That would be wonderful." Dave almost 
came when she called him that. He didn't know why. He 
didn't have a daughter, but if he did, he'd want her to 
be just like this little nymphet. "Such a good little 
cum kitten."

Meg giggled again and looked at her mom. Dana smiled and 
said, "See, Darling? men like when a little girl does 
sexy things with them and calls them 'daddy'."

Then, as Meg refocused on Dave's cock, her mom said, "I 
think you may be ready to try kissing it. Are you, 
Meggie? Do you think you are grown up enough to learn 
about giving a nice blow job to your 'daddy'?"

The child swallowed hard and her little face showed a 
bit of apprehension, but she nodded.

"I knew you were!" her mother encouraged. "Such a sexy 
little cum bunny! I'm proud of you, Meggie!"

Meg giggled. Her sweet little face looked so young, so 
sweet, so naïve, but biting her lower lip, she looked 
from her mother to Dave and then directly at the 
throbbing meat in her little hand. Drawing a breath, she 
leaned forward and kissed the tip.

Dave's cock jumped in her hand. It was the most 
delicious thing he had ever seen. Nodding in approval, 
he said, "Good girl. Now, maybe kiss it a little 
longer... that a girl! Oh, yes... one more time... good 
girl!"

Meg kissed the tip three times and then looked up at her 
adult lover. "Is that good, daddy? Did I do good?"

Dave smiled. He had to keep himself from laughing- she 
looked so young and sweet. Chuckling a bit, he said, 
"That was perfect, Honey. But now, you need to try to 
put the tip in your darling little mouth. Just for a 
..."

He was about to say 'just for a second' but by the time 
he had begun the sentence, the darling child had leaned 
over his tumescent member and had taken the bulbous head 
entirely into her hot little mouth. She held it there 
for a second and then let it go, sitting back.

"Like that?" she asked, smiling, obviously proud of 
herself.

Dana said enthusiastically, "That was so good. What a 
quick learner! Good cocksucking, Honey!"

Meg was a bit surprised by the dirty language- 
especially coming from her mother, but she basked in the 
praise.

"Now, how about doing that again, and this time, maybe 
suck on Dave's nice thick daddy cock as if it was a 
popscicle?"

Meg shrugged a tiny shrug and nodded. Then, without 
further encouragement, she leaned over Dave's throbbing 
member and opened her tiny mouth, taking the helmet in 
and holding it there.

Dave could feel her sucking, but her mom said, "That's a 
good little cum bunny. Good sucking, Sweetie. Now... let 
the tip slide in and out- yes! that's it... just like 
fucking a cunny..."

The baby girl had never thought about cocksucking as 
being like fucking, but as she bobbed over him, slurping 
slightly as his cock entered and pulled back from her 
small lips, she realized why it must feel like that to a 
man.

The child looked up at Dave, whose eyes looked slightly 
glazed.

Dave saw her seeking approval and nodded, then reached 
down and held her small blonde head, letting it move up 
and down as she gave him the sexiest blow job he had 
ever had. Seeing a 14 year old sucking him off, and out 
of the peripheral vision, seeing her mother, right 
there, encouraging her to blow him was about as much as 
a man could handle.

"I'm going to cum..." he breathed.

Dana said, "Keep sucking, Honey. Dave is going to give 
you his nice daddy cream- in a minute he will spurt like 
you've seen him spurt, only this time it will be in your 
little 14 year old mouth. Be a good girl and try to eat 
it all up for him. Be a good little cum bunny for Dave. 
Good girl... it's coming soon... good girl... good 
sucking..."

Dave felt his balls pull up tight and then the familiar 
feelings washed through his groin and he felt himself 
begin to cum. He spewed man cum into the lovely little 
girl kneeling in front of him.

Meg was surprised at the power of the spray- it felt 
like it was blasting down her throat. She pulled back in 
surprise. The next spurt exploded on her chin and down 
her chest. It was warm, and the taste of the first spray 
seemed to coat her mouth.

The small child gagged and coughed. It was not a bad 
taste, exactly, but it was not what she had expected. 
Actually, she didn't know what she expected. She bent 
over and held her little hand in front of her mouth and 
let the cum drip out of her mouth and into her hand.

Dana had a hand on her daughter's naked back and she 
leaned close to the child and kissed her head. 'That was 
so good, Meggie. You did just right. Good girl. Didn't 
she do a good blow job, Dave?"

Dave was catching his breath. It had been one of the 
hottest orgasms he had ever had. Even seeing his young 
playmate spitting out the cum into her hand was, 
somehow, sexy. She was so innocent and so inexperienced. 

"Oh, Meg. That was the best blow job I have ever had." 
he exaggerated. "You are the very best little cum bunny! 
Such a good cocksucker girl!"

Meg blushed in embarrassment at the praise, but she 
loved hearing it. She had really done it. She had sucked 
off her 'daddy' and made him cum in her little mouth. 
Wait until Kylie heard about this! She wouldn't believe 
it! This was so much hotter than watching him beat off 
for her in the window across the space between their 
houses. The child giggled, and a bit more cum dribbled 
down her chin. With a finger, she wiped it from her chin 
and looking down at it, she giggled again and then 
sucked her own finger clean.

"Oh my God! I think my little girl likes man cum. Daddy 
cream." Dana laughed.

Mother kissed daughter. On the lips. Dana could taste 
Dave's cum on her child's lips and it gave her a little 
buzz in her own cunt. How dirty can a mother get? she 
wondered. But she knew she was positively dripping down 
below and she knew it had turned her on more than she 
could have imagined to watch her baby girl suck off a 
man and then eat up his cream.

Dana idly slid her forefinger up her daughter's chest, 
collecting some of the residue of Dave's orgasm, and 
then as both of the others watched, placed her dripping 
finger tip between her own lips and smiled as she sucked 
it clean.

"Don't want to waste any, do we?" she chuckled.

Little Meg's eyes were wide. She was still feeling very 
turned on, and her little cunny was pleading with her to 
touch it and make it feel better.

"Come on!" her pussy whined silently in young Meg's 
head. "You made 'daddy' cum, but you haven't helped me 
have an explosion. I need to cum. Please? Rub me."

Meg couldn't help it. Her little hand ran down the 
flatness of her tummy, and down between her thighs, into 
her little dripping panties. She was still kneeling, but 
she sat back on her heels and let her fingers explore 
her dripping cunt. After a moment, she pushed her 
panties down enough to allow herself access to her slit.

The sparse cunny hairs glistened with girl moisture. 
Closing her eyes, the child became oblivious to the 
other two who sat back and watched their little prodigy 
finger herself. The wet, sloppy sounds that came from 
her pussy made both adults tingle. Even after just 
cumming, Dave was enjoying the show.

"That's a girl" her mother purred. "Make it feel good. 
You deserve a nice cum, Honey. You pussy is aching for 
it, isn't it?"

Dana quietly unzipped her shorts and pushed her hand 
into them. She let her own hand cup her mound and she, 
too, began to rub as she watched her little girl 
silently play. It was obvious that the teen was unaware 
of the others. She seemed to be on a different planet. 
Almost imperceptible moans escaped from her parted lips. 
She kept her eyes closed and held one tiny tittie in one 
hand as she fingered her baby clitty with the other.

"Yes, like that," her pussy seemed to whisper to her. 
"Forget them... make me cum... yes... oh, yes, keep 
doing that..." Meg could hear her cunny begging the 
child to make her cum. She smiled quietly and the adults 
barely heard her whisper back, "Yes, Honey... here it 
is... cum for me..."

Dave looked at Dana and Dana shrugged, but she kept 
rubbing herself. 

It was so intimate- watching the little child masturbate 
as if no one was there. It was like being an invisible 
voyeur and it made Dave begin to harden again, despite 
being spent by the blow job. The young girl looked as if 
she was alone- maybe in her bed, or her bath, doing what 
little girls do when they are alone and thinking of the 
hunky boys in their class. 

Dana was watching intently and nodding. It seemed to 
Dave as if she was silently encouraging her baby girl to 
have a nice, big orgasm. Then, as both adults watched, 
the innocent child arched her back and cried out in 
muffled tones. "Ughhhhhhhh! Oh, Sweetie... yes... 
unghhhhhhhhh!" She was whispering to her cunny, but the 
adults each thought she must have been fantasizing about 
a lover. 

Then, after a moment of stillness, the baby girl seemed 
to collapse on herself. Her hand still cupping herself, 
she slowly fell into a fetal position on the carpet, 
pulling up her knees, which stretched her tight little 
panties over her now quivering mound and fingers.

***

Maybe more to follow? Dana needs to get some release, 
and of course, Kylie will hear about this evening and 
want to join in. I wonder if little Meggie will allow 
it?

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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