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Little sister dripping boy sperm after fucking her big brother….let’s hope she is on birth control…👄

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Amazing young amateur teen showing of her new bra..

[drtymindedman]

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[luvem1313141516]

Damn she is cute!

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[wayvan62]

Sweet ass,I’d lick that every day.

[meantolittlegirls]

Chloe and Daddy Part 4

(You can find the other parts by searching for “Chloe and Daddy” or “my porn stories”. Alternatively: part one, part two, part three)

How could she possibly leave me there like that? I was horny, frustrated and now angry as I thought about how close I’d got to giving in to what Chloe had been asking for ever since she caught me fantasising about her. I sighed. Maybe this was for the best and I shouldn’t have let it get that far - this was a sign that it shouldn’t happen, a last chance for me to stop it. But the little devil on my shoulder reminded me that I didn’t want to stop it. I wanted much more than had just happened, no matter how wrong it was.

I reached over to the remote and switched off the film, grabbed a tissue to wipe myself down, got dressed again and slowly made my way upstairs to bed. As I got to the top of the stairs, I looked at the two doors in front of me - one led to my sleeping, probably snoring, wife who had told me how tired she was to have anything to do with sex; the other led to my teenage daughter who had just cum for me while humping against my cock. The choice was obvious. There really wasn’t a choice to make, and I turned towards the door on my left.

A few minutes later, I climbed into bed naked beside my wife. There was no reaction beyond a small grunt as she rolled over in her sleep, her body so close to mine but spark out. And in the darkness, I lay there thinking about what could have been. It took a while to get to sleep that night.

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Something was moving under the covers. I was gradually aware that a hand was stroking my leg, feeling my hairs, tickling gently as it slid higher towards my crotch. I rolled over onto my back, still half asleep, my eyes closed. The fingers were dancing over my cock, making me hard, teasing and stroking me gently, then harder, then softly again. I smiled in my sleep. It was rare that my wife ever wanted anything like this, so I just thought I’d lie there and enjoy whatever she was going to do to me. Maybe she’d even put some effort in and lick my cock until I came for once.

Then I heard two things at the same time. The deep rhythmic breathing of someone asleep in my bed, and the little whispering voice saying “Daaadddyyy.” My eyes flew open and Chloe was standing next to my bed, her hand under the covers, dressed as she slept in practically nothing. I started to protest but she put a finger to my lips and shushed me. “I had a bad dream, Daddy,” she said, “and I need you to make it all better for me please.”

“Chloe, no.” I hissed at her through clenched teeth. “Your mother’s right here for fucks sake. Go back to bed, we can’t do this now.” She smiled at me as if I was being ridiculous, “She took a sleeping pill, remember? And I may have added an extra one to make sure she didn’t wake up through this”. I couldn’t believe my ears. I couldn’t believe my luck. I couldn’t believe my daughter.

“Shall I tell you about my dream, Daddy? It was a nasty dream,” she purred as she continued to stroke my cock under the covers with one had as another gently moved over her young, firm body through her flimsy pyjamas. I could only nod, and she smiled broadly at me.

“Well, Daddy, I was at a party and there weren’t many girls there but there were a few boys that I knew and some that I didn’t,” she began. “I was dressed in this tiny little top with no bra on, and you could see my nipples through it. I knew when I picked it that boys would like me in it, Daddy, but I bought it thinking about you.” Her hand was stroking my cock quicker now, feeling how hard she had made me already, knowing that I should stop her, but mesmerised by her tough and her voice.

“And I was wearing a really small skirt with no panties on, Daddy, and I’d made sure that I could tease the boys in it. I knew that if I wasn’t careful then they would be able to see my freshly shaved little pussy.” I swallowed as she continued, “I shaved it earlier tonight too, Daddy. Do you want to see?”

I nodded dumbly and she smiled at me as she lifted her flimsy top out of the way to show me her beautiful bald cunt. “There. Does it look nice, Daddy?” she asked, “Does it look good enough to touch again?” I nodded again and she took my hand, placing it on her smooth skin, sighing at my touch.

“And there was a group of boys very interested in me. They all stood around me and told me that I was a teasing little whore, and that they needed to teach me a lesson. But I told them that I wasn’t a whore, Daddy, I was a good little girl and then they laughed at me. One of the boys pushed me against the wall and started to touch my nipples through my top, Daddy, and another one put his hand up my skirt.” She parted her legs for me and I felt her warm cunt lips opening to my touch. My fingers grazed along her tiny slit, feeling her wetness, spreading it around her clit as she pressed against me. “Mmmm, Daddy, almost like that. He only had boy hands, not big rough Daddy hands like you do though. And when he put his finger inside me it didn’t make me shudder and moan like yours does,” she told me as she continued to play with my cock, spreading my precum around the tip.

“Daddy, more of the boys wanted to touch me, they all wanted to play with me but I didn’t want them to do it. I told them that I was a sweet, innocent virgin and I only wanted someone who loved me and cared for me to have sex with me but they didn’t believe me. There were lots of hands all over me, playing with my tits and pinching my nipples as I moaned for them Daddy, and my little cunt was getting wet from all the attention that they were giving me.”

I couldn’t believe the things she said she had dreamed about, and wondered how close to reality they were. “What happened next, button?” I asked her as I pressed my finger into her wet little fuckhole. “The first boy had his fingers in my cunt just like you do, Daddy, and he was playing with me. And I couldn’t help myself, all I could do was to press against him and kiss him as well even though I knew that this was wrong. And then he told me that they were all going to use me but I said no because I don’t want to have sex with boys. There’s only one person I want to lose my virginity to, Daddy.”

She was playing with my cock faster and faster now, her soft little hand feeling so wonderful against my hot skin, my finger buried in her tight little cunt.

“Chloe, that’s not what should happen though,” I explained, giving it one last try to resist her. “I know, Daddy, but I told them I wasn’t interested. They pinned me to the ground and my cunt was all exposed and the boy climbed on top of me, and was about to take my virgin cunt…. And then I woke up and found I was all like this, Daddy, so I had to come tell you my bad dream.”

She continued to grind her soft, dripping cunt against my hand while she played with my cock. Then she locked her eyes on me as she put one hand on her nipple through the flimsy top. “Can I get into bed with you, Daddy, and you can make my bad dream go away?”

I looked at my beautiful, tight, dripping little girl. I glanced over to my wife, lying there snoring. Would she wake up if anything happened? Would I care? Could I possibly say no to the offer standing right in front of me, stroking me, humping my hand? A louder snore can from my right, indicating how deeply my wife was sleeping.

“Come here, sweetie,” I told her, “let’s see what Daddy can do to make that nasty dream go away.”

I pushed the duvet away to one side as she grinned at me, climbing onto my lap to rub against my cock. She felt so hot, so wet, so wrong, so right. She leant down towards me as I lifted my head towards her and kissed my little girl deeply. Her soft mouth felt delicious against mine as I thought about how good her wet hole was going to feel when I finally got inside her.

“Are you ready, baby?” I asked her and she nodded quickly. “I love you, Daddy,” she mumbled against my mouth. I smiled at her and told her “I love you too, button”, as I moved the head of my cock against her drippy little hole and slipped the head inside it.

She felt amazing, even with only my cock head inside her tiny, tight cunt. She bit her bottom lip slightly, frowning but smiling as my thick cock started to stretch her virgin cunt for the first time. She breathed deeply, moving herself up slightly and then back down so that more cock entered her unused cunt. With every little push she made a tiny whimper, trying so hard to prove to me what a big girl she could be, but making me extra aware that I was hurting her with every little push.

Watching her biting her lip, wincing, whimpering, gasping with every push only spurred me on more. I pushed harder, trying to fill her tiny cunt with my cock in one push, making her yelp slightly as my wife snored through the noise. I moved one hand to grab her teen tits and squeeze them tightly, picturing how beautiful they would be with my finger mark bruises on them.

“Are you OK, button?” I asked her and she nodded through her winces and whimpers. “I thought you wanted to be a big girl?” I chuckled softly. I fucked her harder and she squealed louder than before. “You’re hurting me, Daddy!” she cried, trying to climb away from my cock. I grabbed her hips tightly, holding her there. “You’re not going anywhere, Chloe. You’re going to take Daddy’s dick in your cunt, and you’re going to learn how to be a big girl,” I told her sternly. She blushed, biting her lip ready for more.

“Have you changed your mind, kitten?” I teased her and she shook her head rapidly, starting to move again on my cock. She rocked her cunt slightly, taking more cock in than ever before. Her lip was starting to bleed slightly from her teeth, but she rocked and ground against me more, taking inch by inch into her throbbing, aching, tight cunt. “There’s still more to take, button, but you can do it,” I told her. I reached up to her beautiful face, pressing my thumb against her mouth and she opened it gratefully and started to suck on my thumb as she tried so hard to take my entire cock.

“Who’s my good little girl?” I asked her as she sucked my thumb and rode my cock. “I am,” she mumbled against my hand.

“Who’s going to take all of her Daddy’s cock like a good girl?” I asked her as she panted. “I am,” she mumbled again, pushing down harder to take even more inside her.

“And who’s going to make her father cum in her tiny cunt?” I asked her as the last little bit of my cock tore into her tight hole. “I am,” she squealed, smiling as she realised that she had managed to take my entire dick in her teenie cunt.

I pounded her harder and harder, thrusting deep into her as she squealed more, her tiny body falling onto me pressing her firm teen tits into my chest. “Daddy!” she moaned louder than before.

I slowed down my thrusts as she moaned into my shoulder. “That’s my good little girl. Tell me how much you love getting fucked, sweetie,” I told her.

Through little sobs, she whimpered “I love getting fucked by your Daddy dick,” and as she did so I pushed slowly back all the way inside her hot, tight cunt.

I had no idea how I’d managed to last so long without cumming inside her, but I knew that I couldn’t go on for much longer without my little girl making me cum. “Tell me how much you want my cum, sweetie,” I told her as I fucked her harder, every little whimper driving me on harder. And without any further prompting from me, she started to beg like the good little girl I always knew she would be. “Please, Daddy. Please cum inside me.” I fucked her harder. “Please make me a big girl, Daddy,” she whimpered through the pain of me pounding her tiny hole.

“I neeeeeeed you to cum inside me, Daddy!” she moaned as I grabbed her tits tightly knowing that they would ache in the morning. “Cum inside me, Daddy. Cum in your baby girl. Please, Daddy. Give me what I need, please,” she was babbling as I fucked her harder and harder, knowing that one more thrust would push me over the edge.

“Cum in my naughty little cunt!” she squealed, and I pushed my cock deep into her and started to cum and cum and cum.

“Fuck, Chloe,” I murmured into her ear as my cum flooded her tight, sore, stretched pussy. “Mmmmmmmmmm, Daddy,” she moaned as I filled her and she squeezed me tight.

As the last drop of my cum left my cock, I felt more satisfaction than I’d felt in a long, long time. She was so tight, so hot, so wet, so devoted. And she was mine now. Daddy’s little girl, claimed now as mine.

“Daddy,” Chloe murmured in my ear as she lay on top of me. “Yes, button?” I replied as I kissed her tenderly now.

“I think I might need to think about getting some birth control, don’t you?”

[meantolittlegirls]

Chloe and Daddy Part 3

(You can find part one here and part two here)

Over the next few days, it seemed that things were going to slip back to normal. Chloe didn’t talk about or hint at the things that had gone on in my bed that morning, and I started to relax a bit more around her. There might have been an occasional look, or touch between us, but nothing that really made me think about her in that way again. Part of me was desperately hoping that whatever Chloe thought was going to happen had ended and things could revert to how they were before she’d caught me.

“Daddy! Dinner time!” she called, which meant that I usually had a few minutes before I needed to stop work and go eat with the family. I shut down the things that I was working on and closed my laptop - it had been a busy few days and I was glad to be finally having an evening at home where I didn’t have to go back into my study and work.

As my wife took the plates from the kitchen into the dining room, I heard Chloe come into the room behind me and I turned to face her. She was wearing my favourite pretty pink tank top that showed off her perky teenage tits, a white flowing little skirt and knee socks. I don’t think I actually moaned out loud, but I’m pretty sure that I gasped as she walked over to me. Standing right in front of me, looking up at me, grinned and said “I’m wearing the tank top you like so much, Daddy.” I swallowed hard - clearly the idea that she had given up on her fantasy was blown all out of the water.

“Can you grab the veg and drinks for dinner, please?” my wife asked, oblivious to the rising tension between Chloe and me. She grabbed the plates from the side and walked back into the dining room.

“Touch me, Daddy,” Chloe murmured, pulling her top down so that one of her delicious teen tits fell out of it. It took an unbelievable amount of willpower for me to tell her to stop, but I pushed her gently away, put her top back in place and took the dishes of vegetables into the other room.

I could hear Chloe picking up the glasses in the kitchen as I sat down, and a couple of seconds later she brought them through. Leaning over my shoulder, she put my drink down in front of me, pressing against me as she did so. At the same time, she put her tiny little moist panties in my lap that she’d obviously only just taken off. Thankfully nobody noticed as I stuffed them into my other pocket as she grinned at me.

She skipped back to the kitchen and picked up drinks for the rest of the family, bringing them back through carefully not to spill anything. First, she put her mother’s glass of wine in front of here before moving round to her place. As she turned away, she grinned at me, knowing that I had to be getting hard again with her little show. As she round the table she accidentally knocked her knife on the floor, bending over to pick it up and flashing her bare cunt at me. She looked so perfect - her sweet little lips so tightly pressed together between her thighs, so tempting. I blushed as she slowly sat down opposite me, giving me a quick wink as she did so.

“Are you OK, Daddy?” she asked innocently. I coughed on my drink, “I’m fine thank you, button.” She smirked more and more at me, pulling her chair closer to mine as she sat down.

“How was your day, Chloe?” her mother asked, causing me to start and look in her direction. “Oh, it was OK, mum. A bit boring at school, and I got wet afterwards,” she innocently replied. “Of course, it was pouring earlier. Were you OK?” her mother asked, and Chloe looked at me and just said “oh yes, the rain. How was your day, mum?”

That at least gave me an excuse to phase out a little bit, as my wife shared with us the details of her stressful day, the things that she’d been working on and how busy she was. Meanwhile, my mind was on other things, as I pictured Chloe bending over in my mind, flashing her sweet little cunt at me. I was just about listening when I heard my wife say “So I think I might have a bath and an early night tonight,” so I could nod without saying anything.

I had too many things running (or playing) in my mind to be bothered by whatever everyone else was talking about, I just wanted to get through dinner and then go somewhere away from Chloe until she could calm down a little. It was only when I felt her foot touching my calf under the table and I jumped that I was aware that there was nobody talking and everyone was staring at me.

Chloe giggled, “You were miles away, Daddy! Where were you?” I stared and didn’t speak. “Anyway, I’ll ask you again, silly. Did you have a hard day at work?” I cleared my throat, and took her hand off my knee, placing it back on the table. “Oh, you know, the usual,” I stammered. “Busy time and a bit stressful, but I’m sure it will be fine” was the best I could manage as I felt Chloe’s foot rubbing against me. “Poor Daddy,” she sighed at me, grinning. “Maybe you need a good massage to help you relax more?” I blinked a few times before murmuring something about it might help and getting back to my food.

I tried to get her to stop just by staring, but there was nothing that I could do. Her soft little foot started creeping up my leg, stroking me, swirling little patterns on my leg. I felt myself get harder again, but there was nothing that I could do to stop her. Her foot kept its journey upwards until her toes were stroking me gently through my jeans as her eyes locked on mine.

“Right, guys - can you clear the table, please?” my wife asked, and I quickly took the chance to knock Chloe’s foot away from my crotch. After a brief murmur of dissention, Chloe picked up the dinner things to clear away and I headed into the lounge to get some space between us.

Sitting down with my wife after dinner, thinking about Chloe and what she wanted, focussing on her tiny little body so ripe and ready for me, I managed to focus enough to stick some old film on the TV and get comfortable. We cuddled up together and I kissed the top of her head, stroking her arm as she sighed contentedly. But my mind was nowhere near my wife, it was on Chloe again as I thought about what might happen if I caved in to her desires. As I thought about her more, I felt my cock twitch and start to get hard - something that was not unnoticed by my wife as she rested against me with her arm across me.

“Mmmmm,” she murmured contentedly, “someone’s thinking nice thoughts?” I almost blushed, but smiled at her as she snuggled next to me. “Of course,” I said. She yawned, “If I wasn’t so tired…” which made me smile a little less. Here I was, horny, thinking about sex and she was too tired to do anything about it. “It’s OK, honey,” I told her, “another time.” She smiled apologetically and told me that she had taken a sleeping tablet because she was too stressed and needed to go to bed. “I don’t think I’ll even have time for that bath. I’m going to go read for a bit and then go to sleep. You stay up for the film,” she told me, kissed me gently on the lips and slowly made her way to bed leaving me frustrated as I watched the film on my own.

I must have fallen asleep on the sofa watching the TV, because the next thing I knew, there was a fresh bowl of popcorn next to me and Chloe was standing there. “I brought you a treat, Daddy,” she grinned as she stood in front of me in her flimsy tank top and tight pyjama shorts, “Can I watch the film with you?” I gulped and shuffled slightly, making room for her to sit next to me. “Not like that, Daddy. This is a scary one - can I lie down in front of you, and you can make sure I’m comfy and not scared?”

And with that, she jumped onto the sofa and lay down on her side, leaving me with two choices. I could either let her put her head in my lap, or I could move so that I was behind her. Rock and a very hard place. In the end I chose the latter, and law down behind her with her in front. She wriggled a fair amount to get comfortable before taking my hand and draping it over her front, resting softly on her tummy. She seemed to take a long time to get settled, wriggling and pushing against me slightly, sighing as if she was uncomfortable before pulling away and then doing it again. “Button, stop wriggling. Get comfy and let’s watch the film,” I told her and she snuggled in tighter against me and stopped moving for a little bit.

All her fuss and wriggling was starting to get me harder again as I felt her soft little bottom pressing against me then moving away. When she stopped moving, part of me wanted her to continue grinding against me, but part of me was so relieved that she had given up with my hard cock resting against the crack of her tight bum. Then she leant forwards to grab the remote and adjust the volume level before moving back against me, wriggling all over again to get my cock resting in her crack. Her top had ridden up slightly so when I put my hand back in place, it was resting on her bare skin. She sighed softly.

As we watched the film gradually my cock would get softer, only for Chloe to move and start wriggling against me, pushing back, tempting me all over again - getting a handful of popcorn, having a drink, then wriggling back against me to get me hard against her. I knew that I should stop her, but I couldn’t help myself - the feel of her tight little teen body against me, the smell of her hair, the feel of her skin too much was just getting too much. After she had her next mouthful of popcorn, as she snuggled back into me, she put her hand on top of mine and gently pressed it into her tummy, moving my hand in circles. I know I should have stopped it there, but it was too tempting, and as I rubbed her soft skin, she murmured happily and pushed back against me. With her free hand, she moved her tiny little top to one side and guided my hand further up her body until I felt her stiff little nipple against my hand.

She moaned softly as I stroked her breast and nipple, my whole hand grabbing her gently then squeezing harder. She pushed against me harder and harder, my rock hard dick pressed into her bottom. I kissed the back of her neck gently, and she shuddered slightly at my touch, grinding her hot little arse against my cock as I pushed against her too. Her small hand reached round to touch me through my trousers, stroking me and trying to get inside them. I moved away and loosened them to make it easier for her to touch me, feeling the coolness of her smooth little hand against my warm skin. “I knew you would give in, Daddy. I knew you’d give me what I need.” Her hand moved up and down my dick, stroking me gently, squeezing me, letting go then holding me again.

I reached down between her legs and found her pyjamas snug against her pretty little smooth cunt, so warm and inviting, before I slid my hand inside them. Chloe opened her legs slightly and I reached down to feel her soft little cunt lips against my rough hands. I gently slid my middle finger along the wet little slit, listening to her moaning softly as I teased her wet cunt. I gradually moved my finger towards her dripping hole, slowly pushing my finger inside her tight cunt as I stroked her clit with my thumb. Chloe started to push back against my hand, humping me gently, sliding more and more of my finger inside her. As she slid my whole finger inside her tight cunt, I marvelled at how hot, wet and tight my little girl felt, picturing how wonderful her pussy would feel if I fucked her. Her cunt was humping against my hand, her arse rubbing against my cock, listening to her whimper and moan as I molested her little holes.

Her hand moved faster against my cock, feeling my precum leaking as she stroked me harder. “Mmmmm, Daddy,” she cooed, “are you going to put that cock in my little cunt? Are you going to be my first, Daddy?” I wanted her so badly, I wasn’t sure that I could resist her even if I wanted to. She moved away from me, sliding my finger out of her pussy, quickly turning round as I pulled my trousers down.

Chloe grinned like the cat that got the cream as she sat on her daddy’s lap. I moved my hips back and forth as she sat naked from the waist down in my lap, rubbing my cock across her wet labia. I put my hand back between her legs and pressed my thumb against her clit. “Daddy, it’s throbbing,” she mumbled as I smiled at her. I touched her clit over and over again as she pressed her cunt against me, riding me without taking my dick inside her. She rubbed herself against me harder and faster, whimpering, moaning. “Daddy, I love the feel of you against me,” she panted as she rode me harder and harder. Her cunt was getting wetter and wetter, and suddenly she arched her back, pushed hard against me, and opened her mouth in a soundless squeal as she came against me.

I marvelled at the sight of my little girl cumming and feeling her pussy drip against me. As she came down, I lifted her up slightly so that my raging cock was pressed right against her tiny, tight little fuckhole.

“Press down, button. It’s time,” I urged her. She smiled down at me, “Do you want to fuck your little girl, daddy? Do you really want to put that big thing in my tiny little virgin hole?”

I nodded, “Chloe, we shouldn’t. I know we shouldn’t. But I want to feel you. I need to feel your cunt around my cock. Now press down and let Daddy fuck you.”

She smiled at me, a big, wide grin, and started to push down a tiny bit. I looked at her cunt, watching her lips spreading slowly as my cock pressed against her drippy hole.

“No, Daddy,” she grinned as my eyes widened. “Not like this, Daddy, take me in your bed and fuck me properly. Not here. Not on the sofa.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I was so ready to force myself on her, to feel her pussy opening for me for the first time she had sex. What did she mean? What did she really want?

“I’m going to bed, Daddy. Should I get in yours instead?” she grinned as she climbed off me, pulled up her pyjamas and started towards the stairs. I looked down, my cock wet from my precum and her juices. I couldn’t believe what was happening. Just as I was about to give Chloe what I thought she wanted, she was saying no. With my wife in bed, there was no way she could get into mine, what was she thinking?

She smiled at me from the bottom of the stairs. “Goodnight, Daddy. You have sweet dreams.”

[meantolittlegirls]

Chloe and Daddy Part 2

(You can find part one here)

“Daaaddddyyyy,” I heard Chloe whine as I started to wake up. I blearily looked towards my bedroom door.

It was a few days later, and she hadn’t hinted or said anything too obvious to me since then - it was almost as if it was all a very vivid, very pleasant dream. I blinked a few times, focussing on her as she leaned against the door frame.

She was wearing the pretty pink tank top that she’d been wearing in “that photo”, a white flowing little skirt and knee socks. My eyes widened, and I rubbed the sleep from them. “What’s up, baby?” I asked her, trying to keep things light despite the fact that my cock was already growing harder as I looked at her.

“I think we need to talk, Daddy,” she smiled, starting to walk towards me. I shuffled slightly in the bed and she started to smirk.

“Um… talk about what, Chloe?” I asked, hoping that the conversation wasn’t going to pick up from where we’d left it before.

She pouted slightly, her head tilting to one side, her eyes wide and locked on mine. She twirled a finger through her hair slowly and said, “you know what I want, Daddy.”

“No, Chloe. No, I really don’t know what you are up to and what you want,” I told her as sternly as I could muster.

“Daddy,” she sighed, “I want the same thing that you do.” She twirled her blonde hair more in her fingers from one hand as she pressed the flimsy fabric of her skirt against her cunt with the other.

“You need to leave. Now,” I ordered her - this had gone far enough, there was no way I could let it go any further. My eyes were glued to her hand as she started to rub her tiny little cunt through her skirt, as I imagined just how it must feel to be inside her virgin pussy.

I swallowed as I stared at her more. “Where’s mum this morning?” I asked her, and she grinned widely. “Gone out, Daddy. She won’t be back for hours yet. Nobody’s home but us!”

She moved closer to the bed, watching me closely the whole time, as all sorts of thoughts flooded my brain. We were alone. Anything could happen. There would be nobody to find out. She’s my daughter. But we’re alone. She wants this. SHE’S MY DAUGHTER.

Chloe dropped to her knees and started to crawl towards the king size bed that I normally shared with her mother. “Please, Daddy,” she purred, “it’ll be our secret.”

I was powerless to stop her, no matter how much I wanted to. She reached the bed and climbed on top of it, her tiny little body so close to mine now. She knelt up right in front of me. Her nipples were sticking through the flimsy tank top and her cunt was so close to me.

She pouted. “Daddy, don’t you want me?” as she slowly raised her skirt to show off her beautiful pink cunt to me. “Don’t you want to touch this, Daddy? I’m soooo wet right now, and I need you to help me, Daddy.”

“Stop!” I told her more forcefully than before, “I’ve told you, this is enough. We can’t. Now stop it right now, young lady, and go to your room.”

She giggled at me. “Daddy! Am I being a bad girl? Maybe you need to punish your little girl like she deserves then.” She reached between her legs and started to rub her clit, moaning softly in my face as she did so. I shook my head at her, before adjusting my cock under the covers as she smiled down at me.

“NO. This cannot happen. You’re my daughter. This WILL not happen, Chloe. It stops now!” I told her as I sat up in bed and started to move towards getting out of there. She put her little hands on my chest, pushing me slowly back onto the mattress and said simply, “I’m yours, Daddy. Your little girl. You should be able to do whatever you want, Daddy. If you want to fuck me then you should be able to, Daddy.”

She put one hand back to her sweet little cunt and started to rub her clit more and more. “I know you want to, Daddy. So what’s stopping you?” she asked as she leant back slightly and slid a finger inside herself.

“Chloe,” I sighed, “fantasy is one thing, but reality is something that’s completely different, button.”

She grinned triumphantly at me. “So you admit you want to, Daddy?”

“Any man is bound to think it, sweetie. Looking at you in your tiny little outfits, any man would think about fucking you. But you’re my daughter so this isn’t going to happen. Now please, I need to shower and get dressed so go find something to do.”

I lay back on my back, hoping that the message would finally sink in - as much as I might have fantasised about her, that was all it could ever be. She slowly took her finger out of her wet cunt, looking slightly sad at the same time. She shuffled over, before suddenly climbing on top of me, the thin duvet all that separated us. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” she murmured softly.

I tried to push her away, grabbing her by the hips, but she just moved further and further towards me, grinding her wet cunt against the duvet. “Daddy, we can just pretend,” she smiled, “we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”

She lifted her tight tank top up, exposing her firm, full breasts to me as I just stared at her. “Are my tits nice, Daddy? Do you like them?” she asked in a sweet little voice of innocence as she rocked her hips against me more and more, “You should touch them, Daddy, just to see what they feel like.”

I lay there motionless as she began to unbutton my shirt, rocking and grinding her cunt against me harder and harder. “Please, Chloe, you need to stop,” I protested, but the situation was way out of my control now. She pushed forward, pressing herself against my chest as she worked her tiny little cunt against me over and over. I could feel a range of emotions flooding through me, so close to losing control as I felt her teen tits pressing against my skin, rubbing against my chest as she gyrated on top of me. I grabbed her hips a second time and pushed her back.

“Chloe…”

“Daddy,” she moaned softly, a sound that made me want to throw the duvet to one side and fuck her throbbing virgin cunt right there and then. She whimpered and moaned more as she circled her hips on my lap. “Daddy, I’m so horny,” she started to whine, “Pleeeease fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my wet little cunt, Daddy.”

My grip tightened on her hips as I finally started to thrust back at her. She was there, so close to me, so wet, so inviting, so desperate for me to fuck her. Ready to lose her virginity to me in the bed that belonged to my wife and I, her wet little cunt so hot as she humped against me, moaning softly as she did so.

“Give me that cock, Daddy,” she panted. I stared at her perfect tits bouncing as she leaned back, her hair cascading behind her, jolting with every thrust.

“Fuck your little one, Daddy,” she groaned, and I couldn’t help myself.

It was all too much. My perfect little girl, begging to be used and fucked. Telling me how much she wanted my cock in her tiny virgin cunt. My sweet little innocent girl, pleading for me to fuck her. My naughty little girl who wanted to be fucked so desperately as she bounced on my lap, wanting cock just like all the girls in the videos that I’d watched. Daddy’s little princess pleading for cum.

And as she kept begging and grinding against me, I felt what was going to happen all too quickly.

I groaned as I came, my thrusts stopping, head back on my pillow, trying to catch my breath. “Fuck, Chloe,” was all I could just about breathe.

Chloe slowed her grinding, leant forwards and kissed my chest and worked her way up my neck to my mouth. She looked a little disappointed that she hadn’t got what she wanted, but she smiled as she took my hands and slid them onto her perfect arse as she kissed my face.

“I’m going to my bedroom now, Daddy,” she whispered in my ear, “and I’m going to finger my tight, wet, teenie little cunt for you. Just to get myself ready for the next time.”

I moved my hands back to her wrists, pushing her away more forcefully than before. “No, Chloe. There’s not going to be a next time. This was a mistake. We can’t do this - this was a one-off.”

She shook her head at me as if I was saying something stupid that she couldn’t understand. Standing up, she smoothed her skirt back down, standing in front of me with her top still rolled up and her beautiful tits sticking out. She grinned at me. “Have a nice long look, Daddy, so you can think about me next time you’re watching your special films.”

I lay there stunned, replaying what had just happened in my mind. She had left a wet patch on the duvet cover where she had been grinding. There was a bigger wet patch inside as well - I’d have to get that in the wash before my wife came home. Could this be just a one-off? Was that the last time that Chloe would try something like that? Had I wasted my one opportunity to cum next to her rather than in her tiny little wet forbidden hole?

I guess maybe I’d find out soon enough…

[meantolittlegirls]

Chloe and Daddy

(I re-read this after I’d finished part six the other night and it had too much from Chloe’s perspective that didn’t fit well with the rest of the story as I took her down a very different path. So this is the new, re-written, edited version. Enjoy!

The other published parts of the story so far are: part two, part three, part four)

I’ll always remember exactly how it started. How things went from “normal” to the wonderful place I find myself today. How my relationship with Chloe changed forever. And it all began one evening when I got caught.

I didn’t know that she was even home, but she’d come in early because it was raining. She must have seen my wife in the kitchen and just wandered past my office where I was meant to be working. Of course, by that time of day I was bored with work and so I’d moved onto watching porn instead of working (you know that’s what we mean when we say we’re “working from home”, don’t you?).

I wasn’t even aware that she was home, engrossed as I was in the video that I was watching. Stroking my hard cock at my desk, watching the little girl on the screen bouncing on her “daddy’s” lap, squealing loudly as she got fucked harder and harder. Chloe told me later how she’d stopped and peered through the gap in the doorway. How she’d seen me standing, watching porn, stroking myself. How she’d listened wide-eyed at the squeals that the girl was making and the things she was saying to her “daddy” on screen.

Maybe if I’d realised that I was being watched, none of this would ever have happened, but clearly I didn’t. As I rubbed my cock faster and faster to the scene in front of me, I murmured to myself as I usually did. “Take Daddy’s cum, Chloe. That’s my good girl,” I grunted as spurt after spurt shot from my cock onto the desk in front of me. After a few moments to calm down, I sighed and started to clean up. I crumpled up the piece of paper from my desk and threw it in the bin, switched off the monitor and headed towards the kitchen to see what was for dinner.

My cock was still semi-hard as I walked into the kitchen and smelled the food that my wife was working hard cooking. I stood close behind her, pressing gently against her as I kissed the top of her head. “That smells great,” I lied, “have I got long before we eat?” My wife wriggled her bum back against me, giggling slightly at her naughtiness, and said “Not long. Can you give Chloe a shout - I told her to get changed because she got caught in the rain.”

“Sure,” I smiled, as my mind immediately thought about how Chloe was getting undressed upstairs and then dressed again. Rather than just give her a shout, I’d better check that she’s OK, I thought as I headed upstairs.

Without really thinking about it, I knocked on her door and walked in right away without waiting for her to invite me in. “Mum says to h…” I stopped abruptly while she just stood there speechless at the sight of her unclasping her bra in front of me. “Chloe, I’m sorry. Your door was just open a bit so I thought…. Umm… Dinner’s nearly ready,” I stammered and started to walk away.

“Daddy?” Chloe said. I stopped moving - she never called me that. Not in a long time, anyway. “Yes?”

She smiled slightly at me. “Can you come in for a minute? I’ve got a question for you” I subtly tried to adjust myself as I looked back at her, “Put some clothes on then, button”.

She grabbed her dressing gown and put it on, bending over to pick it up first from the floor. I stared at her little panties as they peeked out from between her legs as she grabbed it. She took my hand and led me over to the bed, making me sit down in front of her. I swallowed. “Wh..what’s your question?”

“Daddy…"she breathed. "What happened to just plain old ‘dad’?” I asked her. She grinned at me and shrugged slightly, “I just fancied something…different”

Chloe leaned towards me, standing there her dressing gown opening slightly. Our eyes locked. She grinned at me sweetly. “Daddy…I know.”

I was confused. What was she talking about? “What do you know?” I asked her, as she sat next to me. She stroked the back of my hand gently with her little smooth one, and rested her chin against my shoulder. Her warm breath against my ear, she sighed gently and whispered “I know, Daddy”. I felt myself get harder as she said it, but tried to resist. I pushed her hand away and pushed her back slightly. I jumped up - surely I was misreading the situation, there was no way that she could be saying what I thought she was saying. “Chloe, stop it. What do you know?” I demanded.

She stood up as well, standing in front of me, and as she did so her dressing gown opened even further. “I heard you, Daddy. I heard you moaning my name when you came earlier. I watched you cum, Daddy,” she whispered as I stared at her.

This was wrong, the only thing I could try to do was to deny it. I sat down quickly. “You can’t have heard anything, Chloe. You don’t know what you thought you heard, but whatever it was it wasn’t that.” I stammered as I stared at her. Her nipples were poking through her thin bra, and as I stared at the matching sheer panties I couldn’t see any trace of hair at all. She really was just like the video I’d watched earlier. “Cover yourself up, button,” I told her and she shrugged. Her dressing gown fell off her shoulders onto the floor. “Daddy, I know that you want to fuck me,” her sweet little voice cooed, “why don’t you just admit it?”

“Chloe…ple…"I started, but she put her finger to my lips.

"Daaaadddyyy,” she sighed, “It’s OK. I saw you. I know what you did. I watched you give me a cum tribute.”

I was shocked. “A what?”

“That’s what it’s called, Daddy, when a man shoots his load on a picture of a girl. That’s what you were doing earlier, I saw you. I took the paper from the bin, Daddy. Did you take that picture from my Insta?”

I couldn’t reply. I blushed (how I managed to have that much blood going round my body, I don’t know). She’d seen me playing with myself, and not only that she’d seen the picture that I was wanking to - the one of her in her flimsy little pink tank top that she’d shared that week. Busted. What could I possibly say? I tried to stand up, but she took my hand in hers.

“Touch me, Daddy” she smiled. “Chloe, no…” I tried to resist, this wasn’t right. “Pleeeeease, Daddy,” she stepped closer to me, standing right between my legs at the edge of the bed. Her fingers were in my hair, gently caressing me. “Touch me here, Daddy,” she purred as she slipped her fingers over her panties. “Don’t you want to touch your little girl, Daddy?” she pouted. “We can’t, sweetie,” I tried to reason with her.

She shrugged and pouted more. “OK, daddy. But will you help me with something before dinner?”

“Of course, what is it?” I promised. Chloe turned around quickly wiggled her cute little bum and sat down on my lap. “Help me take my bra off, Daddy?”

“Chloe, no!” I pleaded with her as she wriggled more and more against me. My cock was raging and it took so much willpower not to pull her panties off and fuck her right there and then, but I knew I couldn’t. “Daddddyyyyyy,” she moaned softly as she rolled her hips as she rubbed her arse harder against me.

I groaned as she rubbed more and more against me, and my hands grabbed her hips. I started to move against her as she dry humped me, rocking faster and making little noises herself. “You want to fuck me, don’t you Daddy? You want to stretch your little girl, don’t you? Tell me that you want to be the one to take my virginity, Daddy. You want to pop your little girl’s cherry, don’t you?”

“Dinner!” my wife shouted from downstairs, and her little spell was broken. “Be right down!” I shouted back as I pushed Chloe off me. She lay there on the bed staring at me, biting her lip slightly looking all cute and innocent. “Get dressed,” I whispered to her. She just pouted at me. “I need Daddy’s help. Help me get undressed, Daddy, pleeeaase?”

“Stop it,” I insisted, “we need to go downstairs.” She just lay there looking at me, “I’m not leaving my room until my Daddy undresses me.” I laughed at her, “Fine.”

She grinned and sat up, bouncing on the bed on her knees with her back to me. I quickly brushed her long hair to one side and undid her bra. “Done,” I told her, “now get downstairs for dinner quickly.” I started to walk towards the door.

“Dadddyyyyy - you forgot to take my panties off,” she giggled playfully. I turned to face her and froze. She was bouncing on the bed again, her perky teen tits bouncing up and down as she moved. She pointed at the flimsy little panties she had on and smiled, “Daddy, take them off please.” I could only stare, my eyes flicking from tits to her pussy and back as I walked slowly towards her. She lay back on the bed as I held her legs in the air, stroking her calves, then lifting her bottom off the bed, stroking it, touching her gently as she grinned at me.

“Take my panties off, Daddy…” she murmured quietly as she leaned towards me. “I want you to see how wet your little girl is now.”

“NO. We have to stop. Get dressed and come downstairs,” I demanded before I left the room. It had got too close for comfort - we had to stop, this couldn’t happen.

How little did I know at that point. I had no idea that Chloe had set her mind on getting what she wanted. She was determined to give me what I didn’t even know that I wanted from her. She was going to give me her tiny little teen pussy to use, and if Daddy really wanted to make her pregnant then she was sure that she knew just how to get me exactly where she wanted me.

[millk-tastic]

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[sunnydaysie-deactivated20160803]

She’s like 13 and she can move her hips like that?! She’s gonna have a bright future