My wife and I are a successful married couple in our mid-thirties, and we both have good paying jobs that we like. We have one very pretty daughter, age 9, who is as full of energy and vitality as she is beauty. She has a pixie like face, sort of like her mother, with a pert nose, flashing green eyes, and plush, thick blond hair that she often likes to wear in a ponytail. She is rather outgoing and has been curious about sex since the age of three when my wife, with my approval, introduced her to vibrators and dildos. Our luscious little girl took to the sex toys with enthusiasm.

At the age of 5, after my wife Donna let her parents watch our fair haired daughter masturbate herself with her favourite dildo, my father-in-law Jack, horny lecher that he is, pulled out his eight inch cock and made little Becky jack him off in full view of my wife, his wife, and myself. Becky did a good job of it too, using both her small hands to pump her granddad's prick until it erupted with gobs of cum, which splattered all over Becky's sweet nude body, especially her face. She squealed with delight at watching the load of baby juice flow from the old man's tool and when he commenced to gather it up from her and feed it to her to devour she again shrieked joyfully. There was no doubt our little girl liked the taste of cum and she received ample doses of it after that, almost every time Donna's horny father came to visit us, which was frequently, or whenever we had occasion to visit him. Jack's wife Connie didn't seem to object. On the contrary, she often fingered her pussy openly as she watched her white haired husband get his cock stroked by our Becky.

My wife and I took to masturbating too, usually doing each other, as time progressed, while we viewed our precocious only child jacking off her grandfather. It was just a matter of time before Jack got around to sticking his hard fuck pole in Becky's small mouth. She was just 7 when she gave him her first blow job and that was truly a sight to behold. Both my wife and I came at almost the same time, and just prior to my father-in-law exporting his load of cum juice down young Becky's throat. She wasn't able to swallow it all that first time but soon after she got past the gagging and coughing and was able to take Jack's loads fairly well. She had a thing about French kissing ME after blowing her granddad, which was kind of sexy, my wife and mother- in-law thought.

"She wants her daddy to taste some of her grandpa's cum too," my perverted mother-in-law announced the second time Becky French kissed me after sucking off my father-in-law. "Isn't that sweet?" she added, with a lecherous smile. My wife of course agreed.

"Can you taste Dad's cum, honey?" my wife always asked, and I saw no way to deny that I indeed could. The old man seemed to like the idea of me sampling a bit of his spunk too from my daughter's mouth.

I nodded, somewhat embarrassed, that I could taste of Jack's cum when Becky kissed me after each blow job. My wife, her mother, and Jack too, all laughed.

"Do you like it, dear?" my wife went on.

"It's .. it's okay," I mumbled, not wanting any of them to know that I had actually enjoyed it much more than just on an "okay" level. I had sucked a few cocks in the military and discovered I enjoyed the taste of male cum juice but I didn't want my wife or in-laws to think I was a fag.

"Daddy ,maybe one time you could let Tom suck your cock and cum in HIS mouth. I'd like to see that and I'll bet Becky and Mom would too, right?" my wife said to her father. Jack grinned widely.

"Sure, honey," Jack replied. "I could do that. That is, if Tom wants to suck my cock and get a REAL dose of my cum first hand. How about it, Tom? Would you like that, son?"

"I -- I guess it would be okay," I muttered softly, flushing beet red as I said it. Everyone laughed, including little Becky.

"Wow, daddy," Becky said with delight, "I can't wait to see YOU suck grandpa's cock. I'll even hold it for you, 'kay?" My in-laws and wife laughed loudly at her remark.

Jack began finger fucking Becky when she was close to her ninth birthday but said he wouldn't fuck her until he felt she was ready. He claimed he might "damage" her with his thick prick. He did continue of course to get all the blow jobs he could from her and even a few from me, much to my shame and embarrassment at having to get on my knees naked (that is how Jack said he wanted me to be) and sucking my wife's father's prick while my wife, my mother-in-law and my own preteen daughter looked on with glee and lust and cheered Jack on to fuck my face faster or harder, etc. They REALLY liked it when Jack blew his load all over my face and then had my wife feed it to me with her fingers. I always felt horny afterwards and they all laughed again when they saw how hard my cock was, which was TRULY embarrassing to me. Jack usually then made me jerk off in front of them all until I came in a cup my wife or Becky would hold and then I was instructed always by Jack to drink it down like a "good son-in-law." Devouring my own cum was even more humiliating for me than drinking Jack's.

Right after Becky's ninth birthday was when Jack began bringing over other men to molest our daughter. From time to time he would show up at our house when a buddy or two, and not always the same men, and make me and Donna watch as our pretty little girl either jacked the men off or sucked their cocks while old Jack finger fucked her hairless preteen cunt. Becky also French kissed me after these sessions too and I was embarrassed and humiliated beyond belief having these guys in their 50's see me tasting their cum from my sexy little daughter's mouth. They too laughed at my disgrace.

I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised when I came home from work one spring afternoon to learn from my wife that a Mr. Dave Willis, a sixth grade teacher from Becky's school, had called Becky on the telephone and asked her out on a date. My wife said she told Becky she could go if she wanted to and Becky very much wanted to.

"How .. how old is this guy?" I inquired of Donna.

"Twenty-eight" my wife informed me as she fixed a salad in our kitchen.

"Twenty-eight?" I replied with awe. "He's twenty-eight and he wants to go out on a date with a NINE year old?"

"Uh-huh," Donna responded, nonchalantly, as if this sort of thing was quite normal and common. "He's not Becky's teacher. He's a sixth grade teacher, as I've said, but he has seen Becky at school and thinks she is very pretty, and he'd like to go out with her. We had quite a long telephone discussion, Tom, and he told me that he likes younger girls, especially those Becky's age, and that he'd very much like to go out with her. He's single and unattached, so I don't see why she shouldn't go. And she WANTS to go out with him. She says he's "cute' and "sexy" and she is fired up that he wants to take her on a date, so don't be such a prude, dear, okay?"

"Well, ... uh, I suppose it would be all right," I mumbled. "Just where does he want to take her? What kind of a date would it be?"

"He mentioned something about a Disney movie that is playing at the mall that he would enjoy seeing with Becky, and then he said he would probably take her back to his place and cook her a nice dinner. I don't see anything wrong with that, do you?"

"Well, .. no, I guess not," I gave in. And so the following Friday evening at six o'clock Dave Willis showed up at our door. He WAS a nice looking guy, and looked even a bit younger than his 28 years. He was clad in a sport shirt, Levi's and tennis shoes, and his manners were flawless. He and Donna hit it off keenly. He was almost six feet in height, trim (I could tell he worked out a lot) and had sandy brown hair, cut neatly, and piercing blue-grey eyes and a brilliant captivating smile. I took a glance at his crotch in the tight Levi's when he wasn't looking my way and it seemed to me that Dave Willis was either very well hung or he had a sock rolled up in his shorts.

A minute or so after he arrived Becky came bouncing down the stairs dressed in a very short wrap around blue miniskirt that my wife had just recently bought her, a tight white sequined boob top with the face of a teddy bear on its front, and white socks and patent leather black Mary Jane shoes. Her hair was in a pony tail style as usual.

"Hi, Mr. Willis," she beamed, smiling brightly.

"Hi, Becky," he smiled back. "And it's Dave from now on, okay?"

"Okay, Dave," she smiled again.

"My, don't you look pretty," he told her. "I'll bet I'll be the envy of every guy at the movie tonight."

Becky laughed nervously, but I could tell she was extremely flattered by the young man's remark.

"Well, you two better get going," my wife interjected, "or you'll miss the start of the film."

Dave looked at his watch, then said "yes, I guess we should be on our way. I'll try and have her home early," he said to my wife.

"Don't worry about that," my wife informed him," you two have a good time now."

Then Becky kissed both my wife and me on the cheek and went out the door with Dave, holding his hand as they departed.

It was ten minutes before midnight when we heard a car pull up in our driveway. Donna and I were watching an old movie on television at the time, with me stealing nervous glances at the clock on our fireplace mantle every few minutes. We heard a car door shut and then heard the car drive away. Becky entered the front door shortly afterwards. She was quite unkempt in appearance, her hair especially, but she was smiling expansively.

"Dave fucked me," she announced proudly, three seconds after closing the door. "He popped my cherry. That's what he called it," she told us, still smiling. I was struggling for words but my wife wasn't.

"Well, well, well," my wife said. "Come over here and tell us all about it, sweetheart."

Becky couldn't wait to give us the details of her first date. Yes, they had gone to the movies, and yes, they had gotten there on time, and yes, it was a good movie. And then she went on to explain that Dave had played with her cunny, sliding his hand up her dress and inside the web of her cute little panties, in the darkness of the theatre, fingering her "real good" she told us, throughout the movie. Afterwards, they had gone to Dave's apartment and he made hamburgers and French fries, which they ate in the kitchen, sipping cokes as they ate, until Dave took her hand and led her to his bedroom where he told her he really liked her and wanted her to take off her clothes so he could see how pretty she looked in her" birthday suit". She said she did as he told her, and said Dave then undressed too and commenced to tell us about what "a nice big cock" he has.

"It's the biggest one I've ever seen, Mommy," she blurted out.

"Mmm," my wife sighed, becoming turned on, just as I myself was, at the thought of our sexy young daughter and Dave being naked together. "Do you know just HOW big it is, sweetie?" my wife asked Becky.

"No, Mommy," she said. "But it's bigger than Grandpa's and all of his friends."

"Mmm," my wife sighed again. "So then what happened, honey pie?"

"Well, Dave told me to lie down on his bed and then he laid down too, right next to me, and began feeling me up everywhere. He played a lot with my cunny and kissed me lots too. He kisses real nice too, Mommy, way better than Daddy and Grandpa. Then he licked me all over with his tongue, even down around my cunny, which made me twitch and feel tingly all over. Then he asked me if I had ever sucked a cock before and I told him I had and so he told me to suck HIS and I did. And he liked it a lot too because he was moaning and making all kinds of silly noises while I was sucking it."

"Did... did he say anything, pumpkin, while you were sucking his big cock?" I said hoarsely, my prick now swelling inside my pants and pressing for relief.

"Oh yes, Daddy," Becky exclaimed. "He called me lots of dirty names while I was sucking his thing."

"Cock, Becky," my wife corrected her. "It's his COCK, not his THING, sweetie."

"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry," Becky apologized. "Well, anyway, he called me a whore and a cock slut and a dirty little cunt while I sucked him, and he said I had better swallow every drop of his fuck seed - that's what he calls his cum - or he would have to spank me real hard, which he did later on 'cause some of his cum got away and ran down my chin. I couldn't help it 'cause there was so much of it ,so I couldn't swallow it ALL, see? Well, Dave didn't like that, I don't think, 'cause right after he took his cock out of my mouth he told me to get across his lap for a spanking. Then he spanked me real hard and I even cried a little, which I think he liked, 'cause he was moaning and having a real hard time breathing it seemed when I cried, and I could feel his thing, .. uh, I mean his cock press even harder against my belly when I was crying, so I think he liked that."

"Yes, I suppose he did," my wife panted. Her left hand had now slipped up her skirt and she began rubbing her pussy through her panties as Becky continued her tale of the evening's activities.

"A lot of men like hurting little girls, sweetie, and your father and I have no objections to what Mr. Willis did to you, do we, dear?" She looked over at me. I couldn't take it any longer and had to pull out my prick and stroke it.

"No .. no, of course not," I replied, almost breathlessly. "He had every right to spank you, pumpkin, because you didn't swallow all of his cum like he told you to, isn't that so?"

"I guess so," Becky said. "I'll do better next time. I really will."

"Oh, does Mr. Willis want to have another date with you? I asked hopefully.

"Uh-huh," she smiled. "He said he wants to take me to a party tomorrow night. He said two of his friends would be there and he wants THEM to fuck me too, Daddy. He said his one friend has some kind of a new camera and Dave says I could be in a movie with them and that you and Mommy can come too and watch if you want to. He says he will call you on the phone tomorrow and tell you all about it, okay? Can I go, please? Can I?"

"Well, I don't see why not, sugar," I panted, almost shooting my load then and there. I had to stop pumping my prick or I was going to go off. I heard Donna groan and whimper and knew she already had had an orgasm. "I think it would be nice, and very special too, for Mommy and me to watch you get that cute cunny of yours fucked real good by Mr. Willis and his two friends. Did he say if you were going to be spanked again too, honey?" I asked anxiously.

"Uhm, I think so, Daddy," she replied. "Dave said his friends like to really hurt little girls a lot, so I guess they will spank me too."

"Or worse," I groaned, picturing all sorts of exciting tortures these guys would probably inflict on our sweet little slut daughter. I almost shot off once more.

"Why don't you lift your skirt and show us your cunny and ass now, pumpkin?" I urged. "Let Mommy and me see how they look now after you've been fucked and spanked so good."

"Okay, daddy," the little minx replied eagerly, and lifted up her short skirt to her waist. She wasn't wearing her panties.

"What .. what happened to your panties, Becky?" I asked.

"Oh, Dave kept them, Daddy," she giggled. "He said he likes to keep the panties of the little girls he fucks. He says they are his, uh, .. his .."

"Souvenirs?" I interrupted.

"Um, no .. he called it his .. uh, trops .. uh, no, that's not right."

"Trophies?" I asked.

"Yes, that's what he said, daddy. Trophies," she squealed.

"Mm, well, I can understand him doing THAT," I replied as I stroked a bit more on my cock, pushing my pants and shorts downwards now. My wife was heaving loudly now and on the verge of cumming again, I could tell. The thought of Dave Willis keeping our daughter's cute panties as his personal trophy had turned both Donna and me on greatly. I hoped more men would be doing that very thing in the future, and soon!

I had Becky come closer so I could inspect her well fucked little cunt and her cute ass too. Her cunt was red and when I slipped a finger up in it I got some of Dave's spent fuck seed for my effort. I tasted it and licked my finger, then went back to Becky's exposed little pee hole for more.

"Does you like how it tastes daddy?" Becky wanted to know.

"Yes, I do, sweetie," I replied honestly. "Very much so."

My wife decided she wanted a sample, so I fed her some too from my finger. She sighed heavily and fingered herself even faster.

"Turn around now, Becky, and let us see your ass," I said. She twirled around gracefully and showed us her spanked, red ass cheeks. Dave must have indeed given her a SOUND whacking because her sexy bottom was beet red and bruised. Both Donna and I moaned lustfully upon viewing our little girl's abused behind.

"Does it still hurt, honey? I asked her, hoping it did.

"Uh-huh," she muttered.

"Well, it's supposed to," I informed her. "It will remind you to swallow ALL of the cum next time, won't it?"

"Yes, daddy," she sputtered.

"Mommy will put some cream on it before we all go to bed so it will be all better tomorrow. How's that?" I said.

"Thank you, daddy," she said.

Donna and I both noticed a few stains of now dried blood on and around Becky's cunt so we knew Dave must have had a hard time popping our daughter's cherry. When asked about it Becky verified that was indeed the case and said it took Dave "a long time" to get his cock inside her. She said she cried at first and it hurt "awful bad" at the beginning but that it got "nicer" by the time he was done. She said she didn't know just how long he fucked her but that it seemed "a real long time" and that she felt "all funny inside" when he came in her little honey pot. She told us there was "lots of blood too" but that Dave explained to her that was how it was supposed to be the first time.

I fingered her little cunt some more, getting as much of Dave's left over cum as I could, licked it off my fingers, and then shot off my load all over the rug. Donna orgasmed one more time too before taking Becky into the bathroom to clean her up. Then we all went to bed.

Dave telephoned about noon the next day and I answered the call. After a couple of minutes of small talk, he inquired as to whether Becky had told us about their date. I told him she had. He wanted to know if Donna and I were upset about his fucking her and spanking her.

"Not at all, Dave," I told him truthfully. "Quite honestly, my wife and I both got extremely aroused by the details that Becky related to us last night when she arrived home."

"Well, that's a welcome relief," he responded. "I kind of thought you and Donna might react that way and I'm certainly delighted that you have. You know, Tom, your little Becky is quite a fine piece of ass and I would very much like to continue dating her and using her sexually too of course. That is if you and Donna have no objections."

"We don't, Dave. None at all. Tell me, were you able to get ALL of your cock into her? Becky tells us you have a pretty big one, so naturally my wife and I wondered if you were able to get all of it in her."

"Yes, believe it or not," he laughed slightly. "I've got almost ten inches, Tom, and it's pretty thick too, but that little whore of yours was able to take it all. I was in her little twat clear to my balls, and I loved it. Have YOU ever considered fucking her. may I ask?"

"No, my wife doesn't want me to," I informed him. "She won't even let Becky blow me or jerk me off. Donna says it's much sexier for me to not be allowed any sex other than French kissing Becky after she has sucked off her grandfather or another man, but Donna does let me finger Becky's pussy sometimes and she lets me eat her cunny too ,but only when it has cum in it from another guy."

"I see," Dave said. "Well, I can sort of understand that and I think I'm inclined to agree with your lovely wife that you should be refrained from having any REAL sex with your daughter and only allowed to watch other men do her, and of course lick their sperm from her afterwards and get some sperm too by French kissing her. Sounds to me like that should be more than enough for you, Tom, don't you agree?"

"I do," I replied with a passive voice. Dave chuckled knowingly. I was sure he already figured out what a weak and wimpy guy I was.

"Did Becky tell you about the little party tonight? he asked.

"Yes, she did," I said. "And she is looking forward to it. I just hope her ass heals in time. You must have really given her one hell of a spanking, hm?"

"Oh, yeah, I did," he said with a loud laugh. "But she had it coming, you know. She let some of my cum run down her chin. Did she admit to that?"

"Yes," I said. "And you did the right thing. She needs to learn to please men better, I think. Are you, or your friends, going to spank her some more tonight?"

"Probably," he admitted. "She may even get whipped and tortured a bit too. My one friend - Carl - a junior high teacher, really is into whipping and torturing kids Becky's age and younger. You don't have any problem with that, do you?"

"No, not at all," I moaned, and unzipped my pants and extracted my throbbing cock and began caressing it as the conversation went on.

"Good," Dave Willis said sternly. "You know, Tom, from the sound of your voice now and the groaning I hear ,I have a strong hunch you will enjoy seeing what we do to that little slut cunt daughter of yours tonight. Am I right?"

"Yes," I confessed with a loud moan. "I'm sure I will. I hope you and your buddies do her up good. Whip and torture the little baby bitch slut. Fuck her cunt off. Screw her up her virgin asshole. Piss and shit on her if you like. Christ, I'll even hold her down for you and so will my wife. Knock her up if you can, okay?" I was ready to shoot off.

"That's what I like to hear from a father," he chuckled with assurance. "Say, knocking her up is a great idea, Tom. Thanks for the suggestion. I like it. I'd love to see the little whore with her belly swollen and I'll bet that would humiliate the hell out of you and Donna, huh?"

"Of course it would," I agreed, my cum now spurting out in heavy jets all over the kitchen floor. "Do it. Put your baby making juice in the little bitch and knock her up!"

He laughed some more. "Well, I'm sure going to TRY, I promise you that," he said. "I've already knocked up my older sister's kid, but she's ten. She is due any day now, by the way."

"Does your sister know it's YOUR baby inside her daughter?" I asked.

"Oh , sure," he replied. "Her husband knows too. They are both excited about it . Humiliated of course, but excited none the less."

A few moments later we said our good-byes and I was informed of the address that my wife and I would be bringing Becky to at seven o'clock that evening. I then hung up and moped up my cum from the floor. Then went upstairs to tell my wife about the phone conversation I had just had with Dave Willis.