I always knew I was a Pedophile, but I suppressed my feeling for little girls because I wanted to be a Dad to my little girl. I was able to avoid any uncontrollable feeling with my daughter, but her friends were really making me hot. My life was about to change for the better (or worse depending on your point of view).

My wife and daughter were going to the mall to pick out some new cloths for my "growing like a weed" 6 year old girl. They would be gone all day. A Saturday...Big Ten Football...and the house to myself.

I had just sat down to watch the University of Michigan throw away another easy game when I heard a little knock at my door. I got up to answer and when I opened the door I had to look downward to see who it was. "Betsy", I said, recognizing her from school. "How are you doing today, Jenny just left with her mom". Just then I noticed that Betsy's mom was waving to me as she backed out the driveway and was gone in a flash. "Ah Shit", I said to myself. I had just remembered that I told her to come over today to play with Jenny, not knowing that my wife had other plans. Now, I was stuck here.. alone...with my daughters school friend, and no daughter to play with her.

Betsy was about average height for her age of 6 years. Red hair, about shoulder length. Deep green eyes and a smile that would make a grown man melt, or in my case Hard. She was wearing a pair of ragged cut off shorts and a green t-shirt witch was just too small enough to show her belly button (an "inny"). "Where did Jenny go, Mr. Black"?, Betsy asked with an inquisitive look on her face. I went on to explain how I fucked this up, and said she was welcome to stay for lunch and watch the game with me if she wanted. She looked at me with a smile as though she understood something I was not saying.

"My friends call me Zippy, and until Jenny gets back, you can be my friend" I said, matter-of-factly. I took her instructions on what she wanted on her sub sandwich and off to the kitchen I was to get our Football snacks. I felt myself getting somewhat aroused as I walked off to the kitchen. I could tell Betsy had just had a bath by the soap smell I was still holding in. I put all those thoughts in the back of my head, there was no way I was going to ever touch this kid...I would be caught immediately.

I brought our food into the TV room and Betsy leaped to her feet to help me. We sat down and I noticed that she already had the game on. "Michigan should just punt on first down, save us all the disappointment" Betsy said in a half Howard Cossell voice. I looked at her and laughed at this incredible whit. "Wow, you really know your football, buddy" I said to her.

"My Dad watches football all the time...makes me watch it with him". She replied. "When the game is not going well, he plays football with me in the living room...mom does not like when he throws the ball to me in the house though."

"Do you like to play Football Betsy?" I asked in reply. "I have a small football here, wanna play a little til Jenny gets home"? I figured if I was not going to get anything, I was gonna try to cop a feel anyway.

"Sure Mr...I mean Zippy". She immediately grabbed the ball and ran to the middle of the room, bent over like a Center and hiked the ball to me. I caught the ball and noticed that she was running to the other side of the room and could tell she wanted me to throw it to her. I did, and she caught it like a pro. She immediately ran toward me and I...of course.. tackled her. While I was gently tackling her to the ground, I cupped her little ass with my hand. I could hold her entire little but in one hand...and it was soooo soft. Then.. out of nowhere.. she said "Not yet.. we haven't played long enough yet, Mr.. I mean Zippy." What the fuck, she felt my hand squeeze her ass. "No tickles until I punt". She added. She must have just thought I was trying to tickle her. "OK", I said, "you're the visiting team, so I will show courtesy". My heart was pounding, almost busted.

We went on for a few more "downs" and then she backed up and with her tiny foot, punted the ball to me. She ran at me with her arms out and leapt right into my arms. She said, "halftime...time for tickles". I started to tickle her but she backed up and took her shirt off then started unbuckling her shorts and soon worked them off as well. There she stood. Her red hair resting on her shoulders.. her flat chest with dime size nipples and I could even see her ribs through her cotton soft skin. "What are you doing", I choked. "Why are you taking your clothes off"?

She stopped, her face went blank and she looked a little scared. "I thought we played tickles at halftime", she muttered. "Daddy always says that when we have halftime, we play tickles". I'll be god-damned, her old man is molesting his daughter? No, cant be. Quick on my feet I asked, "oh, that's ok, we may just have different rules, tell me yours so I know what to do".

"Well", "she said like a teacher "first we get take our clothes off and then we play naked and stuff".

"Fuck Me" I thought. Adam is fucking around with Betsy. This was too perfect. My wife and Jenny would not be home for hours, I have a naked 6 year old and a raging hard on. Wonder what I should do now that I know she already does this stuff and likes it. "Well, your rules are the same as mine, except I'm supposed to be the one to get naked first.. but that ok". I began to take my pants off, and she was staring at me. She said she liked it when her Daddy put his finger in her slit and licked it. It made her feel so good. Then she would Baby-nibble his cock until he groaned and came in her mouth. She did not like that white stuff in her mouth, but daddy said I have to do it because he made me feel so good.. it was only fair. I just acted like I knew what I was doing. I said "Lets play tickles".

Betsy immediately laid down and spread he tiny little legs. I knelt down if front of her and wasted no time burying my face in her crotch. The last time I did this was at my wedding. Some little girl of a friend was there, and I got a quickie off of her in the Boat-House. She did not like the white stuff either. That was 7 years ago and she was now 18. I still see her from time to time and she smiles at me. I licked Besty's pussy like it was the last bit of frosting in a mixing bowl. She squirmed and grunted. I let my tongue go inside her pussy and she lurched upward and grabbed my hair. "You lick just like daddy", she said coming back to earth. "You taste so sweet, no wonder your daddy likes to lick you", I returned and once again started slowly licking her until she had another orgasm, this one more intense than the first.

I was so stiff by now, that my Cock almost burst right there. I reached down and held onto my prick trying to keep myself from cumming. She sat herself up. A dazed look on her face and red hair, now a mess. She was wearing black underwear. I knew that had to be her old man's idea, His wife, Karen Barley, would never go for anything that slutty....she would look great in a thong. Maybe I ought to mention that to her dad in church this week when I give him my review of his nasty daughter. 

"Do you put your mouth on Daddy's cock"? I asked. She said nothing, she walked toward me and took my hand. I got up and followed her to the bedroom. When on the bed she asked.. "Slow or Fast?" She climbed her little body onto the bed now. Tiny little body stretched like she was in a photo shoot for Sports Illustrated (bet that was Daddy's doing too).

"I want it to last a while...you are so sweet and beautiful". I could tell by the way she smiled at me that even at six she knew I was completely under her control. She slowly, as in slow motion, positioned herself over me. Straddling me. She began to slowly rub her body along mine, applying a little more pressure to my dick after every pass. She started at her forehead and seductively slid her whole body across me until she ended at her thighs...sort of like a Porno Push-up.

Once she started at her forehead but stopped at her mouth. Her little tongue came out and began to lick my cock ... her tongue pushing my pecker against my mid-section. When she came back to the cock-head, the wiggled her tongue really fast on the under-flesh. I began to moan, and she knew I was going to cum. She took a nibble on my cock and it hurt a little. "Not Yet... 10 yard Penalty for Premature.. ejaculation", she giggled. He daddy was a really good teacher. She repeated this several times and also through in some ball licks. And yup, she had to nibble me a few times.

After about 15 minutes, she backed up a little, pulled her hair back and held it in one hand as she held my cock with the other. She bent back down and this time had her mouth open. She worked my cock past her lips. I am not very well endowed, but against her mouth I looked huge. She sucked and moved her head up and down. Once she started rubbing her tongue on my under flesh, I moaned loudly. I was blinded by ecstasy at this point. She began pumping my cock with both her hand and mouth and I began to shoot stream of hot cum in her mouth. I could hear her gag. No wonder, I was shooting enough to gag a porn star.

She wasn't lying...she did not like the taste but she managed to catch most of it in her mouth, the rest ended up in her eyes and on her hand. She let go of my deflating cock and grabbed a towel off the night stand. She was straddling my thighs, wiping all my cum off of her and even spit what was in her mouth into the towel. She sat the towel down beside her, leaned forward and put her arms on my shoulders and planted a wide tongue kiss on me. Rubbing her naked chest against mine.

We laid there for a little while, then we both sprang to our feet. Neither her mom, nor my wife would ever know what we were doing to little Betsy. My daughter suspected, but that is another story. Betsy's Daddy and I are good friends now...