Annie Carver lay on her bed, listening for Daddy. She knew it was close to seven o'clock and he would be calling for her soon. He nearly always called for her at seven, just when the reruns of Everybody Loves Raymond started. He liked it when they sat together and watched the show. Annie liked it too, even though she knew that once the show was over he would be doing his sex things with her. Annie wasn't really looking forward to that.

It wasn't that she didn't love her daddy. She did, she loved him with all of her heart, and even though she was ten years old now she still sometimes liked to imagine marrying him when she grew up. She didn't really mind doing the sex things, either, but she was always worried that they would somehow get caught and sent to jail. Annie didn't want her daddy to go to jail, and she sure as heck didn't want to go to jail herself. There wasn't anything she could do about it, though; she just had to hope that nobody ever found out what they were doing.

"Annie!"

There he was.

"You gonna come watch TV with me, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Daddy," Annie called.

She got up from her bed and went out into the living room. Daddy was sitting on the sofa, holding a beer and waiting for her. He smiled at her when she came in and she smiled back as she approached him.

"There's my little sweetie pie," Daddy said. "Come sit next to me."

The music from Will and Grace was playing as Annie sat next to him and put her hands in her lap. Daddy draped his arm around her shoulders, hugged her lightly, and kissed the top of her head. Annie couldn't help but smile a little bit; whether the other things he did with her were bad or not, Daddy always managed to make her feel loved.

Tonight's episode of Everybody Loves Raymond was the one where Raymond had to explain sex to Allie. It was a really funny episode, and one of Annie's favorites because it had Allie in it. Annie thought Allie was cute and wished she could be friends with her. The only part she didn't like about it was when Daddy said, "Give her to me, I'll show her everything she needs to know." He meant that he wanted to have sex with her, which made Annie feel jealous. And then she got an image in her mind of Daddy doing sex things to Allie, and that made her even more jealous. But then, during a commercial, while Daddy was in the kitchen getting another beer, Annie remembered all the times he had told her that she was his "special little girl," and that she was the only one he loved, and that made her feel better. By the time the show was over she was in such a good mood that she was even sort of looking forward to doing what her daddy wanted. She liked being his special little girl and his only one.

"Hey, Princess," Daddy said (making Annie smile; she liked being his princess too), "How about we go into my den? I wanna take some more pictures tonight."

"Okay, Daddy," Annie replied.

She got up and followed her daddy out of the living room, down the hall, and to his den, which was across from her room. The light was already on when they came in, and so was the computer; Annie noticed that the screen was filled up with a picture of her with no clothes on and her legs spread wide. She was smiling at the camera and pointing with one finger to her pussy. That was one of the first naked pictures Daddy had ever taken of her, and she remembered she'd been totally embarrassed, but now she didn't think much about it. It was just one of the many dirty pictures her daddy had taken since she was eight. She didn't think it was smart to put it on his computer screen like that, though; what if somebody came in for some reason and saw it?

"I just wanna get some oral shots from a side angle," Daddy said. "You don't even have to take your clothes off this time."

"Where do you want me to sit?" Annie asked. There was a loveseat, just big enough for two people, against the wall, which was where her daddy usually wanted her to sit, but sometimes he wanted her to sit in the chair in front of his computer.

"The loveseat," Daddy said.

Annie went to the loveseat and sat down, then watched as Daddy went to his desk. He picked up his camera, checked to make sure it had film in it, then came over to her. There was a little end table next to the loveseat and he moved it out from the wall a couple of feet, then set the camera on it. Daddy had done that several times before; he said it was the best spot to get his side angle shots from, because it lined up perfectly when she leaned forward. There was a long thin cord attached to the camera with a remote button on the end of it. Daddy held this in his hand as he stood in front of her and said, "Okay, sweetheart, go ahead."

Annie automatically leaned forward (directly in front of the camera) and reached for her daddy's zipper. The camera began clicking and flashing as she opened his pants, reached inside, and pulled out his dick. It was warm and hard like it always was, and pointing at her forehead. She stroked it a couple times, then brought it down until it was pointing at her nose. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and leaned forward a little more, bringing her mouth down over the end of his dick. She wrapped her lips around the knob with her tongue on the underside and continued to stroke him as Daddy took more pictures.

"Oh, that's good," Daddy said in a low voice. "You're doing a great job, sweetheart. You're getting better at that every day."

Annie didn't reply. She continued to stroke her daddy's dick, and at the same time moved her mouth up and down on it a little. From the sounds her daddy made she could tell that that made him feel even better. She sucked and stroked him for what had to be several minutes, and the whole time the camera kept clicking and flashing. Finally, Daddy put his hand on top of her head and, with the camera still going, said, "Okay, sweetheart, I think I'm gonna come soon. When I tell you, I want you to take it out and hold it so that my come goes all over your face."

Annie, her mouth full, simply nodded. Daddy moaned some more, played with her hair, grunted, then said, "Okay, here it comes."

Annie immediately pulled her mouth away from him, but left it wide open as she shut her eyes and positioned his dick just above her nose. A moment later Daddy's dick started to throb and she felt his warm gooey come squirting onto her face. It splashed onto her forehead, onto her nose, on one of her eyelids and on her cheek. Some of it landed in her mouth too, and even got in her hair. Daddy made a real mess this time. When he was done coming he rubbed the end of his dick all over her face, smearing his stuff around as he continued to take pictures. Finally, he was finished, and he stepped away from her, but he still held the remote in his hand.

"Okay," he said, sounding a little out of breath, "look at the camera and smile."

Annie looked at the camera and smiled and it flashed a couple more times.

"Good girl," Daddy said. He dropped the remote on the floor and went over to his desk, his dick still hanging out of his pants. He brought back several tissues, some of which he handed to Annie. Annie took them and wiped the mess off of her face and out of her hair. It still felt sticky, though, and she said, "I think I'm gonna have to take a bath."

"Yeah, you probably will," Daddy said, sounding like he was going to laugh. "Sorry, sweetie. You want me to help you get clean?"

"No, that's okay," Annie replied. "I can clean up myself."

She got up from the loveseat and headed to the door. Daddy called after her, "Take your peejays with you, so you can get ready for bed afterward."

"I will, Daddy," she said. She stopped in the doorway, looked back at her daddy, who was fiddling with his camera now. She knew he would be staying up late to develop the pictures, and probably putting them on the internet too. She didn't really care about that, because Daddy had a lot of proxies and firewalls and stuff. But she worried about the hard copies of the pictures; she knew he'd be putting those in a file cabinet, where anybody who wanted to come in and search the place could find them. She thought about reminding her daddy to be careful with the pictures, to make sure he kept them well hidden, but then she didn't say anything. She just went on in to take her bath.

*****

The next morning Annie slept in. She didn't wake up until almost ten o'clock, and by that time of course her daddy was already up. She crawled out of bed and went into the bathroom, peed, then wiped herself, and as she wiped herself she noticed that there was still some of Daddy's come leaking from her pussy. For some reason, she could never get it all when she cleaned herself up, like she did last night after Daddy had fucked her. She wiped again, carefully, then flushed and washed her hands.

She went back into her room and got dressed, deciding on a bright orange teeshirt and blue denim shorts for today. As usual, she didn't wear panties, because her daddy liked it when she didn't. She left her room and went through the living room to the kitchen, where she found Daddy sitting at the table with a bunch of pictures spread out in front of him. The pictures of her that he'd taken last night. Annie only glanced at them (catching a glossy glimpse of herself with come all over her face) as she went to the refrigerator.

She took out the carton of orange juice and got a glass from the cupboard. She poured herself some juice, then sipped it before getting some bread from the pantry and putting two slices into the toaster. Daddy was still looking at the pictures. Annie stood at the counter and drank some of her orange juice as she waited for her toast to pop up, thinking about how dumb it was to have those pictures laying out in the open like that. Not that she thought her daddy was dumb; he was the smartest man in the world. It was just that he didn't seem to have much sense when it came to his dirty pictures.

The toast finally popped up and she spread some butter on it, then told her daddy, "I'm gonna go watch cartoons."

"Okay, sweetheart," Daddy said absently. He was holding a picture of Annie with his dick in her mouth and staring at it.

Annie left the kitchen and went back to her room where she turned on the TV, then settled onto her bed to eat her breakfast and watch Sailor Moon. By the time the second commercial came along she'd finished her toast and orange juice and had decided she wanted a bowl of cereal too, so she got up and started back toward the kitchen. She got halfway through the living room when she heard her daddy calling for her. She kept going toward the kitchen, but now she was wondering why her daddy would want her now; he hardly ever wanted to do any sex things this early in the day. Maybe he wasn't happy with his pictures and they'd have to do it all over again. That had happened before.

But when Annie reached the doorway of the kitchen she stopped in her tracks, surprised and suddenly very nervous; there was another man in the kitchen with Daddy. And the pictures were still right there on the table where he could see them. He wasn't looking at the pictures, though; he was looking right at her, as if he'd been waiting for her. Daddy was sitting at the table messing with the lens on his camera.

"Yes, Daddy?" Annie said, trying not to sound nervous.

"Sweetheart," Daddy said without taking his attention away from his camera," I want you to do me a favor. Give my friend Henry a blowjob."

Annie controlled her surprise as she looked at Daddy's friend. He was still looking at her, and still with that expectant expression, but at the same time he looked like maybe he was a little sorry, like this wasn't his idea. Annie might have said no but for that look of sympathy. Besides, he was kind of cute.

She didn't reply to Daddy's request but simply pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down, directly in front of Henry. She wordlessly reached for the fly on his jeans and he moved a little closer to make it easier for her. She undid the button on his pants, then pulled the zipper down and reached inside. He wasn't wearing any underwear and she immediately found his dick. It was hard, of course, and she had just a teeny bit of trouble getting it out of his pants. Once it was out she held it with one hand and looked at it. It looked a lot like Daddy's dick, except it was longer and a little fatter. She wondered for a moment what it would be like if he fucked her with this bigger dick, if it would hurt or not, and she decided she kind of liked that idea. Maybe she would think about that later on.

Annie closed her eyes, leaned forward, took Henry's dick into her mouth, and began sucking and stroking him the same way she usually did with her daddy. Henry made the same kind of noises her daddy did, and put his hands on her head in sort of the same way too. This all seemed so familiar to Annie that she quickly lost her feeling of strangeness and began to work on Henry as if she was working on her daddy. She licked and sucked his dick with as much skill as she could muster, at the same time moving her hand steadily up and down the shaft. She even brought her other hand up and held his balls, very gently squeezing and fondling them as she continued to suck and stroke him. About a minute later, which was a short time in her experience, she felt his dick get a little bit bigger in her mouth, and Henry's moans became louder and more urgent, and she knew that he was about to come. She didn't know if he wanted to come in her mouth or on her face or what, so she just kept sucking and stroking and fondling him. Finally, Henry's dick started to throb and his come spilled into her mouth. Annie stopped sucking and made a small involuntary noise, because even after all the blowjobs she'd given the stuff that was now pouring all over her tongue and streaming into her throat still tasted really bad to her. She kept stroking him, though, until the river of warm milky come slowed, then finally stopped. When he was done she pulled his dick out of her mouth, swallowed, and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Wow," Henry said. "That was amazing. Thank you, Annie."

"Good girl, Annie," Daddy said. "Go on now."

Annie got up from her chair, looked at Henry for a moment, then turned and left the kitchen. She got all the way back to her room before she remembered that she'd wanted some cereal. She was still hungry, but she decided not to go back into the kitchen. Instead, she went into the bathroom and brushed her teeth, then used some mouthwash.

*****

Annie felt strange the rest of the day. She kept thinking about Henry and what she'd done to him. It wasn't any different than what she'd been doing for her daddy for a long time now, but for some reason it seemed different anyway. As if sucking on Henry's dick wasn't as naughty as sucking on Daddy's dick. Or maybe it was just the way he'd looked at her, or what he'd said to her afterward. Wow. That was amazing. Thank you, Annie. Her daddy had never said wow.

She couldn't figure it out and it kept bothering her, until late that night when she went to bed with her daddy. He wanted to have sex, of course, like he usually did. Normally, he just got on top of her and stuck his dick in, but tonight he wanted her to get on her hands and knees, so he could do it to her from behind the way doggies did it. And while Daddy was fucking her, holding her by the hips and pushing himself into her over and over again, Annie closed her eyes and imagined that it was Henry, not Daddy, fucking her, and saying, Wow, Annie, you're amazing. The images, and the words and feelings she dreamed were passing between them, helped to make it feel so much better than it usually did when Daddy fucked her that Annie very nearly came. She could feel the warmth and pressure building up inside of her, could feel it swelling and swelling, so close to bursting, but it never got past that point. She hovered right on the edge of it, wanting so much to fall over the side, and she even reached down and rubbed her pussy while her daddy continued to fuck her, but it just wouldn't happen. She couldn't make herself come, even though this time she really really wanted to.

After Daddy came, and pulled his dick out of her, and helped her clean herself up with Kleenex, Annie laid down to go to sleep. And as she lay there in the dark, in her daddy's arms, getting sleepy, she understood what had been bugging her all day: she liked Henry, and she wanted him to fuck her. The idea made her feel sad, not because she would actually want something like that, but because she believed she would never see Henry again.

*****

As it turned out, though, she saw him the very next day. She was walking home from school, by herself since her best friend Robin had gone to her ballet class, and when she was about a block from her house a car pulled up to the curb alongside of her and the horn honked. Annie had been scared at first, because she'd been warned by her daddy and her teachers and everybody else to beware of kidnappers who offered little girls candy to get them into their cars and then drove off with them and killed them. But when she looked cautiously into the window of this car she saw Henry smiling at her, and she couldn't help but smile back at him. A little bit, anyway.

"Hey, Annie," he called. "You need a ride home?"

Annie could have easily said, "No, thanks, it's only another block," but she didn't. Instead she said okay and opened the passenger door of the car. She got in, buckled her seat belt, then looked at Henry and said, "Thank you."

"You're very welcome," Henry replied.

He was looking at her in that same strange way he'd looked at her yesterday. Annie suddenly felt shy and looked out the window as the car started moving. She watched the houses of her neighborhood go by.

"So," Henry said, "what did you do in school today?"

"Just normal stuff," Annie replied with an automatic shrug of her shoulders. "Math and reading and stuff like that. It was boring."

"What about recess? That wasn't boring, was it?"

"No, it was okay, I guess. I played tetherball with my best friend Robin. I beat her too, cause she's so short."

"Well, good for you," Henry said. He stopped the car at the curb and Annie realized she was home. "Here you go, Annie."

"Thanks again," Annie said. She unbuckled her seat belt and pulled on the handle of the door, wishing she could ask Henry if he wanted to come into the house with her. She couldn't think of exactly how to ask him, though; she thought about offering to let him look at her Buffy comics, but she didn't think he'd want to see those.

"Hey, um" Henry said, "would you mind if I came inside for a minute?"

Annie couldn't resist a smile as she said, "Sure."

She got out of the car and started up to the house with Henry right behind her. She thought for a moment that maybe this was a mistake, not because she didn't want Henry to come in, but because someone might see them going into the house together when her daddy wasn't home. But it was too late, they were already up to the porch and she had her key out. She unlocked the front door and went in and Henry followed her.

They went into the kitchen, where Annie got a soda from the fridge, then went back out to the living room. They sat on the sofa together and Henry said, "You have a nice house."

"Thanks," Annie said, but then she couldn't think of anything else to say. She thought about turning on the TV but then decided not to. She worried that they were just going to sit there and not say or do anything at all, but then Henry moved a little closer to her and put his arm around her shoulders.

"You know," he said, "I really liked what you did for me yesterday. Do you remember that?"

"Yes," Annie replied.

"Did you like doing that?"

Annie shrugged her shoulders and said, "Yeah, it was okay."

"Would you mind doing that for me again?" Henry asked, touching her short blonde hair as he spoke.

"Okay."

Annie set her soda down on the coffee table and turned to face in his direction. But then Henry got up and stood directly in front of her and she had to turn back to face him again. She reached for his fly, undid the button and the zipper on his jeans, and reached in and pulled out his dick. It was hard just like it was last time, and just like last time she simply took it into her mouth and started sucking on it.

Henry immediately started moaning and groaning, and he put both hands on top of her head. He played with her hair, sifting it with his fingers, as Annie continued to move her mouth back and forth over his dick. She tried to do an especially good job, not just sucking and stroking it, but taking it out and licking it all over too, like she sometimes did for her daddy. She even licked his balls, which he really liked. She was sure he would be coming soon, and she prepared herself for that, but then, just as she was taking it back in her mouth, Henry said, "Annie, have you ever been fucked?"

Annie took his dick back out and replied, "Yeah. Why, do you wanna do that?"

"Yes," Henry told her, his voice low and husky. "I'd love to fuck you."

"Okay."

Annie let go of his dick and immediately took off her shirt, then her shoes and socks, then her pants (she still wasn't wearing any underwear). Henry stood there, holding his dick and watching her. When she was naked she laid on the sofa with her head on a throw pillow and spread her legs wide. Henry got onto the sofa below her, on one knee, and looked down between her legs.

"Oh man," he said, touching her pussy with his fingertips. "You have a beautiful little cunt, Annie."

"Thank you. Do you wanna watch me play with it?" Her daddy sometimes liked to watch her do that. Or stick dildoes in it.

"No, that's okay," Henry said. And with that he laid down on top of her, propping himself up on one elbow, and started to guide his dick to her pussy. He got it right up to the hairless lips, kind of rubbed the head over them a couple times, then slowly pushed it into her. It slid past her lips and deep into her pussy. Annie gasped, partly because it was so big and partly because its entry just felt so good. She reached up and grabbed onto his biceps, liking how strong and hard they felt in her hands, and held onto them as Henry buried his dick all the way in, then began to fuck her. He pushed steadily in and out of her and Annie let one of her hands drift from his arm down to her pussy. She caressed Henry's dick as he fucked her, touching the spot where their two bodies met, then lightly caressing her clit. Heat flowered inside of her pussy and stomach, cascaded through the rest of her body, and she sighed and moaned. She started to rub her clit more vigorously as Henry increased his speed and the force of his thrusts, almost jamming his dick into her now. Annie writhed in pleasure, tossing her head back and forth as Henry pounded her pussy; she'd never felt this good getting fucked before, or even playing with herself, and she felt like she was closer than ever to actually having an orgasm. She began to moan and tremble, and finally her first real orgasm crested, exploding within her, pouring in a tide of overwhelming warmth all through her young body.

When she was done, she slumped on the sofa, exhausted, but Henry continued fucking her. He was pushing into her even harder now, shoving his dick deep into her tiny pussy, grunting and moaning as he took his pleasure with her. Finally, he arrived at the point of his own release and jammed into her hard one more time. His dick throbbed and Annie could feel his warm come squirting into her.

Afterward, Henry collapsed on top of her, almost squishing her under him. His dick was still inside of her, and even still hard, and he left it there as he kissed her forehead and her face.

"That was awesome," he told her.

"I know," Annie replied, sounding just as amazed as he did. "I came, even. That was the first time ever."

"The first time? Have you done it very much?"

"Lots of times. With Daddy. But I never came until just now. It was so totally great." Annie impulsively kissed Henry on the mouth. "Can we do it again?"

Henry sort of laughed and said, "I'd love to, but I don't think I can right now. Maybe I can come back some other time. Like tomorrow."

"That would be great. You could pick me up after school, like you did today."

Henry returned her kiss and said, "You've got a date." He pulled out of her, which made Annie feel kinda sad, and got up. He put his dick back in his pants. "But right now, I think I should take off. Thanks, Annie. Again, you were awesome."

"Thanks, so were you," Annie replied.

She stayed there on the sofa, her legs still spread wide, her pussy tingling and dripping come, and watched as he left. Once he was gone she closed her eyes and thought about what she and Henry had just done, and began to anticipate what they would do tomorrow. She didn't care now whether they got caught or not. Because she finally made it, she'd finally had an orgasm, and she was sure that she would be having many more in the days to come.