Mommy's Boyfriend

Amanda is in her room, packing a suitcase and pouting. Aunt Martha can't babysit this weekend, and Mommy doesn't trust anyone else, so she's taking Amanda with her to visit her new boyfriend.

The little 8-year-old is cross and sullen. Her Mommy's boyfriend lives far out in the country, and she'll be bored all weekend, with nobody to play with except the man's daughter. The kid is older than Amanda, about 10, and Amanda hates her. She's been raised to be superficially polite, but everything about her condescending attitude, even her body language, says to Amanda, "I'm older than you, I'm prettier than you, my Daddy has more money than you, you're just a little twerp."

Plus, she's an insufferably "feminine" child, always wearing frilly dresses, lacy little socks and pastel ribbons in her hair. Even her name is stupid. Melanie. What kinda name is that, Amanda scowls.

They drive through the countryside until they reach the driveway of well-appointed home surrounded by acres of carefully trimmed grass. Their small economy car pulls up and stops behind the man's shiny expensive one bearing "DocBok" vanity plates. The grinning man lugs suitcases from the car as his daughter smiles condescendingly at Amanda.

At the dinner table Amanda watches sullenly as her Mommy beams and flirts with the man, who alternately grins back at her and turns his attention to his preening, smug daughter. Everyone ignores the homely little 8-year-old, who pokes at her food and pouts.

After dinner they settle in the den to watch TV, the man settled on the sofa between Amanda's Mommy and his daughter, Amanda on the floor, chin in her hands, knees bent, kicking her feet lazily. The man's gaze alternates between the TV and the enticing view between Amanda's skinny legs, beneath her little skirt.

Bored with the film on TV, Amanda soon rises to say something to her Mommy, noticing out of the corner of her eye that the man averts his gaze as she rises. Amanda suddenly realizes what the man has been looking at, and smirks to herself as she leaves the room. She wonders if he's one of those special men who like little girls. There are so many of them, it seems. She glances at the man's daughter as she leaves the room, wondering if he does stuff with her. Naah, she thinks. She's not the type.

In the guest room Amanda wriggles out of her clothes and puts on her PJs, pink "footies" with a Little Princess logo. She stands before a full-length mirror, drops her pants and stares at the puffy little "V" beneath her plump, babyfat tummy. The fleshy mound looks so simple and plain. She wonders why so many men get so excited when she lets them look at it. She jerks her PJ shirt up to look at the tiny brown nipples on her flat chest, marveling that some men get so much more aroused by her bony, featureless chest than those bulging titties of older girls, with their big, wrinkly nipples.

The little girl flops face-down on the bed and jerks her pants down to her knees as her tiny fingers creep into her feel-good place. She closes her eyes and sighs as she gently strokes and kneads the soft flesh, waiting for the special little button to emerge.

Amanda cuts her eyes toward the wall as she hears a noise from the adjoining bedroom. She stops masturbating and listens intently, then smirks as she hears her Mommy moan quietly. Her fingers slip back into her wet little furrow as she closes her eyes and imagines what's going on next door. She bites her lip as she hears her Mommy groan loudly, realizing that the man must have stuffed his big thing up inside her.

Amanda moans quietly and drools a little on the pillow as she feels the warm, slippery stuff beginning to seep out and moisten her finger. Her tummy tingles as she hears the thumping sounds next door and her Mommy's desperate gasping and squealing. Her lips curl into a naughty "ooo" as she hears the man's frantic grunting, then a long silence, then his loud cry of relief.

The little girl knows the man is squirting all his stinky stuff up inside Mommy's tummy, and her finger moves faster, stroking and rolling the slippery little pink button in her private place. Her eyelids flutter, her tiny toes curl in the little footie PJs and her body shudders into Never-Never Land, her short legs jerking, her slim hips bucking obscenely, snorting and drooling onto the pillow until she stops shaking. The little girl falls asleep wearing a goofy, crooked grin, her pants still down to her knees, her small, round bottom shining in the dim night light, a small damp spot visible on the sheet between her slim thighs.

*****

Hours later Amanda awakes, yawning and rubbing her eyes with small fists. She groggily climbs out of bed, jerks up her pants and quietly pads down the long hall toward the bathroom in her little footie PJs.

As she reaches for the knob of the bathroom door, the little girl hears a quiet sound around the corner, where the hall extends to little Melanie's bedroom. She tip-toes across the hall and peeks around the corner to see the girl's Daddy standing in the hall, peering through the open bedroom door.

Amanda back-tracks, tip-toes through the kitchen and emerges at another door where she's behind the man and can see into Melanie's bedroom. The child's bedside lamp is on and Amanda can see the little girl is lying on her tummy in bed. Her baby-doll nightie is bunched around her waist, one knee is drawn up to her chin and she's straddling a brown teddy-bear. Her discarded panties lie beside her on the bed, and the child is slowly hunching the plush toy, sucking her thumb and sighing.

Standing in the dim hall, lighted only by a night light, Melanie's Daddy is breathing through his open mouth, his hand moving at the crotch of his robe as he watches his little girl masturbate. The child moans on her thumb, wiggling her slim hips, and her Daddy's lips part as he pulls aside the robe to grasp his rigid dick and begin stroking it.

Amanda claps her hand over her smirking mouth to stifle a giggle as she watches the man play with his big thing, all excited by the naughty stuff his little 10-year-old daughter is doing. She wonders if the prissy little girl knows what her Daddy wants to do to her. Amanda knows exactly what he wants.

The man stiffens and leans back into the shadows as his daughter stops to adjust herself. She tucks both knees up to her chest, hovers over the teddy bear, then settles down on its face, wiggling herself on the bear's pointy snout. She grunts as the furry nose squeezes up inside her, then sucks her thumb again and begins moaning as she slowly rides the teddy bear's face, her pale little bottom jerkily hunching forward and back.

Amanda hears the man's sharp intake of breath as he caresses the hard thing in his fist. A long, stuttering groan issues from the bedroom and the man's lips part, his eyes widening as the the fist at his crotch moves faster. His little daughter has stopped stroking herself on the teddy bear and is now using its snout with enthusiasm, her tiny, bare bottom rising and falling as she impales herself on the thing. The teddy bear's little plastic nose is gleaming with her slick arousal as she plunges and grunts, eyes closed, mouth open and drooling, no longer bothering to suck her thumb.

Thoroughly engrossed by the nasty little show, the man is unaware that Amanda has crept on tip-toes to stand just to his left, biting her lip and smirking. The man groans softly to himself and a viscous bead of pre-cum drools from his stiff penis.

Amanda's hand darts forward to catch it before it falls, curling her tiny fingers around the man's dick and slathering the warm goo down to his balls. The man jerks as though shocked with a cattle prod. His eyeballs bulge, blood drains from his face as he meets the wide-eyed gaze of the child putting on her most innocent expression of mock childish curiosity. He chokes as he fumbles to jerk the child's hand away but her slim wrist is so slick with pre-cum that he can't get a grip, and it's just too late.

A long, ragged sigh issues from the bedroom as the masturbating little girl collapses heavily down onto the teddy bear snout, trembling and gurgling in post-orgasmic relief. The man's knees buckle, his eyes cross and the veins bulge in his neck as he helplessly squirts a thick rope of semen halfway across the hall to splat wetly on the polished, hardwood floor.

Amanda's lips curl into a shocked "Oooooo!" expression of mock fascination as she squeezes and fondles the man's squirting penis until the last driblets of his sperm drip between her stubby little fingers. Shaking with rage, relief and abject terror, the man jerks her hand away.

His face burning with shame, the deeply shaken man looks down at the child in the little pink PJs, his mouth opens and closes, no words emerge. He finally just brings his finger to his mouth, pats her head and says, "Shhhh," then gestures for her to return to her room. As Amanda scampers away, he grabs some toilet tissue from the bathroom and kneels to mop up the reeking mess on the floor.

*****

The next morning Amanda takes her time in the bathroom, dawdling intentionally as the others gather around the kitchen table for breakfast. She tip-toes into the man's home office and sits down at the computer. When the screen comes up she sees the man has left his Web browser running.

She pulls up his bookmarks, scrolls down the folders and clicks on one labeled "Special." The little kid smirks at the links she finds there, with titles like "Pre-teen Teasers," and "Daddy's Desires," and "Littlest Lolitas." She claps her hand over her mouth and giggles hysterically as an animated cartoon logo fills the screen. It portrays a naked fat man, his thingie stiff and drooling as he tugs down the panties of a little girl about 6 years old.

Snickering, Amanda exits the site to leave the browser as she found it. As she turns to leave the room, she notices a wastebasket by the desk, with a crumpled tissue in the bottom. She daintily lifts it to her face and wrinkles her nose at the unmistakable smell.

At breakfast Amanda's Mommy looks half asleep and dreamy, not noticing that her robe has parted to reveal half of a large brown nipple. Amanda smirks to herself, pleased because her Mommy has been so tense and irritable lately. She knows Mommy will be a lot nicer now that she's got what she needed.

Prissy little Melanie looks especially smug, too, kicking her feet happily against the chair as she snorks up her cereal. The man wears a tense smile, avoiding eye contact with Amanda.

In the guest room Amanda rummages in her suitcase and extracts her favorite pedo-bait panties, white cotton with cartoon bunny rabbits front & back. She emerges from the room in a short denim skirt, pink plastic sandals and a faded yellow t-shirt, too small, so it exposes her little belly button.

Two small Vespa scooters are retrieved from the garage and the group glides away, Amanda sitting behind her Mommy, Melanie hugging her Daddy's tummy as they ride. After a few minutes they reach a grassy meadow, park the scooters and spread a blanket beneath a tree.

As the man unpacks the picnic hamper, Amanda sits cross-legged on the blanket beside her Mommy, coyly playing with a flower and pretending not to notice as the man glances at her little bunny-rabbit panties and quickly averts his gaze. Amanda yawns, reaches down and pretends to scratch herself, her stubby finger stroking the pale flesh an inch from her panty crotch. When the man finally notices, her finger flits to scratch her crotch, drawing the cotton panty fabric deeply into her little cleft.

The man glances more and more often at the enticing little camel-toe between the homely 8-year-old's pale, skinny legs as they eat. His pretty daughter notices, blushes and frowns. She pouts for a moment, then shifts slightly, so her Daddy can see her own panties through the loose leg hole of her baggy shorts. Her Daddy doesn't notice as he chats with Amanda's Mommy, stealing furtive glances at her daughter's crotch when he bites into his sandwich.

Melanie casts a withering glare at Amanda, her lower lip poked out, furious and jealous of the attention she's getting. After eating, Amanda's Mommy waves the kids away and stretches out on the blanket to chat with the man as the kids scamper off to play with a frisbee.

A gust of wind catches the frisbee and lofts it high, both kids running after it as it sails into a thick bramble of bushes nearby. As Melanie bends to retrieve the plastic toy, Amanda clasps her t-shirt sleeve and whispers in her ear. The little girl's jaw drops in shock as she hears what Amanda is saying.

The kid's cheeks burn with shock and embarrassment as Amanda whispers in her ear. Biting her lip, she whips her head around to glance at her Daddy, then back at Amanda, who smirks and nods as the stunned little girl just gapes at her.

Amanda giggles and grabs the frisbee from the flustered child. As she turns back toward the picnic blanket, she intentionally jams her knee into a bush, where the thorns scratch her pale flesh. They're only superficial flesh scrapes, but Amanda shrieks, bursts into tears and runs back to the picnic blanket crying hysterically.

The reclining man bolts upright on the blanket and bends to examine the wound, Amanda standing before him and sobbing as a few tiny drops of blood drip down her skinny leg. He ties a napkin around her knee, speaks to the woman, who nods back at him, then plops the crying child onto the scooter and motors away.

The little girl hugs the man's belly as they ride, pressing her tear-streaked cheek against his back and smirking as she feels the warm, slippery anticipation beginning to seep into the cotton fabric of her panties.

The man carries the sniffling child into the house, seats her on the bathroom counter top, and kneels to remove the bloody napkin. The man dabs at the red scratches with a cotton swab, his eyes widening as he notices the damp spot in the crotch of the little girl's panties.

Amanda squeals and squirms as the man spreads antibacterial ointment on the wound, wriggling and spreading her skinny legs wider, which pulls the wet panty fabric into an enticing little camel toe. Her bare tummy heaves as the child sniffles and sobs. She looks down to see the man's shorts beginning to rise, hoping he can now smell the slippery wet stuff in her panties.

The man's erection lengthens in his shorts as he applies a bandage to the child's knobby knee with trembling hands, staring openly now at the slimy little bunny rabbits inches from his nose.

The little girl pouts down at him and points at her bandaged knee. With a condescending smile the man bends to kiss it, his dick jerking in his shorts as his large hands completely encircle the child's skinny calves. A droplet of sweat trickles from his temple as he fondles the silky folds of babyfat flesh wrinkled behind her knees. The man kisses the bandage again, furtively nudging the child's legs farther apart, his eyes widening as the wet panty crotch tucks into her sticky little slit.

Amanda bites her lip to conceal her smirk at the man's obvious excitement as he feels her short legs and stares at her wet underpants. It's so naughty and thrilling to tease her Mommy's boyfriend like this. Her tummy tingles and she wonders if she can tease the man enough to make him do the very, very bad stuff grownups are never supposed to do with little girls.

The man blushes as he realizes he's staring at the child's sex, and abruptly jerks his hands from her legs. Amanda pokes out her lower lip, looks down and points her stubby finger at a rivulet of blood staining her denim skirt. She hops off the counter top, twirls to face away from the kneeling man and points at the zipper in back. The man's hand trembles as he pulls the little zipper down and the child's skirt drops to puddle around her ankles.

The man grabs the soiled little skirt and begins to stand, but Amanda steps before him, grinning shyly up at him and poking her babyfat tummy at him beneath the short t-shirt as the man's eyes involuntarily drop to glance at her obviously wet little panties.

Amanda steps forward and places her small hands on the man's shoulders, closes her eyes and purses her lips. The man pecks her lightly on the lips. The little girl presses her warm tummy against the man's erection, grabs his ears and pulls him forward for another kiss. The child feels the man's big thing throbbing against her bare tummy as her tiny tongue slowly parts his lips and snakes into his mouth. A damp spot appears in the fabric of his shorts as the man's hands clasp the child's bare waist, struggling to resist the temptation to fondle her soft bottom.

Still holding the man's head, Amanda breaks the long kiss and pulls back an inch, a long strand of saliva stretching between their lips. She puts on her most innocent, shy expression and whispers something to the man, which makes his mouth go dry. She leans forward, puts her lips to his ear and his jaw drops in shock and astonishment as the little girl whispers something else to him.

The child bolts from the bathroom, giggling, and scampers down the hall in her little panties, her pigtails flouncing. The dazed man follows, his shorts now tented in front and damp with pre-cum, his eyes dim with lust as he watches the kid's miniature bottom bouncing as she runs.

The little girl enters the man's bedroom and flings herself on his bed, giggling. The man's eyes narrow as he enters and gazes down at her, looking so small and frail in his big, king-size bed. He kneels on the bed, kissing the little kid again as his shaking hand fondles her plump tummy beneath the short t-shirt. As the man's hand slips beneath the waistband of her little cotton panties, Amanda pushes him away and says something, pointing her stubby finger toward the door.

The sweating man nods, leaps off the bed and dashes from the room. He races down the hall, through the living room and foyer to lock the front door. A bolt of lightning flashes in the darkening sky and a clap of thunder rattles the house as he races through the kitchen to lock the back door with shaking hands.

The man involuntarily gasps as he re-enters the bedroom to find the little girl lying on the bed wearing his own daughter's fuzzy pink slippers and the Winnie-the-Pooh nightie she'd worn as she masturbated last night. His eyes widen further as he see's Amanda's little wet bunny panties lying on the bedspread beside her. The child is pouting up at the man and clasping his daughter's teddy bear, the fur of its snout still matted with her sticky female sexual arousal.

The little girl gazes up at the man with a shy, pouty expression and slowly spreads her skinny legs, still clasping the teddy bear to her flat chest. His gut knotted with lust and terror, the man shucks all his clothes, his bloated penis jerking and drooling. He falls onto the little 8-year-old girl, the teddy bear tumbling to the bedspread beside her as he frantically kisses and fondles her small body.

Amanda grabs the man's face and returns his frantic kisses, her tummy tingling at the feeling of his hot breath panting into her mouth as his trembling hand glides down the curve of her round tummy and nervously dips into her obscenely exposed crotch. The little girl squirms and moans into the man's mouth as she feels his thick middle finger slowly wiggle into the moist little hole in her private place. Thrilled by the nasty thing she's made him do, Amanda grips the man's hairy forearm in her small hand, stroking it sensuously to encourage him as she feels his big finger wiggling deeper inside her body.

The man breaks their long kiss and leans back to gaze down at the deliciously obscene sight of his finger plugged deeply into the little 8-year-old's sex, gently probing the velvety folds of her soft vagina as the child cranes down to watch him doing it, cooing and rotating her tiny hips, whispering nasty words of encouragement.

The little girl reaches down to grasp the naked man's throbbing dick with her stubby fingers. She pouts up at the man, whispering to him as she pulls and tugs on his thick meat. The sweating man nods, sucks his slimy finger out of the little girl, clumsily climbs out of the bed and rushes to the bathroom, his turgid dick wagging before him.

The naked man returns with a condom, kneels on the bed and rolls it onto his quivering dick with trembling hands. The little girl reaches behind her, grabs a pillow and scrunches it under her little bottom, to cant her immature sex up at the man for easier entry. She lifts her nightie hem up to her belly button, spreads her short legs and lies back on the bed.

Gripping his rigid dick, the man leans forward to enter, but the little girl stops him. She bites her lip shyly as she reaches to grasp his latex-clad dick. She slowly rolls the latex sheath down, tugs it off and drops the condom on the bedspread, grinning up at him and shaking her head, "No." The little girl looks up into the man's eyes and licks her lips sensuously as she clasps his bare penis, tugging it toward her crotch.

Amanda smiles shyly up at the man as she slowly pulls her nightie up to her chin, exposing her tiny, childish nipples to tease the man further. The little girl drops her arms to her sides and lies back on the bed, waiting.

Gritting his teeth and whimpering, the man lunges forward and fumbles awkwardly to find the wet little hole. His loud groan of relief when he does is drowned out by another rumbling clap of thunder. A blinding flash of lightning floods the room as the astonished man feels his engorged penis glide easily into the child's well-used little hole, until his hairy belly rests on her small tummy.

Delirious with lust, the man begins babbling, saying filthy things as his grateful dick throbs deep in the sweet, creamy warmth of the child's sucking vagina. The man leans with his elbows beside the child's ears, the top of her head barely reaching his sternum as he plays with her pigtails and begins gently thrusting inside the soft little hole elevated by the pillow. The little girl's tummy tingles as she smells the acrid sweat dripping from the man's armpits. The smell of a large man's excited sweating makes the forbidden sexual act seem so much more filthy and exciting.

Amanda bites her lip to keep from smirking as she feels the man's big, muscular body shaking with excitement. She flutters her eyes closed, thrashing her head from side to side, yelping and mewing like a little kitten in mock arousal to tease the man further. The man gasps, plunges his straining dick in to the root and wiggles his clenched butt, squeezing the child's slick arousal out to moisten the hairs of his balls as he grinds his straining penis deep inside her warm tummy.

The dazed man emits a long, ragged groan as he feels the child's skinny legs rise and curl around his waist. The motion cants her small hips up, slowly sucking the man's thick meat even deeper inside her body.

It hurts a bit to do this, but Amanda knows how special it is for men when they feel the very last, tiny bit of the big thing squeeze up inside such a small child's body. Sometimes it feels so very special that they lose control and start squirting right then, as soon as they feel the thing get alllll the way up inside the warm little hole.

The man's big balls flatten against the child, covering nearly all of her tiny bottom. A closeup view reveals the obscene contrast between the man's ruddy, wrinkled scrotum and the pale, white flesh surrounding the little girl's delicate genitalia as a tiny rivulet of goo dribbles down into the hairless crack in her bottom.

The astonished man stops, dead still, his mouth gaping and trembling on the verge of orgasm as he feels the little second-grade kid swallow the last quarter inch of his quivering dick, leaking pre-cum deep inside her soft vagina. Amanda feels the man's excited trembling and squirms on the thing gently to tease him, making high-pitched little whimpering noises she knows will get him even more excited.

Amanda throws back her head, moans loudly in exaggerated, mock pleasure and begins slowly undulating her small hips, squeezing and rolling the man's rigid penis in the creamy warmth of her little hole. Her skinny legs clasped around him, the child begins stroking the furry pink slippers against the man's clenched butt, dipping the little slippers down until the wispy pink fibers are tickling the hairs of his balls. The man grits his teeth, grips the child's head in his hands and begins uncontrollably lunging into her, making the slimy teddy bear bounce on the bed beside her.

Her pigtails flopping with the force of each grunting thrust, the little girl grips the man's barrel chest with her skinny arms, whimpering and squealing to tease him further. With a deep, guttural growl, the man lifts the little kid off the pillow and rises to his knees, cupping her tiny bottom in both large hands, his butt jiggling as he bucks and plunges.

The man grinds his teeth with lust as he realizes the nasty little kid actually enjoys the sexual act, and he begins fucking with abandon, in deep, plunging strokes. He gasps as his dick pops out of the child, whimpers in frustration as he struggles to stuff it back in, then groans with relief as his aching penis squeezes back into the warm, slick little fuck hole in the child's crotch.

Shocked by the deliciously stunning sensation of this accident, the man repeats it. He looks down to watch with bulging eyes as the kid's little pink hole slowly spits out his wet, bloated penis. Panting, he strokes the fat, spongy dick head between the child's slimy sex lips, then squeezes it back into the wet little hole with a long, ragged groan of relief.

Amanda cranes her head to watch, biting her lip and smirking as the man plays his nasty game of hide-and-seek inside her. When he withdraws, she playfully claps her hand over her sex to deny him entry, giggling as the desperately frustrated man pries her stubby fingers apart to plunge back inside her. The slippery heat inside the child's tummy overwhelms the man's senses and he begins plunging deeply again as he feels his orgasm approaching.

Drenching rain pelts the windows as the little second-grader screeches and yowls, grinding herself obscenely on his penis and urging the man to do this filthy thing deep inside her small body. The desperate man's balls smack wetly against the child's pale crotch as he grunts and plunges toward climax. A lifetime of unfulfilled kiddie-sex desires swamp his overheated brain as he stares down at the child's bare nipples and feels her furry little slippers teasingly stroking his scrotum with each obscenely delicious thrust into the little girl.

The man has stopped babbling now, uttering only frantic grunts, his breath hissing through clenched teeth as he begins shaking in anticipation of the devastating ejaculation he's just about to unload deep inside the little 8-year-old kid. His tortured face twists into a grimacing grin as he feels the semen painfully bloating his quivering prostate, his straining dick drooling pre-cum into the little girl and trembling on the verge of pedophile nirvana.

DING-DONG! the doorbell sounds, followed by frantic pounding on the front door. The man's body stiffens with a jolt, as though shot in the foot.

DING-DONG! Amanda smirks as the horrified man spits out a very dirty word, trembles violently, then reluctantly sucks his slimy, quivering penis out of the little girl and drops her limp body back down onto the pillow.

Cursing, the man hops on one foot to jerk his clothes back on, stuffing his bloated dick painfully into the tight shorts. He dashes toward the front door as Amanda whips off the nightie and quickly dresses in her play clothes. She dashes down the hall to deposit the nightie and slippers in Melanie's room as she hears the front door open.

*****

The woman and child dash inside the foyer, drenched and dripping. Amanda pads into the room in her bare feet, smirking at the drenched little 10-year-old, pouting and sulking, her pretty hair all matted and plastered to her skull.

As the soaked woman and child disappear to dry off and change clothes, Amanda smiles innocently up at the man with a gap-toothed grin and an affectionate pat on the enormous lump in his pants. The man's cheeks flush pink as he grins weakly down at her and quickly brushes her hand away.

After changing clothes, Amanda's Mommy goes to the kitchen and puts a pan of milk on the stove to simmer. She rummages in the cabinet until she finds a container of cocoa powder, opens it and sees only a bit of brown dust in the bottom.

She turns off the stove burner, goes to the living room, says something to the man, then throws on a raincoat, dashes through the rain to her car and drives away. Amanda glances at a clock on the wall and smirks. She knows the nearest store in this rural area is 20 minutes away; maybe longer in this torrential rain.

The man goes to the den and punches the TV remote, then settles into a sofa as a baseball game fills the wide screen, dropping a pillow over his lap to conceal his painfully throbbing erection.

The kids go to Melanie's room to play, sitting cross-legged on the carpeted floor. The prissy little 10-year-old is still sullen as she absently dresses a Barbie doll and listens to Amanda babbling away. A naughty smirk crosses Amanda's face and she leans to whisper in the girl's ear. Little Melanie's eyes pop and she claps her hand over her open mouth as she listens. She frowns and shakes her head hard. Amanda smirks and nods, jerking up her skirt and pulling her little panties aside to display her obscenely dilated sex hole, still gleaming with her arousal.

Melanie stares in shock at the gaping little hole as Amanda curls her left hand into a fist and pumps her right index finger in and out, her lips pursed into a dreamy "ooo" expression. The pretty little 10-year-old glares at Amanda, frowning hard. Her eyes moisten, her lower lip begins to quiver, she's unable to suppress a sob.

Amanda pats Melanie's knee and continues to talk, pointing occasionally at her crotch. Melanie's expression of betrayal and disgust gradually softens, her eyes widen, and she bites her lip as she listens intently, nodding, with wide eyes.

Amanda stands, crosses to the closet and pulls out a frilly yellow dress. She holds it up and points to the flustered little 10-year-old with a naughty grin.

Her Daddy mutes the TV when his little daughter walks into the den carrying a doll and wearing the yellow dress, white knee socks and little black strap shoes. She plunks down beside him and grabs the pillow from his lap to lean against, glancing furtively down at the obvious lump in his shorts.

The little girl gazes up at her Daddy with a questioning look as she talks, and the man's cheeks flush pink. She twists into a cross-legged position on the sofa, facing him so she's sure he can see her little white panties. She glances quickly at Amanda, who grins and nods. She turns back to her Daddy, holds up the Barbie doll, lift its little skirt and slowly tugs down its little panties as she questions him.

The man blushes purple, swallows hard and rolls his eyes as he struggles to evade his little daughter's deeply troubling questions. The little girl looks up at him with wide eyes, nodding solemnly as he talks. As she answers him, she lifts her skirt and points to her panty crotch. The man's nostrils flare.

The little girl holds up her Ken doll, jerks its pants down and hunches her bony shoulders into a shrug as she points at the blank place between its legs, then points at the lump in the man's shorts. The man fires an enraged glance at smirking little Amanda, suddenly realizing what's going on. He gasps, shakes his head violently, and jerks his daughter's little hand away as she reaches to touch the lump in his shorts.

The child pouts up at her Daddy and her lower lip begins to tremble. She casts down her eyes, her bony shoulders shaking as his rejection makes tears well in her eyes. The man's abdomen clenches, he reaches to stroke away a tear with his fingertip, whispering to her, trying to explain.

When the little girl shyly reaches again, the man's eyes narrow, but he makes no move to stop her. The pretty blonde child stares with fascination as she gently pokes at it with her finger. Her tongue curls up over her upper lip in concentration as her small hand travels from base to tip, feeling its contours, its spongy firmness. She gasps quietly and bites her lower lip when she feels it jerk in her hand.

Her Daddy grimaces and shakes his head as the little girl's fingers reach for his zipper. The child pouts up at him, points down the hall toward her bedroom and whispers that she knows what just happened there. The man glances toward the closed door far down the hall, realizing that he's been betrayed. He swallows hard, then lifts his butt, quickly unzips and drops his shorts to his ankles, barely aware of his actions as waves of unthinkable shame nauseate his gut and pound in his ears.

The little girl's eyes pop round with fascination and delight as she stares at her Daddy's meaty sexual organ bouncing in the air, so engorged that the skin is shiny over the head. The man jerks as though shocked when he feels his daughter's slim fingers close around it. His lips part as he watches her play with it, tracing the bulging blue vein on the underside with the tip of one slim finger.

His daughter's chipped pink fingernail polish suddenly reminds him of an obscene child-porn photo he saw on the Internet, and the man's resolve evaporates. He reaches to drop the strap of her dress and little Melanie stiffens as she feels her Daddy touching her flat nipple. It makes her tummy tingle inside, but frightens her a little as she remembers all the lessons at school about the "bad touches" of nasty men.

Her Daddy is breathing funny now, and some stuff oozes out of the stiff thing in her hands. She touches it, feels how warm and slimy it is, and her Daddy makes a funny noise as it slowly leaks down his big thing.

The man jerks the child's little hands from his aching penis, presses her tummy to urge her back on the sofa, jerks off her little panties and dives between her skinny legs, frantically licking and sucking his daughter's little genitalia.

The little girl squeals and pounds the man's head as she feels her Daddy's tongue licking her in the dirty place. The only vaguely understood "bad touch" lectures in first grade never mentioned THAT. It's dirty down there where she pees, but her Daddy has sucked it into his mouth, Daddy is actually licking her dirty pee place with his tongue. She tosses her head and whines, frightened and shocked, begging her Daddy to stop doing this filthy thing to her.

Melanie gasps and her whole body stiffens as her Daddy's tongue finds the little feel-good button. Her arms drop limply to her sides and she drapes her skinny legs over her Daddy's shoulders, still frowning with disgust but panting rapidly as her Daddy's tongue gently licks and teases the twitching fleshy button. Her tummy trembles and a long, gurgling moan bursts from her lips as the child feels her Daddy's thick finger lightly brush over her leaking little hole, then slowly wiggle up inside.

The man groans into his daughter's slimy little sex lips as he feels his finger penetrate her deeply, without hindrance. A bubble of pre-cum leaks from his aching dick as he recalls a hazy image of the little girl grinding herself on the teddy-bear's snout and realizes that his daughter probably lost her hymen long ago, to a Fisher-Price plush toy.

The stunned little girl blindly grips her Daddy's head with both hands, reflexively hunching her small hips into his face as he licks and wiggles his thick finger deep inside the undulating, sensitive flesh of her 10-year-old vagina. Her stubby fingers stiffen in his hair, she throws back her head and screeches as the orgasm overwhelms her small body, her tummy heaving, her shiny little shoes pounding on her Daddy's back.

The spent little girl collapses back onto the sofa, blushing with deep embarrassment, frowning darkly at the nasty thing her Daddy did to her, but unable to stop gasping and trembling with orgasmic relief. She clumsily drags her slim legs off her Daddy's shoulders, smoothes her dress down to cover her bare crotch and looks up at him, pouting, her lower lip quivering.

His overstimulated dick drooling, the man looks down at his little girl, whispering to her and pointing at her crotch, with an agonized expression on his face. The little girl jerks her head down and shakes it violently, "No!, then slowly lifts her head to glance desperately at little Amanda for guidance. Amanda smirks, and once again inserts her finger into her curled fist, pumping it in and out and nodding to the shocked and confused little girl.

She cuts her eyes back to her Daddy, even more frightened now by the look on his face, a look she's never seen before. Daddy sees her fear, and manages to twist his lusting expression into a gentle smile, stroking his daughter's hair gently as he speaks. The little girl smiles shyly up at him, bites her lip, nods, reaches down to draw the hem of her little dress up to her belly button.

Grimacing with shame but unable to stop himself, the man kneels between his daughter's skinny legs and nudges the tip of his engorged dick into the warm furrow between her little sex lips.

Amanda glances at a clock on the wall and grins as she watches the blonde child's willowy legs rise and slowly curl around the man's clenched butt. She can't see the man's thing, but Amanda knows it's stiff and dripping now. It's been like that for more than an hour, now, and Amanda knows the man has been aching to feel it inside his own daughter for a long, long time. She doesn't care about the insufferable little brat, but her Daddy's desperate lust makes her tummy tingle with excitement.

Man and child both grit their teeth, grunting as the man desperately tries to squeeze his bloated penis into his 10-year-old daughter's virgin cunt. Amanda smirks to herself as she watches the man's butt wiggling, his daughter's thin legs twitching.

The child suddenly shrieks and the man groans with relief as his fat dickhead pops into his little girl and glides deeply into her slick, virginal sex hole. Burning with shame but out of his mind with lust, the man wears an agonized expression as he savors the slick warmth of his little girl's tightly squeezing vagina.

The little girl bursts into tears, her eyes squeezed shut, spittle bubbling from her lips. The man groans long and raggedly as her heaving tummy squeezes and sucks on the stiff penis deep inside.

Amanda tip-toes up behind the man, smirking at the deeply impaled little blonde girl. She doesn't look quite so smug anymore, deeply impaled by her Daddy's aching penis. Melanie stops sniffling suddenly and her eyes pop wide as she feel's her Daddy's heavy thing throbbing deep inside her, and the first glimmerings of sexual pleasure begin to overcome the pain. Her eyelids flutter, then close, and the little girl begins huffing through clenched teeth as she digs her fingernails into her Daddy's back and tentatively squirms to feel the thing move inside her.

With her eyes squeezed shut, the panting little girl can't see Amanda as she curls her small hand into the man's balls, gently squeezing his testicles and whispering filthy suggestions into the man's ear. The desperately aroused man trembles violently, growls and begins thrusting into the little girl beneath him as Amanda fondles his balls and curls her soft tongue into his ear. The little girl shivers and moans loudly, grips her Daddy's hips with her skinny legs and scrapes her fingernails down his back as she feels her Daddy's big thing pumping in and out.

Delirious with lust, his pulse thundering in his ears, the rutting man doesn't hear the footsteps as Amanda's Mommy walks down the hall toward the den. But Amanda hears the footsteps. She gives the man's wrinkled scrotum one more gentle squeeze, then steps back to point at the sweating man with a shocked look on her face just as her Mommy steps into the room.

The woman's eyes pop, her mouth gapes with horror. The bag of groceries she carries crashes to the floor, and her mouth goes round in a silent scream that finally erupts into an agonized shriek that rattles the windows -- just as the man's overstimulated penis uncontrollably jerks and heaves and ejaculates his long-pent-up desire into his little daughter.

The muted TV screen flashes "Home Run!" as the horrified man jerks his head to look at the screaming woman, stumbling over the groceries scattered on the floor to hysterically whack the man's back with her purse, shrieking and sobbing.

The man desperately jerks his wet dick out of the little girl, whirls to face the hysterical woman, his quivering penis still jerking and squirting semen onto the bedspread before her horrified eyes. His terrified daughter grabs and clings to him, sobbing and trying to shield her Daddy from the enraged, purse-slinging woman.

Amanda's Mommy stops in mid-swing, drops her purse and bursts into tears as she looks down at the frightened little girl clutching her naked Daddy for protection, her mouth slack, her teary eyes half closed, her pretty dress bunched around her waist, her molested little hole ruddy, gaping open and dripping sperm. The woman grabs Amanda by the arm and strides from the room, tears of rage streaming down her face.

Sitting in the child seat behind her Mommy, Amanda wears a smug grin as they drive away into the receding storm. She'll never have to put up with prissy little Melanie any more, she thinks to herself, as Mommy alternately sobs and hisses her disgust under her breath. It's a shame Mommy had to lose her new boyfriend, but it's better that she found out what a nasty man he really is. Better for her, and for me, she thinks.