by Pepper North
Within a few seconds, Jeremy walked into the nursery in a pair of low-slung sleep pants. Shelby’s eyes focused on his chiseled chest narrowing to a flat stomach. His full lips curved into a smile to see her kneeling at the railing with her hands wrapped around the bars. “Hi, sweetheart. Did something wake you up?”
“I need to go to the bathroom. Can you let me out?” she pleaded, rattling the bars. As her breasts jostled slightly from her movement, she wrapped an arm around her body self-consciously. When he shook his head at her as a warning, she dropped her arm slowly, remembering she was not to hide from her Daddy. Almost immediately, her concern about having an accident wiped her nudity from her mind as the pressure in her tummy grew.
“You are wearing your diaper, sweetheart. You can go to the bathroom at any time,” he answered, walking forward to release the latch close to the floor. He slid the railing down to the ground before reaching in to catch her before she could clamber from the bed. Moving her easily to lie on her back, he said with a comforting smile, “Let me help you.” He slid an arm under her knees and bent her legs to her chest. His other hand began to press firmly on her lower abdomen.
Shelby struggled when she realized she was going to lose control. Her big blue eyes looked at him, reflecting her fear. “Daddy, you want me to use my diaper?” she confirmed as she desperately tried to keep control.
“Sweetheart, you’re my Little girl. I want you to use your diaper. It’s okay; Daddy’s here. Just relax and go,” he reassured her.
She closed her eyes and allowed the pressure to overpower her resistance. A faint hissing sound filled the silent nursery. She’d used her diaper before in the privacy of her apartment, but it was so different pottying while her Daddy was watching. She peeked through her eyelashes at him. He was looking at her with caring concern, no hint of disgust or unpleasantness. When she finished, she whispered, “I’m all done, Daddy.”
He picked her up from the crib and carried her to the changing table. He leaned over and blew against her tummy, making a funny noise. The concern in her blue eyes turned to laughter as she giggled at the tickling sensation. He rubbed noses with the giggling Little girl, happy to see her smiling again. “Little girl, thank you for letting me take care of you,” he said as he unfastened the tape on each side of her diaper. He talked to her softly as he removed the diaper and cleaned her skin with wipes.
Before Shelby knew it, she was back in Jeremy’s arms, tucked in a new diaper. She laid her head against his shoulder as her arms wrapped around his neck. How could this man mean so much to her already? she wondered.
“Come to Daddy’s bed to sleep for a few hours, Little girl. I want to hold you in my arms. Do you think Mr. Paws needs to come with us?” he asked, rocking her slowly back and forth.
“Mr. Paws likes being with me, Daddy. Let’s take him,” Shelby decided. When Jeremy walked to the side of the crib, she released one of her arms around his neck and grabbed the soft bear. “I’ve got him, Daddy.” She yawned widely as she hugged the bear to her bare breasts.
Her Daddy carried her easily to his big bedroom. Jeremy set her down gently on the side of the bed where the covers were turned down. He watched her settle down into his bed as he covered her slender body to protect her from a chill. He walked around to the other side of the bed and slid under the covers. Moving to the center of the king-sized bed, Jeremy lay on his back and wrapped his arm around his Little girl as she snuggled close.
Yawning quietly, Shelby felt wrapped in warmth and love as she inhaled to smell the wonderful scent of her Daddy. He held her close as if he didn’t want her to run away. Listening to his steady heartbeat, she felt her eyelids getting heavier. Shelby sighed in contentment as she allowed herself to sleep in her Daddy’s arms. Just as she was drifting off, she felt his lips press a soft kiss to her hair.
“I’m so glad I found you, Little girl.”
Chapter 12
The next day started out totally different for Shelby than she normally experienced at home—with a few Little exceptions. Warm lips captured hers as they softly teased hers apart. Shelby’s arms wrapped around her Daddy as her eyes fluttered open. Her blue eyes met his warm brown ones. Her lips automatically curved into a smile against his. She had slept so well held in Jeremy’s strong arms. As his kisses roamed down her neck, she allowed her fingers to explore his hard chest.
Tracing the muscles, Shelby loved the feel of his flesh under her hands. She allowed her hands to drift lower as she traced the trail of light hair down his abdomen to his coarse pubic hair. She tugged at the curly hair when his lips closed around her nipple. Shelby allowed her fingers to move lower to wrap around the base of his large penis. Moving hand over hand, she began to stroke his erection, trying to imagine how this large man fit inside her body. She tightened her fingers when he bit down slightly on her nipple. His groan of arousal went straight to her core.
His fingers unfastened her dry diaper and tugged it from her body to drop it over the side of the bed. Immediately, his knee parted hers as his muscular thigh pressed between her legs. Those devilish fingers followed to explore the wetness that had begun gathering at the V of her thighs. “Oh, Little girl! You are so wet for Daddy,” he praised her as his fingertips traced her inner labia and started to circle her clitoris.
A blaze of arousal burst through Shelby as her Daddy excited her body with his touch. Automatically, she spread her legs wider to allow him free access to her body. His low voice crooning, “Good girl,” made her arch toward his hand as he pressed two fingers inside her vagina. She was still a bit sore from his previous lovemaking, but her arousal changed any twinges of discomfort as he began to stretch her tight channel with his fingers into additional stimulation.
“Please,” she moaned as her fingers tightened around his penis, drawing a low growl from her Daddy. His lips slammed down on hers, forcing her lips open to admit his tongue. As he shifted her to her back, Jeremy moved between her legs. His body dominated her, pressing her down into the mattress as his kiss raised her excitement to a level where she reacted physically without thinking. Her hands lost contact with his penis and raised to wrap around his shoulders as she tried to hold on to something stable. When he shifted to the side, a quick “no” escaped from her mouth as she clutched his shoulders desperately.
“Shhhh, Little girl, I’m not going anywhere. Just let me protect you, okay, sweetheart?” Jeremy gave her a hard, quick kiss. Lifting his head, he leaned toward the nightside table to remove a foil packet from the drawer. Quickly, he opened and rolled the condom onto his erection before resettling between her thighs.
“Now, please,” the Little girl begged as she lifted herself toward her Daddy eagerly. As he fit his erection at the entrance to her vagina, Shelby wove her fingers through his thick hair, pulling his lips back to hers. His tongue eagerly invaded hers as his body slid slowly into her tight channel. She could feel his fingers brush against her clitoris as he began to move in her body.
Neither of them could resist the urgent need to come together passionately. Raw and demanding, their bodies crashed together and parted as their passion grew. Jeremy held his climax at bay until he felt her body clamp around his penis. As his Little girl clung to him to make his strong body her stability in the avalanche of pleasure, he pulled her tightly against him as his body erupted in his own climax. Collapsing to the side, he pulled her close as they struggled to regain their breath.
Minutes later, they finally stirred against each other. Jeremy could tell from her squirming that his Little girl needed to use her diaper. He reached over the side of the bed and retrieved the diaper. Wrapping it around her hips, he kissed her lightly before encouraging her, “Potty, sweetheart.”
With a sigh of relief, she emptied her bladder before allowing her Daddy to carry her to the nursery to get her clean. He wrapped her in a fresh diaper before washing her face with a warm cloth. They picked out what she would wear, and he helped her dress. Then her caring Daddy left Shelby at the mir
ror in the bathroom to do her big girl makeup while he showered and dressed quickly. At breakfast, Shelby got to sit in her highchair. Jeremy enjoyed feeding her scrambled eggs as she munched on cinnamon toast fingers. After washing her hands and lips free of cinnamon, Jeremy helped her jump down from the highchair.
“Play with your toys for a few minutes in your nursery while I clean up the kitchen,” Jeremy instructed, giving her a smart swat on the bottom.
Covering her bottom with a gasp, Shelby scurried to the nursery. Sitting at the toy chest, she had fun playing with the stuffies and puzzles. When her Daddy came in, she reluctantly helped him clean up her toys. She looked back over her shoulder, wishing she could just stay in her nursery.
“Soon, Little girl, you’ll stay with Daddy at home always.”
Chapter 13
Shelby spent time looking around at all the other employees laughing and joking with each other as they moved around the office. She would miss interacting with some people, but spending time with her Daddy was so much more important to her. The area her Daddy had shown her yesterday was remote and isolated. The idea that it would be an area for age play Littles and their parents to live openly was beyond thrilling to Shelby. Even while she fantasized about finding her Daddies, she had worried about being different or being judged. There, Littles would be protected and cherished.
She moved slightly on her office chair, feeling the crinkle of the diaper under her hips. She smiled to herself as she busily began working on the pile of papers her new supervisor had given her. He hadn’t even blinked when the owner of the company had informed him that his new subordinate would be working from a home office. She was now set up to begin working from home starting tomorrow. She’d been startled at the change in plans, her mind boggled at the changes happening in her life so quickly.
On the way home, Jeremy informed her that his best friend from childhood was coming to visit and give them his opinion about the house plans Jeremy had created for SANCTUM. Seeing the panic in Shelby's eyes, he laid his hand over hers and squeezed her fingers.
“Little girl, I know you’re worried about someone seeing you as a Little. My friend Beau will understand. He and I are very close and both realized we needed to find a Little girl to be happy many years ago. He will be very happy to meet you. You can relax. He will not judge you in any way. He will be envious that we have found each other, okay?”
Her shoulders lowered as her tension eased slightly. “Really? He’s a Daddy?”
“Yes, sweetheart. Unfortunately, he hasn’t found his forever Little girl yet.” Jeremy put a large hand over her thigh and squeezed gently. “We’ll order some pizza and make it a party. What’s your favorite pizza?” He squeezed her fingers again.
“Hawaiian. You know, the kind with pepperoni and pineapple. It’s so yummy! What your favorite?” She smiled at him.
“My favorite has everything on it,” he laughed, “except pineapple.”
“You like mushrooms? And what’s wrong with pineapple?” she asked indignantly.
“Fruit doesn’t go on pizza. Mushrooms are amazing on Italian food,” he explained, enjoying her expressions. His Little girl’s face was a mirror of her emotions. He loved learning to read her feelings.
The debate on pizza toppings playfully continued until they reached Jeremy’s home. After a fresh diaper for the squirming Little girl, Jeremy ordered two pizzas to be delivered. He helped Shelby change from her big girl clothes to wear one of his tee shirts. It was comfortable and long enough to cover her to mid-thigh like a short dress. Shelby played in her nursery with Mr. Paws while her Daddy changed from his suit into jeans and a tee shirt.
Shelby worried as she played. She knew Beau was important to her Daddy, and she wanted him to like her. When the doorbell rang, she tiptoed to the hallway and listened to the two men greeting each other. There was a lot of laughter and back slapping. She smiled and sneaked down the hallway to peek around the corner. Her hands went to her tummy. As she looked at the tall, dark-haired man, she felt that warm feeling ignite again in her tummy, the same feeling that had started when she met her Daddy. What does it mean? she asked herself worriedly. Her fantasy of having two Daddies flashed into her mind, and she scurried around the corner to brace herself against the wall.
“Was that your Little girl?” she heard a voice even deeper than her Daddy’s ask.
“Shelby, are you hiding from us? Come meet Beau. He’s waiting to talk to you.”
Shelby hesitated and then walked around the corner. Her nervous hands gripped the bottom of her borrowed tee shirt, holding it down. She walked to the two men and stood partially hidden behind her Daddy. The warmth in her stomach grew. Shelby tried to ignore it as she looked up at the tall man and quietly said, “Hi, Mr.… I’m sorry; I don’t know your last name.” She held her hand out to shake his.
“Hello! Aren’t you a beautiful Little girl?” He paused as he took her hand. His eyes locked with hers, and his fingers tightened, holding her securely as if he didn’t want to let her go. It seemed like minutes passed, but Shelby knew it was just a few seconds before he continued, “Just call me, Beau.”
When he released her hand, she hurried to her Daddy’s side. Hiding partially behind him as she tried to gather her thoughts, Shelby was very happy when the pizza delivery guy walked up the sidewalk to provide a distraction.
“Go on inside, sweetheart. I’ll bring in the pizza. Let’s eat in the kitchen. Will you show Beau the way?” Jeremy asked.
When the large man held out his hand, Shelby took it reluctantly. Nervous, she began to chatter as she tugged him quickly to the kitchen. “Beau? How long have you known my Daddy? Do you have a puppy or a kitty? What’s your favorite color?” she rapidly asked, trying to fill the quiet.
“Wow, Little girl! You have so many questions,” Beau laughed. His fingers moved across hers, enjoying the contact of their hands. He was sorry when they reached the kitchen, and she tugged her hand from his. “I bet this is your highchair. Let me help you jump up into it.” His hand wrapped around her ribcage before she could protest and lifted her easily into the chair. He fastened her tray into place and sat next to her at the table.
“Let’s see. I have known your Daddy for a little over twenty years. I had a shaggy mutt named Goofy when I was young, but I move around too much now to have a dog, unfortunately. And my favorite color is green. Now, it’s your turn.”
Shelby’s hands twisted restlessly on the tray. She tried to look anywhere but at the handsome man. “Ummmm, I’ve known Daddy for about a week, but it seems longer. I’ve never had a pet, but I love animals. My favorite color is purple.”
“Shelby, princess,” his low voice almost stroked across her skin. “I think I’m making you nervous. I really want to get to know you. I would never do anything to hurt you.” When her eyes met his, he continued, “I’m a good guy, princess. I promise.
She nodded slowly.
“Well, have the two of you gotten acquainted now? Beau, Shelby wanted Hawaiian pizza, and I wanted everything. I hope you like one of those choices,” Jeremy continued without noticing the ambiance in the room was a little tense.
Beau smiled at the Little girl in the highchair and answered, “I love both. Can I start out with a piece of each? All of a sudden, I’m starving!”
The atmosphere in the kitchen became more lighthearted as they dived into the pizza. The men washed theirs down with iced tea while Shelby had a sippy cup of milk and another of water. Shelby had fun listening to the men talk about their secondary school days and their time in college. The two definitely had enjoyed many adventures together. She ate a couple of pieces, proclaiming her pizza the best Hawaiian pizza she had ever eaten.
Sitting back with her tummy full, Shelby watched the two men interact. They had almost opposite personalities. While both were well educated and spoken, Jeremy was more talkative and outgoing. Beau didn’t say a lot, but when he did, the impact of his additional comments pushed the conversation in a differe
nt direction. He had dry humor to Jeremy’s quick wit. The men could be described similarly: tall and muscular with brown hair. But they were so different. She would never confuse Jeremy’s warm brown eyes with Beau’s green eyes, which hinted at a depth of passion that sent a shiver down her spine.
With the pizza decimated, the two men cleared the table and spread out the house plans Jeremy had created. Shelby had a bird's-eye view of the plans as the men debated any changes that should be made. To her eyes, it looked amazing. The side that overlooked the vast property seemed to consist mainly of windows. She could just imagine how beautiful it would be to look out over the scenery in all the seasons. Soon, the details started blurring in her mind as her full tummy and the eventful last day at the office combined to make her tired. When she laid her head down on her tray as her eyes closed sleepily, she missed the look the two men exchanged. With a murmur of softly spoken words, the two men stood and said their goodbyes.
She felt a warm hand stroke her hair from her face. Beau’s low voice wrapped around her heart, “Sleep well, princess. I’ll see you soon.”
Chapter 14
The house was underway the next time Beau came to visit. Shelby and Jeremy were very comfortable in their lives as Daddy and Little girl. Jeremy still made her tingle all the way down to her toes when he touched her. Shelby loved their lives together but worried quietly due to her dreams about Beau making love to her alone and in a mind-blowing threesome with Jeremy. She hadn’t told her Daddy about her dreams. She knew that was naughty, but she was afraid she would lose him. She loved her Daddy with all her heart, and she knew he loved her as well, more than she’d ever dreamed a man would care about her.
