“So, what’s the plan for today?” my dad asked, coming up behind me.
“I thought our little princess would put on some of the pretty new outfits I picked out for her by the pool,” Ron said, winking at me. “Then, we can take some pictures and play a few games to get ready for the party.”
“Sounds perfect,” my daddy said, putting his arm on my shoulder. “We played a little game in the car. Do you want to tell Ron about it, sweetie?”
I blushed. “It was, uh, really fun. I don’t really know how to describe it.”
“Well, just do your best, kiddo,” Ron offered, smiling encouragingly. “Did your daddy do something to you?”
“Uh-huh.”
“What’d he do?”
“Well, um…” I said, trying to think how to describe it. “First, he, uh, starting touching my thighs. Like, down here.”
I ran my hands down to my thighs, showing Ron exactly where my daddy touched me.
“Oooh, sounds like fun. What next?”
“Then… He slid his fingers inside my shorts. Like this,” I said, showing him how my daddy had worked his fingers into my shorts. I pulled the crotch of my shorts to the side a little bit so Ron could see my panties. I was suddenly a little embarrassed, since they were still pretty wet and sticky but Ron has seen me in my panties so many times, who cares?
“Oh, this sounds like a great game. Then what did he do?”
“Well, then, he rubbed me here. Like this.” I pressed my fingers along my hot little mound through my panties.
“Good, good. What came next?”
“She did,” my dad said with a wink. Ron guffawed.
“Then my dad put his fingers, um, inside me, I guess… Like this. See?” I slid my fingers into my still moist and sticky pussy and squatted a little bit so Ron could see what I was doing.
“Oh, boy! Sounds like you had fun!”
“I sure did. I started to feel really good. Especially when daddy started touching my… Um, my clitty.”
“Your clitty? What’s that?”
I looked at my daddy for help. He nodded gently.
“Why don’t you show Ron?”
I unzipped my shorts and slid down my panties, revealing my soft, shaved mound to the cool air. It was still super wet and sticky!
“It’s this. See?” I asked, spreading my pussy apart with my fingers and showing him the hiding little nub of flesh.
“You know, sweetheart, I can’t quite see it. My eyes aren’t so good. Do you mind if I get a closer look?”
“No problem!”
He got down on his knees and pulled me close, his hands on my butt.
“Do you see it now?” I asked, still spreading myself open wide for him.
“You know, I think I do! Is it this here?” he replied, poking my clit with his finger. I yelped at the sudden pleasant touch.
“Yep! That’s… that’s it!”
“And that’s called your clitty?”
“Sure is.”
“Learn something new every day, huh?” Ron said, shooting a grin at my daddy. “What happened next?”
“Well, I got really, really wet and daddy put more fingers in me and that hurt a little bit.”
“Oh no!”
“But then he made me suck his fingers and when he put them back it, it was a lot easier. A lot, a lot easier.”
“Phew! Good to hear. How did you suck your fingers?”
“Like this,” I said. I reached down and dug my fingers into my pussy, just one this time. I stroked it up and down, getting it nice and sticky, giving some special attention to my clitty, which had gone a whole half-hour without getting rubbed! Then, I slid my finger into my mouth as far back as it would go, sliding it in and out, over and over.
“Only one finger?”
I shook my head and slid my other two fingers along my pussy, getting them nice and sticky. Then, I took them in my mouth and slid them all the way back into my throat.
“Wow! You sure are a pro at that, hun,” Ron said, giving my butt an approving squeeze. I wiggled it gratefully, pressing my butt into his hands.
“And then, he put them back inside my pussy like this,” I said, sliding my wet fingers inside myself. I took a deep breath, whimpering as my wet cunny engulfed my fingers. My hole squeezed them tight as I stroked them in and out.
“Was that all he did?”
“Of course not! He rubbed my clitty too, like this,” I said, using my thumb just as daddy had to rub my swollen little nub. I was getting really into this now, moaning and rubbing myself just like my daddy had been doing not too long before. Ron stood up and held up his camera. He snapped off a few pictures from different angles as I rubbed and pleasured myself.
I looked to my daddy for approval and he just nodded.
“Don’t worry, sweetie. This is just our little game. Ron’s taking pictures so other little girl’s daddies will know how to play with them.”
“Oh, good,” I breathed heavily and huskily, speeding up my fingers on my pussy.
“Just remember, kiddo…” Ron said from behind his camera.
“Don’t. Tell…”
I felt the same feelings from before building in my tummy as I finished daddy’s familiar saying:
“Mom!” I squealed and almost fell over, I was shaking so much from the way my pussy trembled and squeezed my fingers. My breathing was coming fast and heavy now and I stroked my quivering pink lips gently, each touch sending jolts up my spine and through my entire body.
“Well, it looks like you’ve learned to play that game pretty well,” Ron said with a great big smile, as he looked over the pictures on his camera. “Why don’t we go out by the pool and you can learn some other games?”
“Okay!” I said, my legs shaking as I zipped up my shorts.
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Ron led me through the gorgeous house: the winding hallways, the luxurious living room with its leather sofas, its jacuzzi in the corner, leading out onto a balcony. There was a huge, big-screen TV too, the kind that only really rich people have. I was super impressed!
We came out onto the patio, which led out into the backyard, with its huge pool and tropical plants surrounding it. On a long table facing us when we emerged were tons of clothes: bikinis, bras, thongs, short little skirts, sexy little black dresses, hula skirts, scarves, and beautiful silk robes! There was jewelry too—necklaces and earrings and belly button studs and rings!
“Wow!” I gasped when I saw it.
“Put on what you like, sweetheart,” my daddy said. “You can try on a few outfits and keep what you like. We’ll take pictures and play some games then.”
“Really, daddy?” I gasped, approaching the table.
“Really,” Ron said with a grin. He was busy setting up a tripod for his camera and, I noticed, playing with a video camera he already had set up out here.
I looked over the outfits and finally selected something I knew Ron and my daddy would like. It was a middle-eastern looking belly dancer’s outfit, complete with jangly bangles and all sorts of spiffy silk scarves! I gathered it up and started to go inside to change when daddy stopped me.
“Since you’re a big girl now,” he said with a smile. “You can change in front of us.”
“Really, daddy?” Are you sure?”
“Mhm.”
Ron clicked on the video camera and I saw its red light go on. I knew from videos Ron had made of me dancing before that this meant the light was on and I was supposed to start performing!
I took a deep breath and slid my tank-top off. Did I mention I wasn’t even wearing a bra underneath? Honestly, my boobs are so small and so perky and firm that I don’t really need to wear a bra. They just sort of stay where they are, bouncing a little bit every now and then, but no one complains about that, or when my nipples poke through my shirt!
The cold air coming off the pool made my nipples harden and I shivered a little bit. I slid my hands down my belly and unzipped my shorts as I had done before. I slid them down
my legs and tossed them away, since I had more exciting clothes to worry about. Then, I bent over, turning my butt towards Ron’s camera, letting him see my thong ride up into my butt cheeks. I knew he especially loved that! I slid my thong down my smooth legs and gave my butt a little wiggle, shooting Ron a smile over my shoulder as I did. My daddy was grinning the whole time and his smile grew even bigger when I turned around, totally naked.
I pulled on the belly dancer’s outfit, not even bothering to put on underwear. I shook my hips a little, making the little copper cymbals on the skirt jingle. My daddy sent me to belly dancing lessons when I was a little younger (we told mommy I was going to dance classes but we didn’t tell her what kind of dance… that was another secret!) and I still remembered how to wiggle and move my hips in a way that made my belly twist and dance for Ron and daddy. I danced around the table and up to the camera, smiling and blowing kisses.
My daddy motioned to me to take off the top and I obeyed, shaking it off and wiggling my little boobs as I did so. I squeezed my titties tight, letting my flesh flow through my fingers and letting my hard nipples poke through them. I stroked my nipples for the camera, a big smile on my face. I could tell my daddy and Ron were liking this, because they were both stroking their own crotches.
Then, my daddy did something very unexpected. He unzipped his own pants! He came up to me, coming into Ron’s shot and I danced around him rubbing my little butt against his crotch.
“That’s a good girl,” daddy said with a smile. “Dance for daddy!”
“I love dancing for you, daddy,” I replied. Ron was taking pictures now too, as I bent over, rubbing my butt against the hardness in daddy’s pants.
“Are you ready to play a new game?” my daddy asked.
“Of course! I’m always ready for new games!”
My daddy pulled something big and hard out of his pants. I gasped. It was his… his… cock! I knew that word from the way my girlfriends talked about their boyfriends but I’d never seen one in person. It was so big and hard and hairy! It twitched and trembled and it seemed like it was stretching out towards my face, ready to bop me on the nose if I got too close!
“What’s the game, daddy?” I asked, transfixed by the sight of his cock.
“It’s simple, sweety. There’s a creamy treat hiding from you in here,” he said, pointing at his cock. “This is my cock, by the way. Do you know that word? It means penis but it’s a more fun word, don’t you think?”
I nodded dumbly, feeling weird feelings in my pussy as I looked at my daddy’s cock.
“You’ve got to do whatever you can to get the creamy treat out of there. Now, I recommend licking, sucking, stroking, rubbing… But you can try other things too. And it doesn’t count if you don’t swallow it!”
I nodded with determination, taking my daddy’s cock in both hands. If there was one thing I hated, it was losing and I wasn’t about to lose this game! Especially not on my birthday.
I began to stroke his hard shaft with both hands, wrapping my fingers around him and rubbing his skin up and down, up and down, loving the way it throbbed in my hands. My father moaned softly.
“And the closer you get to your creamy treat, the better it makes me feel,” my daddy offered.
“Really, daddy?”
“Really.”
“I want to make you feel good, daddy,” I said determinedly, starting to stroke him faster, rubbing his fat daddy cock with my little palms.
“I know you do, sweetie. And after you’re done, you cane make Ron feel good too!”
“Hooray!” I exclaimed, eager to please. My daddy’s cock was twitching in my fingers, so I decided I’d better try putting it in my mouth. I opened my lips wide, and engulfed my daddy as best I could, rubbing my Hannah Montana lip gloss all over his thick shaft as I took him deep. His cock slid down my sweet little throat and I suddenly understood why daddy and I had always played the banana game! That was just training for when I got older and I could play even better games with daddy and Ron!
Still, it was hard to take daddy’s cock without gagging and he didn’t make it any easier when he gripped me by the hair and forced my mouth further onto his cock. I gagged and sputtered but I still managed to open up my throat and take that hard meat deeper and deeper, sucking it down like a big lollipop or, of course, my banana treats.
Then, daddy used my hair to guide my mouth on and off his cock. I felt like he was using my face to stroke his cock, like I was some sort of fun toy for him to play with! It was a great feeling, knowing that my daddy could enjoy my mouth and my face like that, even though it kind of hurt and make me choke and gag. Tears were coming to my eyes as his thick cock cut off my air supply and made me choke even worse but I just squeezed my eyes shut and tried to focus on licking my daddy’s cock with my tongue as it slid in and out of my mouth.
Ron zoomed in on my face as I blinked and tears rolled down my cheeks.
“What’s wrong, baby doll?” my daddy asked, easing his cock out of my mouth.
“It’s hard, daddy. Your cock is choking me.”
“I’m sorry, sweetie. But that’s the only way to get the creamy surprise. You want your creamy surprise, right? You want to be able to make daddy happy, don’t you? You don’t want to lose, do you?”
I shook my head.
“No, daddy. I want to win your creamy surprise.”
“And if you can’t swallow daddy’s cock, you’ll never be able to manage Ron’s cock. And he was so excited that you were finally old enough to suck on his cock and get his creamy surprise! He’s been looking forward to it all year. You’re not going to disappoint Ron, are you?”
“No, daddy. No, I can do it, daddy.”
“That’s my good girl. I believe in you. And so does Ron.”
“I sure do!” put in Ron helpfully from behind his camera as I slid my mouth slowly over my daddy’s cock once more. It pushed into my throat, going all the way down once more but I was determined to take it this time without crying. I began to bob my head, sliding my nose all the way into my daddy’s scratchy pubic hair and then all the way our, bouncing my head on his cock. My daddy cooed and moaned softly, guiding me with his firm grip on my hair.
“That’s perfect, baby doll. Your sweet little lips were made to suck cock. This is what you’re best at: sucking your daddy’s cock. You’re such a sweet little girl.”
This made me so happy and I knew, I just knew, that I was close to getting daddy’s creamy surprise! I bobbed my head faster and faster and daddy, he was so sweet, helping me to suck his cock better by pulling me by the hair onto his big, thick daddy meat, and then forcing me off. The cock invaded my throat over and over and over but I loved it!
Finally, I felt my daddy’s cock starting to spasm and twitch. This was just like what I had experienced when my daddy was touching me! Wow, was he feeling those same incredible feelings that I had felt back in the car? I could only imagine… And then I felt it: my daddy’s creamy surprise! His cream shot out of his cock, filling up my mouth and sticking to the back of my throat. Mmm, it was good—thick and salty.
“That’s my good girl,” my daddy grunted as he finished in my mouth, emptying his creamy surprise in my sweet little throat.
“Not bad,” Ron said approvingly. “Not bad at all.”
My daddy gave me so much, it was dribbling out of my mouth, like when I would drink milk and my friend Rachel would stick a straw up her nose and I would start laughing so hard I spit milk everywhere!
But I finally swallowed it all down, even if though there was so much and it was so thick!
“How was that, sweetheart?”
I smacked my lips appreciatively.
“That was delicious, daddy!”
“Perfect. Now, you’ll do the same for Ron.”
Ron was already advancing on me. He handed off the camera to my daddy and pulled me close. He smelled like cigarettes and cheese.
“That’s a good little girl,” Ron whispered, kissing my cheek. “You
have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to turn eighteen.”
I giggled and reached down to his crotch where I felt his big, hard cock. I unzipped his pants and dug around in there, feeling his thick tufts of wiry hair and then my prize: his big, hard cock. Ron cupped my boobies and flicked my nipples. He reached one of his big hairy hands under my little belly dancer’s skirt and cupped my ass. He slid one of his fingers between my butt cheeks and poked my tight little butthole.
“Yow!” I yelped in surprise. That was such a dirty spot!
“Pretty sensitive there, huh?” Ron said with a giant grin. He tickled and teased my puckered little hole while I pulled out his great big cock and began to stroke it. It was shorter than my daddy’s but much, much thicker. It was almost thicker around than it was long! I was totally mesmerized as I played with that thick piece of meat, stroking and teasing it with my soft fingers. I planted a big kiss right on the tip and Ron’s fingers found their way to my pussy, sliding inside. I moaned onto the tip of his cock, slathering it with my soft, pink tongue. Ron grunted and groaned.
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