Stories written by Mystic

~Within the furthest reaches of the heart lie those desires whose name one dares not speak. So seductive, so intoxicating, so indulgent, our most private passions burn at the molten core of our being, luring us to the very heights of ecstacy and depths of despair. Through the ages, the words of impassioned lovers have transformed a virginal sheet of paper into a sanctuary for a restless heart. The expression of ones own desires - unedited, undiluted, uninhibited...indulge yourself, if you dare.~     ....Mystic

Mystic's Bedtime Story

....the last weeks' stories

A Walk in the Park, part 1
A Walk in the Park, part 2
A Walk in the Park, part 3
A Walk in the Park, part 4
A Walk in the Park, part 5
A Walk in the Park, part 6
A Walk in the Park, part 7


A Walk in the Park, ch 8
(written by Mystic, inspired by mrdouble)


The days passed and Tom did his best to contain himself around his little beauty. Danielle wanted to play with her daddy some more, but because of what he had said about only bad girls doing things like that, she thought it best not to say anything to her father. Tom's wife was ecstatic, seeing a wonderful change in her husband. He seemed more attentive, taking an interest in being home more and spending "quality time" with his family.

Tom worked with computers, mainly designing websites, so when the opportunity came to work from home, he grabbed it. The thought of being home everyday when little Danielle came home from school was too much for him to take. It didn't take much to set up a small office in the house, and within a few weeks, it was a done deal.

Working from home, Tom found that his day moved at a more relaxed pace. Because he had more free time on his hands, he found himself plotting and fantasizing about his little girl, and the hours that passed seemed like an eternity as he waited for his baby to come to him. When Danielle finally came home, he greeted her at the door, copping a feel of her lovely bottom when he hugged her. He made her a snack and let her watch television while she ate. Tom watched his angel eat her snack, his heart pounding and pulse racing with every bite she took. He focused on her little mouth, her sweet, full lips...she looked so sweet, so pure...so sexy.

Danielle finished her snack and went to change into her after school clothes. Tom followed close on her heels and stood in the doorway as his young daughter took off her shoes and socks. His eyes traveled upwards to her slender legs, over her knees to where the hem of her dress hung. He imagined feeling her smooth skin and running his hands along her small, delicate body.

Tom noticed Danielle trying to unzip her dress, though she was having a great degree of difficulty as the zipper was in the back.

"Need some help, sweetie?" Tom asked. Danielle nodded in response.

He sat on the edge of her bed and told Danielle to stand in front of him. As she positioned herself between his legs, Tom lifted his hands to the neckline of her dress. With one hand, he gathered her hair and placed it over her shoulder, enjoying the silky smooth feeling of the thin strands as they passed over his fingers. He looked at her now exposed neck, and traced his fingers down the dress, along the zipper, before taking the pull in his hand. Tom rested one hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently while he ever so slowly unzipped his daughters dress.

Danielle didn't move a muscle. She felt her daddy's hands on her, and it made her feel warm inside. She like the way he touched her, she liked the funny feeling it gave her. The feeling she wanted more of, but didn't know how to get. As she stood in front of her daddy, she heard his breathing get heavier as he unzipped her dress. Something inside her told her not to move...and she didn't.

Tom's eyes fell on his daughter's exposed back. With his fingers, he lightly touched her skin, his cock jumping to attention when he felt her smoothness. A small moan escaped his lips and now his hands were on her, rubbing her bare shoulders, feeling himself get hotter and harder.

His mind was flooded with thought of just taking and using his little girl right then and there, but Tom was a patient man. He knew if he played his cards right, he wouldn't have to force his baby to do anything...she'd be begging to please him.

Tom stood up and sat on the floor in front of Danielle so he was at eye level with her waist. He stared up at her, with his hungry eyes gleaming, wanting so much from this young piece of flesh. Danielle just looked at him, a small smile on her beautiful lips. Without a word, Tom reached up and took the thin spaghetti straps of his daughters little sundress and pushed them gently off her shoulders.

As if in a trance, Danielle remained still, the butterflies in her tummy flying more furiously with each passing moment. Licking his lips, Tom pulled down the thin fabric of Danielle's dress, exposing the top of her yet to be formed breasts. Taking a deep breath before he continued on, Tom then tugged at the material a bit more, watching it uncover two tiny, pink nipples that his mouth watered for. Letting the dress hang at her waist, Tom took his hands, placing them on Danielle's shoulders once again. He squeezed them gently, feeling his cock straining against his trousers.

Breaking the silence, Tom finally spoke. "You're my good little girl, aren't you, princess?"

"Y-yess, daddy." Danielle responded, her voice trembling with excitement and fear of the unknown.

"And good girls do what their Daddies want, right baby?" Tom asked.

"Umm hmm."

"That's right. You know, daddy hasn't forgotten about what he saw you doing in the woods with that man."

Danielle's eyes grew wide, and she said nothing.

Taking his hands, he ran them over her arms and back up to her shoulders before straying lower, to the perfect circles on Danielle's chest. Tom allowed his thumbs to brush over his daughters nipples, causing her to gasp.

"Shhh, baby...it's OK. Daddy just want to get a better look at you. You're growing up so fast, you know. I bet you have a lot of questions about things."

Danielle nodded.

"Like what you were doing with the man in the woods, and why you probably have a funny feeling inside your tummy right now."

"How did you know, daddy?" Danielle asked.

Managing to control a wicked grin, Tom just continued to massage his baby's nipples, running his fingers in tiny little circles over them.

"I know because all little girls feel this way when their daddies touch them." Tom said. "Do you remember when daddy showed you his cock and let you touch it?"

Danielle nodded, watching her fathers hands on her small body. Tom then took the dress and pulled it down, letting it fall to the floor. He stood up and carried Danielle over to the bed, laying her down.

"What kinds of questions do you have for daddy? It's OK, you can ask me anything, sweetheart." Tom whispered, his voice cracking.

Thinking for a moment, Danielle finally responded, "Can I see it again?"

Smiling, Tom removed his pants, all the while staring into his angel's eyes. He pulled down his boxers, and stood naked before his little girl, amazed that he was doing this. In the back of his head he knew this was wrong, but something had come over him lately, and he no longer cared. Since his daughter wasn't putting up a fight, he reasoned that she must want it as much as he did.

Tom looked at his daughter, laying on the bed...naked except for the thin white panties she wore. His cock stood at attention as his eyes explored his little girl's body.

"C-can I touch it again?" Danielle asked, hesitantly.

"Of course you can baby." Tom replied, trying to hide his eagerness.

Slowly, Danielle reached up and took her father's cock in her small hands.

"Remember what daddy showed you? Rubbing my cock up and down makes me feel good."

"Yes, daddy, I member."

Danielle's little hands held Tom's hard cock, stroking it slowly up and down, fascinated with the warm piece of flesh it held.

"Oh, that's good, baby...just like that." Tom whispered.

Tom took his hands and reached down between his daughter's legs, tracing her plumpness through her panties. "Does this feel good for you, baby?" Tom asked.

"Y-yesss, daddy. I like that."

"Makes you feel funny, hmm? In your tummy? Yes, that's it honey, keep stroking daddy's cock."

One of Tom's hands continued to rub Danielle's small nipples, and the other hand pressed along her slit, feeling heat, searching for the little button that would make Danielle feel even better.

"Baby, do you remember in the park, when you kissed that man's cock?"

"Yes, daddy...he said it was giving me special juice as a present." Danielle replied.

"That's right, baby...well, daddy's cock wants to give you the same present, would you like that?"

Danielle nodded after a moment, and Tom thought he would explode right then and there. He tried hard to hold back, but feeling his daughter and watching her little hands jerk him off was almost too much to handle.

"Why don't you sit up for a moment, sweetie, so you can reach it better wit your mouth." Tom said.

Danielle sat up, her little legs dangling off the side of the bed. Tom reached behind her head and brought her mouth closer to his hardness. "Open wide, sweetie."

Tom's daughter did as she was told, and Tom placed just the very tip of his cock inside her pouty little mouth. He continued fondling her nipples and caressing her slit, finding her small clit and rubbing back and forth against it.

Danielle's tongue licked her daddy's cock slowly at first, hesitantly. Deciding she enjoyed the feel of his hard cock in her mouth, Danielle closed her lips around it and began suckling, as if on instinct. Tom felt his balls tighten and knew he wouldn't last long. He watched the swollen head of his cock disappear into his baby girl's mouth and began rubbing her clitty faster and faster, still unsure if she was able to cum, but knowing it made her feel good, nonetheless. Tom heard Danielle's breather quicken, and thought he heard a slight moan from her...but with her being gagged with his cockhead, it was hard to tell...though he did feel the vibration against his dick.

"That's it baby...suck daddy's cock like a good little girl." Tom whispered, his head spinning. "Yeah, you want to be daddy's good little cock sucker, don't you? Mmm, that's it, honey, just suck it," Tom continued, "Daddy has plans for you, baby, he's gonna make you feel real good."

Danielle sucked happily on her father's cock, feeling the tip pulse inside of her mouth. Tom felt his balls tighten even more and knew he had to cum.

"OK, baby, now use your hands again." Tom said, barely able to utter the words. He didn't want to cum in his daughter's mouth and frighten her...just yet.

Danielle did as she was told and Tom had her close her eyes again. Still rubbing his baby's slit, Tom positioned his cock so it pointed towards his daughters lap. Within seconds he felt himself pulse and throb, his balls tighten and with his eyes on Danielle's little panty covered pussy, Tom began to shoot his load.

"Ohh, fuck!" Tom moaned as his cum fell onto Danielle's lap, "I'm cumming! Daddy's cumming all over his baby's pussy...that's it, honey, don't stop...don't stop jerking daddy's cock...do it...oh God, yes!"

Danielle didn't dare stop whatever it was she was doing to make her daddy feel so good. She continued to pump his prick hard and fast with her hands, amazed at the wonderful sensation that ran through her body as she did it. She felt something warm on her cunny, but couldn't quite figure out what it was from, though she didn't dare open her eyes.

Tom kneeled on the floor next to the bed and had Danielle stand in front of him. He felt weak, but managed to wipe off her panties as much as he could with a tissue. Sitting her back on the bed, Tom kissed Danielle on the lips gently and told her to open her eyes. She looked at him, studying the tired, yet satisfied look on her father's face.

"Did you enjoy that, honey?" Tom asked...breathless.

"Yes, daddy...but, I have a question."

"What is it, baby?"

"What's cumming mean?" Danielle asked, an inquisitive look on her sweet, innocent face.

Tom smiled wickedly at his daughter, his head filling with all sorts of possibilities as his cock began to swell again...


to be continued. A Walk in the Park, ch 7
(written by Mystic, inspired by mrdouble)


Charles stood there, stunned. This was the farthest he’d ever dared to go with little Danielle and as luck would have it, it’s the one time they were caught. He quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants and stammered while he tried to find the appropriate words for this sticky situation. Tom knew an opportunity when he saw one, and he also knew that at some point he might need Charles’ help.

“I-I’m so...I uh...Don’t know what to say, it’s just that...” Charles stuttered.

Putting Charles’ fears to rest a bit, Tom interrupted with a wink and said, “I think it’s best if you leave now.”

Charles didn’t need to be told twice, in a flash, he was out of there! Danielle on the other hand stayed where she was. Tom noticed how cute she looked in her little sundress...good enough to eat. But there’d be time for that, plenty of time.

Danielle knew that what she was doing had to be kept a secret, although she never really understood why. She liked to do things with Charles that felt good for him, it made her feel important. And she was learning so much from her older friend. She already knew so much more than the other girls her age.

“Daddy? What’s the matter?” Danielle asked, revealing her confusion with the situation.

Tom looked at her stading in the woods. He glanced around and for a moment, wondered if anyone would see if he took her right then and there. Tom was a patient man...a man with a brilliant mind that was on overdrive, processing various ideas that filled his head.

“Danielle, what the hell were you doing?!!” Tom scolded, attempting to sound angry.

“Daddy, I was just, I...”

“Young lady, you are coming home with me this instant! you have a lot of explaining to do!”

Tom grabbed her arm and dragged he through the park and to their house. He knew his wife wouldn’t be home still for a while, and he planned on using this time to put his plan into effect. Once inside the house, Charles sat Danielle down on the couch and explained to her, in the angriest voice he could find, that what she was doing was wrong. He told her that only bad girls did what she was doing and went on to ask if she was, indeed, a bad girl. Danielle protested, claiming over and over that she was good, and still didn’t understand what all the fuss was about, she liked kissing Charles’ thing!

Tom’s cock was still erect from the moment he saw his little girl in the woods, sucking on Charles’ hardness. He knew that he had his daughter right where he wanted her, and could have his way with her if he played his cards right.

“Danielle, only nasty girls...bad little girls like doing things like that and mommy will be very angry if she ever found out.” Tom said. Danielle just sat there, not knowing what to say. She wondered about Charles and if he was all right. She hoped he wasn’t in as much trouble as she was when he got home. But mostly she worried about how angry her mother would be.

“Please don’t tell mommy, daddy. Please???”

Smiling to himself, Tom said “Danielle, stand up in front of daddy.” She did as she was told.

“Now...if you don’t want mommy to know you must do as I say.” Danielle nodded and Tom continued, in the softest, kindest voice he could find, “Tell daddy what happened. Did he touch you?”

“He’s my friend. He walked me home and he let me help him pee.” Danielle explained. Charles could feel his cock straining against his pants, just begging to be touched.

Danielle went on with her story and told her daddy what she had done with Charles in the park, and then at home. Tom’s face flushed, his whold body hot with excitement and passion for his little girl. While Danielle talked, Tom unfastened the button to his pants and unzipped them.

“Do you want to be a good girl?” Tom asked.

“Daddy, I AM a good girl!” Danielle protested.

“Well, show daddy what you did with your friend, Charles.” Tom asked, his voice cracking.

“I don’t know...you said only bad girls did that and I don’t wanna be a bad girl, daddy.”

“Danielle!” Charles began, catching his voice as it became loud with frustration. “Danielle, sweetie. Yes, I did say that. But, you see, when you do those things with your daddy it’s ok, right?”

“I don’t know...” Danielle hesitated.

“Honey, have I ever hurt you?” Tom asked.

“No.”

“And as your daddy, I need to make sure that other people don’t hurt you either. That’s why it’s important that you tell me everything that happened with you and your friend. Now be a good girl and listen to daddy, baby...tell me.”..Again she hesitated.

“Tell me!” Tom scolded, “You ARE a bad little girl, because if you were good, you’d listen to what your father tells you to do.”

Since Danielle was intent on showing her daddy that she was good, she continued to explain her adventures with Charles. Tom sat on the couch, his cock exposed, listening to the erotic tales spew from his little girls mouth. Oh! And what a mouth she had. Her lips were a bright pink flesh color, pouty and full. He noticed that one corner of her mouth turned down slightly when she smiled, and that her eyes sparkled each time she looked at his crotch. The sun streaming through the windows reflected brightly off her golden hair, causing it to shine brilliantly. Tom thought about wrapping that hair around his hand and pulling her perfect little mouth down to his throbbing cock as he noticed her tiny pink tongue each time she opened her mouth to speak.

Brought out of his daydream suddenly, Tom noticed little Danielle’s hands wrapped aroung his thick hard cock, as she emonstrated how exactly she had helped Charles pee. She went on to describe how he ped on he little cunny at the house recently.

“Where did he pee on you?” Tom asked.

“In the bathroom.” Danielle answered.

Chuckling softly at her naivete, Tom explored further. “Where on your body, Danielle?”

“Oh...on my cunny.”

Barely able to utter the words, Tom gently said, “Take daddy’s hand and show me where you mean.”

Danielle took his hand in her’s and began to place it under her dress when Tom stopped her. “Take your dress off, sweetie. I want to see exactly where you mean.”

Daielle hesitated, but the look in her father’s eyes told her she had better do as she was told. She lifted the dress over her head and let it fall to he floor. Tom gazed upong the sight before him. There she was, his little girl, wearing only her pretty pink panties and her shoes and socks, bathed in the sunlight from the window. She took his hand once again and moved it towards her little baby slit that puffed up beneath the thin fabric of her panties.

“No, baby, don’t take you hand off of me. Just use one hand to show me.” Tom said.

With one hand still on his cock, Danielle took his hand and placed it on her pussy. “Right there daddy, that’s where it felt good.”

Unable to contain himself, Charles wrapped his hand around her’s and began to move it up and down his shaft slowly.

“What are you doing, daddy?” Danielle asked, her eyes wide wih curiosity.

“I’m showing you how daddies can feel good too, baby. You do want to make me happy, don’t you sweetheart?”

Danielle nodded as she watched her hand move along the enormous cock. As Tom helped his baby jerk himself off, with his other hand he cupped her pussy and began massaging the swell between her legs.

“And this, honey, will make you feel even better,” Tom cooed as he pushed his thumb in deeper along the crease, finding the special button that would give her pleasure.

As Danielle’s hand rubbed her daddy’s cock, she concentrated on the movements, wanting so much to make him happy. Soon she picked up the pace and Tom let his hand fall from hers and down to his balls where he played gently with them, rolling them between his fingers.

“Oh, baby...yes, that’s good. Oh you are a good little girl, aren’t you? That’s it, keep rubbing my cock...oh yes. Do you like this, honey? Do you like being daddy’s good little girl?”

“Oh, yes, daddy!” Danielle exclaimed.

Say it, sweetie. Tell me what you like.

“ I like being a good girl, daddy.”..“And what is my good girl doing?” Tom probed...increasing the tempo of his thumb on her clitty.

“I’m rubbing you daddy.”

“You’re rubbing my cock, baby...” Tom moaned, “My baby is jerking my cock so good....yes, say it, honey...tell dady what you’re doing.”

“I’m rubbing daddy’s c-cock.”..“Yes you are...your daddy’s special girl. Tell me you want to be daddy’s special girl and make me happy.”..“I want to be your special girl and make you happy and rub your cock, daddy.”..When the words left her gorgeous pouty little mouth, Tom felt his cock swell. Knowing he was going to cum, he told Danielle to close her eyes and not to open them no matter what. She didn’t want to upset her daddy so of couse, she obeyed. Because he didn’t want to scare her, and didn’t want to ruin what he knew would be an ongoing adventure, he took her hand off his cock and finished jerking himself off. He came hard, spurting thick white cum onto his stomach and chest while his fist pumped his hardness and drained his balls. Except for a few moans, he kept his pleasure quiet and didn’t make too much noise, as he didn’t want to frighten his little girl...too much. Taking her little sundress off the floor, he wiped his hand on the pretty fabric and the swept it aross his body, making sure he got every drop of his cum off of him.

He told Danielle she could open her eyes and instructed her to go change into her after school clothes. That evening after his unsuspecting wife and special little girl were asleep, Tom came again, jerking himself off into the pretty little dress while making plans for little Danielle. ....to be continued next week












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This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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