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(a work in progress by Mystic, inspired by mrdouble)
Charles looked at his watch as he waited patiently on one of the benches near the pond. It was exactly 3:05 p.m. and he knew that at any moment little Danielle would be skipping by, cutting through the park as she did everyday on her way home from school. He had been coming to the park each afternoon for the past six months. He found that his early retirement left him lonely while his wife continued to work. Since the park was only one block away, it gave him an excuse to get out of the house and he was surprised at how much he enjoyed being there. Perhaps it was the company.
Charles met Danielle a few months ago when she asked if she could help him feed the ducks. Giving her a piece of bread, Charles introduced himself and was almost breathless at the site of the small child's beauty. Her long brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders complimented her naturally tanned skin, and her big blue eyes pierced through him instantly as he gazed upon her. From the beginning, Charles noticed that Danielle was different. She wasn't like all the other children that lived in that small town outside of Phoenix, she was something else but he couldn't quite pinpoint what.
Ever since they had fed the ducks together, Charles had been walking Danielle through the park to her house almost every day. Since she was a latch-key kid, as both of her parents worked late, He felt better knowing that she got home safe after school.
Today was no different. Charles waited for Danielle to appear at any moment with her bright eyes and energetic step that had a contagious effect on him. Glancing at his watch again, Charles decided that he couldn't wait any longer, and needed to relieve himself. Looking around one more time, he disappeared into the woods to empty his bladder before little Danielle came by.
Finding a spot not too far off the path, Charles unzipped his pants and took out his cock. With a slight groan, he let go and sprayed the ground heavily, being careful not to get himself wet. After he finished, he walked back to the path that led to the pond and found Danielle waiting for him.
"Where were you?" She asked curiously.
"Umm, needed to take care of something." He answered.
"What?" Danielle pressed.
"It's uh...it's not important. How was your day?"
Danielle rattled on about the various activities of her day and before they knew it, they were at her house. Charles patted her shoulder and they said their goodbye's, each knowing that they'd meet again the next day.
The following afternoon, when Danielle came skipping down the path, Charles wasn't there. After waiting only a moment, she decided that she would go look for him and set off down the path into the woods where she had seen him emerge from only a day before.
Just as she had suspected, Charles was there standing next to a tree and fumbling with something in his pants. Danielle didn't want to startle him, so she tried to be very quiet while focusing on what he was doing. She saw a stream of liquid come from the front of Charles' pants and seconds later heard a splashing sound. Charles tilted his head back and closed his eyes while relieving himself and Danielle was amazed to see somebody pee standing up. When the splashing sound stopped, she saw him shake his cock a few times before stroking it for a moment. Once he put his cock back in his pants, Danielle panicked, not wanting to be caught spying on him. With a rush of excitement, she ran out of the woods, making enough noise so that Charles couldn't help but notice the small figure bolting from the area.
Though feeling a bit uncomfortable and nervous, Charles met Danielle and walked her home. That night, after his wife had gone to bed, Charles played with his cock, pumping it up and down furiously while thinking about the afternoon. The thought of someone, Danielle, spying on him while he peed in the woods had an unbelievably erotic effect on him. Charles came hard, all over his fist and his stomach while whispering the little girls name into the night air.
The following day Danielle made it a point to get to the park a bit early. Not finding Charles at the pond, she tip-toed down the path into the woods to look for her friend. Just as had happened the day before, Charles was standing there, unzipping his pants. What Danielle didn't know was that he was waiting for her.
Hearing her steps falling on the twigs and leaves that were scattered on the ground, Charles took his cue and lowered his trousers just past his hips. Reaching in his boxers, he took out his cock and within moments, the steady stream began falling. Danielle's eyes were wide with curiosity now as she stared at the large prick Charles was aiming.
Watching him gave her a funny feeling that she didn't quite understand and couldn't figure out where it was coming from. When he was finished, Charles pumped his cock slowly, making it grow slightly in his hands before putting it away and zipping up his pants. At this point, Danielle ran from the woods and waited by the pond for Charles to come out and walk her home.
This continued for days, Charles peeing in the woods and Danielle spying on him. Afterwards when they walked to her house, she would keep trying to look at the front of his pants, hoping to get a glimpse of what was in his hands only moments before. She enjoyed her little game and so did Charles. He knew it would be wrong for him to touch her, but he didn't see the harm in letting her watch him touch himself. And so it went.
About a week later, Danielle showed up particularly early and caught Charles just as he was about to walk into the woods.
"Hey there, Danielle, you're early today."
"Yeah, I ran all the way here."
Charles thought for a moment and said, "OK, well you wait right here, and I be back in a minute."
"Are you going into the woods again?" Danielle asked.
"Yes I am...why?"
"Well, uh...I was just umm, wondering if..."
"If what?"
"Well are you going to go and pee?"
Charles looked around to make sure no one was near. "Yes, I am Danielle, why?"
"Can I come too?"
Charles thought about her question, and although the thought excited him, he thought better of it.
"No, I don't think it's a good idea...you wait here." And off he went.
Danielle paused a moment before following him. When she approached him, she stepped on a branch, which made a cracking sound and Charles looked up at her.
"Danielle? What are you doing? I thought I told you to stay near the pond."
"Yes, but..."
"But what?" Charles asked sternly.
"But I wanted to know if I could hold it." She said innocently.
Charles stood there, stunned. It was one thing for Danielle to watch him pee, it was quite another for her to hold his cock while he was doing so.
"Danielle, I don't think it's a good idea." Charles finally replied.
"Why not?" She asked.
Trying frantically to come up with an explanation, Charles muttered, "Because it's wrong. People wouldn't like the idea, Danielle. If anyone ever found out..."
Cutting him off, Danielle chimed in, "Well, I'll never tell anyone. Please? I've never done it before, and it looks like fun!"
Knowing it was a no-win situation with her, Charles finally agreed. He led her deep into the woods, where he was sure no one would be able to catch them. Cautiously, he unzipped his pants and let them fall to his hips. Lowering his boxers to just under his balls, Charles took out his cock that was already starting to swell, being in the company of such a beautiful young girl.
Looking around once more, Charles motioned for Danielle to stand beside him. He took her small hands in his and brought them up to his cock.
"Now, just wrap your hands around, like this." And he placed her hand around his dick. "Be careful, now. Just aim straight out and don't move."
Danielle was in a trance. She was amazed at the size of Charles' cock and the smoothness of it. She did as she was told, wrapping her fingers around his thickness and aimed where he showed her to. Before she knew it, she saw a steady stream coming from the hole in his dick.
"Wow!" Danielle exclaimed. "I wish I had one of these so I could do this all the time!"
Charles couldn't help but chuckle at the little girl's innocence. When the stream faded, Danielle didn't let go. In her effort to get more liquid out, she began pumping his cock slowly with her small hands, moving carefully as if she was afraid she'd break it.
Charles was in heaven. He'd never felt such tiny fingers stroking him before. He thought he should tell her to stop, but the sensation running through his body made him hesitate. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back just a little and enjoyed the feeling of being masturbated by young Danielle.
Danielle concentrated on what she held in her hands. She noticed that there was no more "pee" coming out, but instead his cock has grown to 3 times the size it had been before. Not knowing what to do, she continued pumping, fascinated by what was happening. After a few moments, Danielle observed that a different kind of liquid was forming at the tip of Charles' cock.
"What's this?" She asked, "Are you peeing again?"
Startled, Charles looked down and saw the precum oozing out of his dick. Quickly he pulled away from the child and fumbled with his pants, stuffing his hardness back inside. As he pulled the zipper up, he looked over at Danielle, who looked confused.
"Danielle, I'm sorry, I should have never..."
"Can I do it again?" She interrupted.
Scanning the woods for any other ears, Charles responded, "No, honey. You can't pee all day can you?"
Danielle thought a moment, "No...I guess not."
"Well, either can boys." Charles said, hoping his erection would go down.
"But I saw stuff coming out."
"Yes, honey, but that's different."
"Why?" She asked.
"Because it just is."
"Why?" she repeated.
Knowing that he was not up to a battle with a little girl full of "why's", Charles took her hand and led her out of the woods.
"It's time you should be getting back."
"OK," she responded, "Only if you promise I can hold it again tomorrow."
Afraid of upsetting her, Charles agreed and they said their goodbye's at her front door. Later on that evening, Charles couldn't get Danielle and her little hands out of his mind. Once again, he jerked himself off thinking of the afternoon's activities and found himself more excited than he had ever been. Charles came hard, envisioning Danielle pumping his cock and then began to make plans for the following day.
The next afternoon, Danielle met Charles in the woods. When she approached him, the eagerness on the face told him that she was looking forward to what was about to happen almost as much as he was.
They found their spot, far away from any people who may be passing by and Charles unzipped his pants. Already half-hard, his cock looked enormous next to Danielle's small hands. Once again, he placed her hands around his dick and instructed her on what to do.
Danielle held him softly and aimed. She giggled when she saw the steady stream of liquid shoot out from the head of his cock. Her eyes were big and the tip of her little pink tongue hung out of her small mouth, as a sign of her intense concentration.
Charles watched the child hold him and his eyes gazed upon her body. She was wearing a dress, as she alwas does, a little yellow sundress. He stared at her legs before his eyes travelled up to the hemline of the dress which hid the sweetness he would have given anything to see. Her chest was flat, the fabric hanging loosely around her immature breasts. He looked at her face. Her cheeks were pink, probably blushing from the excitement she was feeling. Her blue eyes held focus on the hardness she was holding and every once in a while she'd brush her blonde hair away from her face.
He tried to imagine what it would feel like to be inside her perfect little mouth. He felt himself harden even more at the thought and as he had done the previous day, pulled away from Danielle, who was staring at the precum that had formed on his cock.
Charles walked her home, and that night, as the nights before, he found himself stroking his dick uncontrollably. He came hard, all over his hands and stomach, while he thought of little Danielle. He dared to let his imagination go wild and he envisioned doing countless nasty things to her...things he had never before even thought about.
The next afternoon, Danielle was waiting for Charles in the park, by the pond. She appeared to be uncomfortable, jumping around near the bench.
"Hi, Danielle." Charles said. "How was your day?"
"Hi!" Danielle beamed, "It was great! I thought about meeting you all day!"
Charles laughed to himself, "Oh, honey, so did I...so did I. You look a bit uncomfortable, are you ok?" He asked.
"Yeah, I just have to pee really bad."
"Ohh, I see."
"Could you just walk me home?" Danielle asked.
Charles nodded, and they set off towards her home. He was very disappointed that Danielle didn't want to go into the woods with him again. He would have loved to see her pull her panties down and pee for him, but there was no way he would have asked her to do that...he was too nervous. His mind wandered as they made small talk and before they knew it, they were in front of Danielle's house. Charles watched from the bottom of the steps as Danielle put her key in the lock and opened the door. He started thinking that maybe he had gone too far, maybe she didn't want to play with him anymore, maybe she would tell someone, maybe...
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Danielle interrupted his thoughts and asked, "Aren't you coming in?"
"Well, come on!" She said, taking his hand and pulling him along with her down the hallway.
Charles smiled at the child's excitement and followed Danielle, his pulse beginning to race from the mere fact that he was inside of her house, alone with the little girl that had made him cum in his fantasies so many nights before. He watched her perfect little ass that sat on top of her slender legs bounce with each step she took. Ohh, how he wanted to...
"Do you have to go, too?" Danielle asked, interrupting his thoughts.
Charles focused his attention about 2 feet higher and looked into her eyes. He noticed that they were standing in front of the bathroom, and he was a bit unsure of what Danielle had in mind.
"Do I have to go?" He asked.
"Yeah. To the bathroom, come on!"
Charles thought for a moment. "Umm, yeah, I guess I do, uhh...I have to go real bad."
He followed her into the pink powder room and gazed upon her as she fumbled beneath her dress, hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulling them down to her knees. Charles stood there, shocked, trying to decide what to do when all of a sudden, Danielle hopped up onto the toilet, letting her pink and white panties fall to her ankles.
She looked down for a moment before smiling at him. "Well, aren't ya gonna go?"
"Well, umm, how?" Charles asked, his voice cracking.
Slowly she spread her legs, exposing herself even more to him. "Well, if I sit like this and you stand over there, we can pee at the same time. See?" She said, pointing to the space between her legs.
"Uhh, yeah, I guess." Charles reluctantly agreed.
Without hesitation, Danielle spread her legs even further, allowing Charles more room and thus giving him an unobstructed view of that sweet spot he'd longed to see for so long.
Charles stood in front of the beauty and with uncertainty unbuttoned the top button, then put his hands on his zipper, pulling it down slowly. His hesitation frustrated the little girl, causing her to reach out, replacing his hands with her own in an effort to continue their game. Impatiently, she fumbled with his boxers and grabbed the warm and swelling cock. Her eyes widened as she gazed upon the cock in front of her. It seemed so much harder, so much thicker, so much bigger than she remembered.
Taking control of his cock, Charles tried in earnest to concentrate on the task at hand. The hairless young pussy in front of him made it impossible for him to relax enough to go. He tried closing his eyes, tried to think of anything but what he was doing and who he was with. It started to work and he felt some of the blood leave his prick allowing his hardness to go down enough for him to pee.
When he opened his eyes, Danielle was looking up at him. "Can I hold it?" she asked, making his cock twitch.
"Danielle, I'm not so sure..."
"Please?"
Damn, she looked so cute sitting there, so pretty, he couldn't refuse her. "OK," He finally agreed and nearly jumped when her hand reached up instantly and grabbed his cock again.
"Now, be careful." Charles warned.
"I will be." Danielle assured him. "Can we go now?"
"Yes baby." Charles said, lifting his head and closing his eyes.
They both began to pee, Danielle sitting down and Charles standing up, doing a sort of "criss-cross". Danielle's hand was shaking a bit, perhaps because of the angle she was holding it at, or maybe it was just the excitement getting to her. Her hand shook and Charles' piss wound up hitting her small clit for just a moment sending a tingling feeling throughout her body.
"OH!" Danielle exclaimed. "What was that?"
"Did you like that? Did that feel good?"
"Uh huh."
Charles wrapped his hand around Danielle's and aimed his cock in the direction of her beautiful pussy. His piss washed over her clit, sending waves of pleasure through little Danielle's body. She wasn't sure what was happening, she just knew that it felt good. The stream continued to hit her clit and it was all Danielle could do to keep from closing her legs from the intensity of it all.
She finished peeing and closed her eyes, letting Charles continue to aim his cock at her young pussy. Slowly the pressure subsided and the stream slowed to a drip. Pouting, Danielle looked up at Charles, clearly upset that the good feeling had stopped.
"I liked that." She said.
"Oh, so did I." Charles answered.
Curiously, Danielle placed her hand over her bare mound. Her fingers began to explore until they found the spot that gave her the good feelings Charles had.
He gazed upon her, his cock stirring underneath both of their hands that covered his hardness. He watched the young child continue to stroke her clit, completely innocent and unaware of what it all meant.
He started to move his hand slowly, stroking his cock while he thought about touching her hairless pussy. There were so many nasty things that floated into his mind...things he had already fantasized about. He wondered what she smelled like, what she tasted like, what she felt like. While lost in his thoughts, he let out a slight moan, getting Danielle's attention.
"I need some tissue." She told him.
Realizing what she meant, he handed her some toilet paper and she proceeded to wipe her hand across her gorgeous slit. Charles stepped back and quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants. Danielle hopped off the toilet and pulled up her panties. As her dress fell over her hips, she noticed a big wet spot on the front.
"Uh oh." She said. "I got dirty. Look! It's all over me."
Charles looked at the pee stain on the front of the dress and was speechless. He hoped she wouldn't get upset. He knew that shouldn't have even stepped inside the house, let alone get himself in such a situation with this little girl. He just continued to stare at her when suddenly she ran across the bathroom to the tub.
As Danielle turned on the water, Charles gained enough composure to speak.
"Danielle, what are you doing?!" He asked.
Pulling her dress over her head and slipping off her socks and shoes within seconds, Danielle stood there in only her pink and white panties that hugged her pretty little pussy.
"Well, I got all dirty and so now you have to give me a bath!" She declared while pouring in the kiddie bubble bath gel.
The words rang out in Charles' mind, 'now you have to give me a bath.' He tried to think about this, but his attention was focused on the beautiful girl who was sliding her panties down, completely exposing her young, immature body to him. Instantly his cock pulsed and before he could stop himself, he was on his knees beside the bathtub watching the bubbles cascade over Danielle's thighs.
The water covered her little legs and the bubbles came up, hiding her breasts that hadn't yet begun to form. Danielle splashed around a bit, enjoying the warmth of the water, and Charles' presence. She didn't know why, but she liked being in her birthday suit around him.
Danielle giggled as she played with the bubbles, squishing them through her hands. Charles kneeled beside the tub, in awe of the situation he found himself in. Never would he have imagined that the little girl he met in the park, the one whom he walked home every day, the beauty who filled his head as he came hard...the vision in his dreams, would be sitting naked in a bathtub only inches away.
Danielle splashed Charles playfully and laughed. She had the bar of soap in her hands and was lightly rubbing it over her skin.
"Now, make sure you wash yourself real good, Danielle." He told her.
"I'm trying..."
He watched the little girl move in front of him. She lathered the soap in her hands and slowly ran her hands over her taut young flesh. She started with her arms and continued up to her neck before looking up at Charles' lustful eyes.
"Well aren't ya gonna help?" She asked rhetorically.
"Uhh, Danielle, I'm not so sure about this."
"But Mommy said I'm still too young to wash alone."
Cautiously, Charles took a washcloth from the side of the tub. Still unsure of what he should do, he dipped the cloth into the water. Danielle sat in the tub with her legs bent so that just the top of her knees were visible though the quickly disolving bubbles.
Charles thought a moment about the little body in front of him and how he longed to touch it. The fear in him told him that it wasn't wise to continue, but his body betrayed his mind and before he knew it, his hand was at Danielle's back, running the washcloth over her young skin.
Danielle let out a slight moan as his big strong hands touched her tiny body. It felt good to her, almost like when she and her friends would tickle and rub each other's backs when they had sleepover parties, but somehow this was more exciting. She closed her eyes and let Charles wash her, unaware that his breathing as well as his touch had gotten heavier.
He watched his hand pass over her body and tried to concentrate on the task at hand. Charles gazed upon her wet flesh and for a moment got lost in his thoughts as his cock pulsed with anticipation. Setting the cloth down on the side of the tub, Charles lathered the soap between his hands and placed them on her shoulders. Rubbing, he travelled down her back, along her spine, savoring every inch of little Danielle.
Charles' hands strayed lower still, grazing her ass before quickly moving to her waist once again and encircling it. Noticing that she didn't flinch, Charles once again found the roundness of Danielle's ass and began running his fingers over the small swells. He cupped her bottom in his hands and kneaded slowly, his heart beating faster with every squeeze. As his fingers pulled her cheeks apart, Charles saw the crack of her ass through the bubbles and longed to run his tongue along the groove.
Taking the lather in his hands, he gently slid his finger in her crack and ran along the slit, feeling the perfect little rosebud that had never before been touched in such a way. Pressing slightly, he felt the very tip of his finger penetrate Danielle's ass causing her to sigh slightly. Unsure of what the little girl would think, Charles tried to quickly soothe any potential fears.
"I just need to make sure you're very clean, honey."
Danielle nodded, her eyes glazed over. She had had her temperature taken there, but she had never had anyone put there fingers inside of her ass before. The feeling of being cleaned by Charles excited her. It made the butterflies in her tummy fly about and she noticed how hard it was now for her to catch her breath. She didn't understand what was happening to her, all she knew was that she was enjoying it.
Charles continued to massage her little anus, slowly sliding his finger in and out, about a fraction of an inch at a time, barely enough for anyone to notice. He felt the blood pulse in his finger, showing how tight her ass was clenched around it. He thought about what it would be like to shove his hard cock into something that tight...something that virginal. He pulled his finger out slowly and told Danielle to turn around.
"OK, are you gonna do my front now?" Danielle asked.
Speechless, Charles just nodded his head as she swung herself around in the tub and faced him. She had bubbles dripping down her front, and her hair had gotten wet from all the splashing she had done. To Charles, it was a beautiful sight. He lathered more soap between his hands and carefully ran his fingers over the front of her neck and down before stopping just above her tiny nipples.
"What's a matter?" She asked.
"Umm, nothing. Nothing at all." Charles replied, quite aware of the bulge in his pants that was aching to be touched.
He traced his fingers over her nipples and back again, playfully. He noticed how she smiled at the good feeling it gave her and how her body reacted, making her nipples hard. He took his thumbs and placed them over the small bumps. Gently at first, he began rubbing his thumbs in tiny little cirlcles over her nipples, playing with them. He pinched and pulled, getting more daring, allowing his fingers to press harder and harder against her each time. Finally, he flicked her nipples once more, pretending to wash them before lowering his hands to her stomach.
Charles poked his finger into her belly button and Danielle giggled, her little pink tongue cearly visible as she opened her mouth. Charles began to envision her warm tongue licking him, tracing over the head of his cock and along the shaft. He wondered if this little girl would be able to fit his fat cock into her gorgeous mouth. He envisioned her lips stretched around his swollen head that would serve as a gag for her moans. He pictured her eyes closed and her head bobbing up and down, just a little at a time, taking in all she could as her long blonde hair flopped over her shoulders into her face, grazing over Charles' balls each time Danielle pushed her mouth down into his lap. He thought about what it would feel like to be close to her, holding her adorable little head in his hands as he fucked her face.
He caught her big blue eyes with his own and continued on. Charles ran his hands along her waist and down to her thighs, passing over her pussy completely. He took one leg and clasped his hands over it, pulling it out of the water and washing it thoroughly down to her feet before doing the same with the other. He felt her well toned thighs and pressed firmly as he travelled down to her tight calves, noticing her fit figure.
Without a word, Charles took the soap in his hands once again and placed his fingers on her knees. Slowly, he worked his way up her thighs to the beautiful little pussy that was open for him. His fingers found the small, puffy lips of her sex and he traced them carefully, doing all he could to contain himself.
He felt the inside folds of her pussy and ran along her slit up to her tiny clit that he had fantasized about touching. Very lightly, he brushed his fingers across it, causing her to jump and his hand to press up against her virgin fuck hole. Startled, Charles looked at Danielle, his heart pumping loudly.
"What was that?" Danielle asked innocently.
"That? Oh, that was nothing, honey."
His hand still at the entrance to her beautiful pussy, he pushed slightly and the tip of his finger disappeared into it. He knew he had to be careful, so he didn't penetrate her too much, only enough to feel the tight ring around his finger. With his thumb, he again brushed it lightly over her little clit, watching her tiny nipples harden even more. Charles tried to refocus and withdrew his hands from the water.
"OK, Danielle, looks like we're all done here." Charles said, barely above a whisper.
"But you didn't wash my hair yet!" Danielle protested.
"Oh...well all right, let's wash your hair, then."
Danielle stood up under the shower head and Charles turned on the water.
He began running his hands over her hair when she said, "You're not doing it right!"
Charles answered the little girl, half-jokingly saying, "Well, hey it's not easy you know, standing out here."
"Well, get in, silly!!"
His clothes were becoming soaked and Danielle looked over at him and laughed.
"Ha!! You're getting all wet!!" She said, laughing.
Deciding that she was right, Charles quickly removed his shirt and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the floor. Before lowering his boxer shorts, he tried desperately to focus on something, anything else rather than what he was about to do, but no matter what he thought of, his cock continued to pulse.
Stepping into the shower, Charles looked down at the perfect little girl standing naked before him. Because of his height, he couldn't stand behind her, or he'd block all the water, so he positioned himself in front of her and told Danielle to lean her head back.
The child did as she was told and placed her head under the water. He poured the shampoo into his hands and reached forward, lathering it into Danielle's long hair. He ran his fingers through her hair and rubbed her scalp, taking his time, making sure he did a good job. He leaned further over her, rinsing out the shampoo and watching it cascade over her body, passing over her nipples and over her mound, disappearing into her slit.
"OK, Danielle...all done!" Charles announced.
"But you didn't do the conditioner!!" She said, opening her eyes and finding herself staring straight into his swollen cock.
Taking the conditioner in hand, Charles worked it into Danielle's hair. The more he leaned over her, the more he noticed his cock pressed up against her face. Realizing that he needed to wait a few minutes before rinsing out the conditioner, Charles grinned at the wicked thought that flew into his mind.
"Danielle, be sure to keep your eyes shut, if you open them they'll hurt real bad if something gets in them." Charles said, barely able to hide the excitement in his voice.
"Yeah, I know that's happened to me before."
"Just wait a bit until I rinse out the conditioner, OK?"
"OK."
Charles eyed the little girl that stood under the warm water in front of him. His cock ached to be touched and within seconds he found his fingers wrapped around his shaft, jerking furiously in front of the small child. He thought about pissing on her clit, and feeling her delicate hands encircle his cock...he thought about touching her perfect little body, about what it might feel like to be closer to her.
As the water fell over Danielle's body, Charles fantasized about the two of them exploring each other's bodies, getting to know every inch, every crevice of the other. She was so beautiful to him, he didn't want to hurt her. He just wanted to be close to her and show her all the wonderful feelings she could have. He wanted to teach her all about her body and how to enjoy it.
Charles wondered as he stroked his cock faster and harder, what it would feel like to have his cock rubbing up and down Danielle's body, down to her slit. All of these thoughts and more were flashing through his mind as he groaned and looked down, watching his cum spray all over the little girl's undeveloped body.
With his head back and eyes closed, Charles, still gripping his cock, felt the last bit of cum dribble out. Danielle, curious as to why Charles was taking so long, opened her eyes carefully and noticed him rubbing his cock in front of her face.
"Hey look! Why is it hard again? Do you have to pee again?" Danielle asked.
Startled, Charles looked down at Danielle and was relieved that all his cum had since been washed off with the water. "Umm, no...I don't." Charles stammered.
"Then why is it all hard?"
"Because...because it just does that sometimes. Now lets rinse your hair, OK?"
As Charles finished rinsing the conditioner out of her hair he noticed her eyes were still focused on his cock, causing it to twitch. Her eyes closed once again and Charles pulled her close, pressing her head into him, her left cheek brushing against the side of his cock. He reached down and nestled his cock into her hair, pressing his hardness against her neck and began slowly rocking back and forth with Danielle while he watched the water run over her perfect little ass...
Charles dried Danielle off and then himself, his eyes still focused on the beautiful little girl that stood before him. He wanted to be close to her, to feel her soft young skin next to his. He wanted to lay her down and explore her innocent young body, to teach her all of the wonderful things they could do to each other...but mostly, he just wanted to hold her.
As he placed the towel back on the bar, Danielle ran out of the bathroom in a hurry. Charles put his clothes on quickly and went to see what she was up to. Not knowing the house well, Charles hesitantly peeked around every corner looking for the lovely child. Stepping lightly down the hallway, he found Danielle's bedroom.
He entered it cautiously and looked around. It was a typical young girl's bedroom, decorated in pink and white frilly things. He noticed that she had a rather large bed for such a small child and as he looked it over, he heard a small giggle and caught a glimpse of golden blonde hair peeping out from behind the bedpost.
"Come out come out wherever you are!" Charles called in a playful tone.
Charles knew this was all a game to Danielle and decided that he would play along.
"Where could she be?" Charles wondered aloud, walking closer and closer to the naked little girl behind the bed.
In a flash, he grabbed her, tickling her and making her squirm. Her laughter filled the room as she plopped down onto the floor, rolling about. Finally, Charles stopped tickling and just let his hands graze over Danielle's skin. She lay there, trying to catch her breath and Charles found his hand resting on her tiny pink nipple that was beginning to harden under his finger. Danielle looked, wide eyed, up at him and a rush of fear washed over Charles' body.
"OK, darlin, you really have to get dressed now." Charles stammered.
"But I don't want to!" Danielle protested.
Not sure of what to do, Charles hooked his fingers under her arms and brought the child up to her feet.
"Now, where are your clothes?" He asked, then noticing one of her dresser drawers was half open, displaying the panties inside.
Stomping her foot, Danielle asserted once again that she had no intention of getting dressed. As he opened his mouth to argue, she tapped him on the arm and shouted, "You're it!!" before running away.
Charles chased her down the hallway and around the living room grabbing at her. She ran back into her bedroom where Charles sat on the bed, exhausted by his efforts. In one hand, he held a pair of small white cotton panties that he had taken from the drawer, and he stared at Danielle with a mixture of passion and anxiety.
Danielle looked over at the man on her bed and knew something was wrong. Stiffling her giggle, she approached him and stood between his legs.
"What's a matter?" She asked.
Charles sat there silent for a moment, trying to find the words to explain to the young girl what he was feeling. Danielle placed her hands on either side of his legs and lifted herself up, climbing into his lap.
Amazed by what the child was doing, Charles placed his arms around Danielle and held her so she wouldn't fall off. Under a blissful daze, he gently began rocking her back and forth, feeling her perfect little ass rubbing against his cock. He held her close and pressed his face into her wet hair, inhaling the scent of the shampoo he had used to wash her hair not long before.
She squirmed around and looked into his glazed-over eyes, "Oh, don't be sad, I'll get dressed." Pausing for a moment, she added, "Here, will you help me?" and pointed to her panties still clutched in his hand.
"Umm, yeah, sure," Charles muttered.
Danielle hopped off his lap and stood there completely nude before him. Charles took a moment to eye this beautiful child over, starting at her tiny feet and working his way up her perfect little legs. His gaze travelled up further to her hairless young pussy and he stared at the slit that was almost hidden between her thighs. As his cock began to pulse once again, he lifted his eyes to her slightly rounded, but firm belly, and then to her pink nipples that looked like small peas on her otherwise flattened chest. Her hair fell over her shoulders, and Charles noticed a small droplet of water dripping down over her nipple and down to her belly button.
He bent down and opened up the panties for Danielle to step into. She rested a hand on Charles' shoulder and placed her foot into the leg-hole. He slowly lifted the panties up her legs, past her knees and up to her thighs. As he neared her bare mound, he looked up and found himself at eye level and only inches away from her gorgeous pussy. Pulling the thin material over her mound, Charles stood up and asked Danielle to get her clothes.
Dressing Danielle was fairly uneventful, as she did most of it herself, pulling a white t-shirt over her head and slipping into her denim shorts. "God she looks so cute," Charles thought to himself as she grabbed the wooden brush off the dresser and took hold of his hand before heading out to the living room.
She turned on the television and found her favorite program while standing next to the couch. Already engrossed in the t.v. show, Danielle just motioned for Charles to sit on the couch and he did.
"You have to brush my hair out," Danielle pointed out.
Seeming harmless to Charles, he took the brush from her and she sat between his legs, spreading them apart as she moved back onto the couch. Charles felt the muscles in his legs stretch and his cock straining against his pants before feeling Danielle's bottom press up against it.
He took her hair in his hands and began running the brush over the golden strands. Little Danielle was mesmorized by the television program, and Charles took his time brushing through the youngster's hair. How he loved the smell of the shampoo that filled the air as he inhaled deeply the aroma of cleanliness and innocense.
The water from her hair began to seep through her shirt, making her tanned skin underneath it visible. He put his arms around her and pulled her back towards him a bit more until she was laying against his chest. He continued to brush the sides of her hair while trying to get a look at the front of her shirt, where he was sure he'd be able to see the outline of the dark pink nipples that he longed to kiss. Straining a bit more, he caught a glimpse of near immature breasts under the thin wet t-shirt, and remained focused on them for quite some time.
Charles was in a trance. There he was, sitting with the girl of his dreams between his legs. He felt his cock throb behind her bottom and held her close while thinking of how he had touched her before. He remembered the sight of her little hands around his cock as he peed, and the vision of her beautiful pussy as she spread herself wide for him while he pissed on her clit...he thought about bathing her and touching her, having the opportunity to look at, to study her young and undeveloped body. He thought about how good she smelled and wondered if he would ever have another opportunity to be this close to her again.
He loved her, that much he knew. But he also knew that what he was feeling was more than love, it was passion, desire, longing...it was lust that make his cock swell every time he thought of the small child and their afternoon fun. It was all of those things that made him cry out her name as he came each and every night while visions of Danielle danced through his mind.
Finishing her hair, Charles put the brush down and placed his hands on her shoulders. Massaging gently he worked his way down her arms, all the while Danielle's attention was firmy focused on the television. As he continued to rub, he remembered the look on her face the first time she wrapped her little fingers around his cock, with her pink tongue sticking out of her mouth. Ohh, how he dreamed of what that mouth would feel like over his cock. What those lips might feel like as he slid his hardness over them. She wouldn't even have to suck hard...wouldnt even have to take the whole engorged member into her mouth. If only she would allow him to run it along her pouty lips. Perhaps she could lick him a while, or maybe he could just lay her down and slide his cock over her body, just feeling the smoothness of her young skin.
Charles' mind was racing and his cock throbbing...his pulse raced and his breath quickened and suddenly he was pulled back to relity with little Danielle squirming in his lap singing along with the cartoon animals on the television that signaled the end of the program. Glancing at his watch, Charles sadly told Danielle that it was time for him to leave. A look of sorrow cast over her face and Charles' heart ached to make the child smile.
They made plans to meet the following day and before leaving, Charles made sure that the house was in order, with no evidence that revealed his presence. As he opened the door to leave, Danielle called out to him causing him to stop in his tracks. Turning around, he caught Danielle in flight as she ran and jumped on him, wanting to say goodbye one more time.
"Thank you, Charles. See you later, k?"
"Yes, sweetheart...tomorrow." He answered, and before he left, the little angel in his arms kissed him quickly on the lips...and later on that evening as he jerked off thinking of Danielle, Charles swore he had felt her tongue pressing out against his mouth.
Tom watched the scene unfold from his car. He had gotten home early and was about to pull into the driveway to his house when he noticed his front door open and a man standing in the doorway. Thinking it might be a burglar and fearing for his daughter's life, he quickly took out his cellular phone to call the police, but thought better of it when he saw his daughter, Danielle, hugging the man at the door.
He made a left turn down a tree lined road across from his house and parked the car. Tom sat back and watched this man put his arms around Danielle, hugging her back before she kissed him on the lips. He wasn't sure what was going on, but from the way things looked, he knew Danielle was enjoying herself. Tom just stared, realizing that somehow she looked different. Oh, he had always known she was beautiful, but the way her little legs wrapped around this strange man seemed, in a way, to be seductive.
Tom saw the man cup Danielle's round little bottom in his hands. He knew that the man was just trying to support Danielle's weight, but for some reason it made Tom's cock stir a bit. His little girl's innocence made her so incredibly sexy to Tom at that moment, something that he had been coming to terms with over the past few months.
At first, he thought it was her naiveté, the way she was oblivious to the effects her body could have on a man. Tom remembered one evening after his wife had gone to bed, Danielle came into the living room to be with him because she couldn't sleep. He remembered how beautiful she looked with her golden hair draping over her shoulders and her big blue eyes pleading with him to let her stay up a bit longer. He remembered the sheer nightie she wore, it was pink and barely covered her little white cotton panties that were stretched over her hairless mound. As she sat on the couch, Tom just stared at her, amazed at the reaction his cock was having to the immature body of his little girl.
He tried to push the nasty thoughts out of his mind. She was his own daughter! His cock wasn't supposed to get hard when he looked at her. Not to mention that there wasn't much to look at, since she hadn't even begun to develop yet.
That night, he sent her to bed pretty quickly and then spent what seemed like forever trying to rationalize his thoughts and tell himself how wrong it was for his body to be responding to Danielle like that. This battle between his mind and body continued before he finally grabbed his cock in his fist and furiously jerked off to his forbidden thoughts about his daughter.
And so now here he was, watching Danielle hug and kiss a strange man in his own home. He knew he should be throwing this man out of his house, calling the police, yelling at his daughter for letting a stranger into the house, but something inside of him told him to hold off. Maybe he should do a little investigating to see what was really going on.
He watched the man leave and walk down the block. Tom pulled into his driveway and went into the house.
"Hi Darlin'," he called out.
"Hi daddy!" Danielle cried as she ran down the stairs and jumped into his arms.
Tom hugged her tight, remembering the scene he had just witnessed. He ran his hands along her back for a moment before helping her back down to her feet.
"You're home early, daddy." Danielle remarked.
"Yeah, well my client canceled for tonight, so I thought I'd come home and see what my favorite girl was up to." Tom answered, flashing a big smile. "Whatcha doin', pumpkin?"
"Oh, nothing." Danielle responded.
Tom decided not to press the issue, knowing that soon enough he'd have his answers.
The night went by slowly, as Tom was preoccupied with thoughts of what the next day would bring. He'd make a point of coming home even earlier, in hopes of catching the beginning of what he had seen that day.
His morning was packed with meetings and conference calls, making the day pass rather quickly. Before he knew it, it was two o'clock, and time for him to leave. Tom told his secretary he was taking the rest of the day off, and she looked at him quizzically for he had a reputation of being the hardest worker at the firm, staying locked in his office until all hours of the night.
While driving, Tom noticed how his breathing became eratic and heart beat faster in anticipation of what he would find when he got home. As he approached his house, he swore he saw the man who was with Danielle the day before walking into the park that was just across the street.
He parked his car and decided to follow the man, walking quickly trying to catch up with him, but being careful not to be noticed. He watched as the man walked around the pond and stopped at a clearing in the woods. Tom knew this spot well, as he'd gone hiking down those trails many times himself. He figured that this man was going to do the same, and Tom was about to turn and leave when he saw his little girl coming around the pond from the other end, carrying her school books. It was then that Tom remembered that Danielle cut through the park every day on her way home from school. This must be where she met that man.
He hid himself well behind the trees in the park, but made sure he could see what was going on. Tom watched them both smile, and saw Danielle hug the stranger. The man scanned the area carefully, not aware of Tom's presence, and then led the little girl down the pathway into the woods.
Both excited and nervous, Tom approached the hiking trail and followed the path inside. He stepped lightly, careful not to make any noise that might reveal his presence. As he approached the two figures standing deep in the woods, Tom kneeled down and made himself scarce while he watched his little girl unzip the strangers pants.
Tom was shocked at what he was seeing, and half of him told him he should put a stop to what was going on...but the other half...the half that sent his blood rushing to his cock made him stay right where he was, in silence.
Danielle's eyes grew wide as she watced Charles pee onto the fallen leaves. She was used to the way his cock felt in her hands, the smoothness of the skin, the heat that radiated from it, and the way it hardened each time when he was done peeing. She remembered what they did at her house the day before and her tummy got all funny inside. She liked the way Charles touched her...the way he held her body and ran his hands over her when he washed her, the way he brushed her hair...the way he made her little clitty tingle. No one had ever made her feel that way before, and she liked it.
When he was done peeing, Charles made no effort to pull away from Danielle. He looked down and saw her tiny little hands wrapped around his hardening cock. He was amazed at how bold he had gotten since when they first met. Perhaps it was the child's eagerness and curiosity that made it ok for him to do the things he'd done with her. As he felt himself pulse in her hand, he knew he had to have even more of her.
"Danielle, do you like the way that feels in your hands?"
"Oh yeah!" Danielle exclaimed.
"Oh, baby, I'm so glad. It feels good to me too. Do you want to know what else feels good?" Charles asked, his voice trembling.
"What?" She asked, taking the bait.
"Well, if you take your hands and rub up and down on me, then you'll make me feel lots of good things."
Being the innocent child that she was, Danielle didn't surprise Charles with her next question, "How will that make you feel good?"
Thinking for a moment, Charles replied, "Well, sweetie, do you remember yesterday when I peed on your little bump between your legs? You know...the spot that made you feel good and tingly?"
Danielle nodded and Charles continued, nervously "See, I have a feel-good-spot too, and when you touch me, it makes me tingle. When I feel good, that's when I grow and get hard like I am now."
Danielle just shrugged her shoulders. She liked Charles and she was learning a lot from him. He had always been nice to her, so she didn't see any reason not to do what he wanted. Slowly, she started pumping his cock her her little hand, watching the skin slide over his hardness.
Tom sat nearby watching what his daughter was doing. He was furious at what he was seeing...but as he thought about it, he realized he wasn't really as mad at what she was doing as much as who she was doing it with. His own cock strained against his pants, begging to be stroked. He felt himself pulse while he licked his lips and gazed upon his little girls hands.
"Am I doing it right?" Danielle asked.
Barely able to catch his breath, Charles muttered, "Oh, baby...yeah. Just like that. Keep going, sweetie, that's it...that's a good girl. You wanna be my little playmate, don't you...you want me to show you all sorts of nasty things that make you feel good don't you?"
As Charles spoke, the words echoed through Danielle's mind. She didn't quite understand everything that he was saying, but she knew she liked it. It made her feel special. Meanwhile, Tom was crazed with excitement, it made him hot to watch his daughter jerk this stranger off, but he thought he should put a stop to it...he just didn't know what to do.
Feeling out of control now, Charles couldn't turn back. Never in a million years would he think that he'd be standing here next to this beautiful child that was so eagerly masturbating him. He never would have thought he'd go this far...and he was tempted to go even further as he felt his cock throb in Danielle's tiny hands.
She looked down at Charles' cock, and saw the precum oozing out of the tip. She had seen it before, but didn't know what it was. "What is that?" She asked, pointing to the clear liquid forming on the head of his cock.
"That? Oh, that. That's uhh, special juice just for you."
"For me?!" Danielle cried.
"Ohh, sure honey. See when you make me feel good like you're doing now, my cock wants to say thank you by giving you a treat."
"This is a cock?" Danielle asked, never knowing the word for the part of Charle's body she loved to touch.
"Yes baby, and it's giving you a present. I think it would be nice of you to take it."
"Huh?"
"You know. It's special juice, so just stick your tongue out and taste it."
Thinking for a moment, Danielle placed her tongue on Charles' cock, tasting the drop of precum. "It's salty..." she said, not at all put off by the taste.
"Ohh, baby yes, do it again."
Danielle began licking the head of Charles' cock, swirling it around in tiny little circles, making sure she took all of the special juice that was made just for her.
"That's it baby...oh that's so good. What a sweet little angel. You're such a good girl, yeah...do it, lick my cock baby. Oh god! That's right...use your pretty little tongue...mmmake me feel good baby." Charles moaned.
Being a man who knew an opportunity when he saw one, Tom stood up. His own cock, aching to be touched, started spasming and he knew it wouldn't be long before he came from watching the scene before him...but he had better ideas for his little girl.
Trying to contain his excitement, Charles stepped out from behind the tree and shouted, "Danielle!! What the hell is going on here?!!!!!"
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