Bob sat and Candy straddled his lap
while she loosened his tie and helped him remove his jacket. She rubbed her
crotch against his steadily growing erection and then acted as if she’d just
discovered the anomaly in his trousers. It was a game he never grew tired
of—her discovery and exploration of his genitals.
“What’s this thing?” she prodded his
bulge then cupped her hand around it.
“That’s part of Daddy’s body. Not for
little girls to touch.” He moved her hand away. Having her pester for more
information was part of the game.
But tonight, Candy simply turned
around and sat on his lap facing away from him. Her abundant curls and the
floppy bow filled his vision.
“Put your legs out straight and I’ll
show you my game,” she demanded.
He obeyed, stretching his legs and
making an incline. Candy sat on his lap, scraping her bottom against his swollen
shaft as she pushed off and slid down his legs to the floor. Then she turned
and looked up at him from down on her knees. “See. You’re my slide.”
Bob held his arms out for her so she
could climb back up and do it again. She dragged herself over him, inflicting
agony on his cock before sliding down his legs.
Again she looked up at him but with a
frown this time. “You don’t make a very good slide.”
He laughed, charmed as always by her
silly games. “Come here, sweetie. Let me cuddle you.”
Once more she climbed on his lap, but
facing him and with her head nestled in the crook of his neck and shoulder. He
sat quietly rocking her for a while, letting the tension of the day leech away.
Candy’s breath blew warm against his
neck. Her fingers toyed with the edge of his collar. “Want to tell me what’s
bothering you?” she asked, and her voice deepened to a womanly tenor. “I’ve
been feeling a vibe from you lately. Are you tired of this? Of me?”
“No! Oh God, no.” He grasped her
shoulders and pushed her away so he could look into her face. “It’s just that
my work’s been stressful.”
“And…” she prompted. “There’s
something more. Something to do with us. I can feel it.”
He inhaled and exhaled slowly. “It’s
your work. I think about you there, getting hit on by guys and mistreated by
your manager, and I don’t like it. What I’d really like is to keep you here all
the time. Safe, protected and all mine. But we’ve only been seeing each other a
couple of weeks. It’s too soon to ask for that kind of commitment.”
“Uh, I think you just did.” She
smiled. “You want me to move in and be your 24/7 sub?”
“Yes.” He nodded. “That’s exactly what
I want. How would you feel about that, giving up your autonomy and becoming a
full time little girl?”
Candy paused, considering. “I don’t
know if I could act that role all the time. I’m still finding my way as far as
being both a grown up and a childish version of me.”
“We can work it out together. You
don’t have to act full time. But I do want you to move out of your apartment
and live here.” He paused and added, “If you want.”
“I do. I’ve been hoping you’d ask me.”
She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him hard.
Bob held her, breathing in the sweet
scent of powder and soap. He’d never been happier. His little girl was coming
to stay permanently.
At last Candy pulled away with a
little wiggle of her bottom on his lap. “Now Daddy, about this thing in your
pants. Can I see what it looks like?”
Chapter Four
Candy was excited. Her Daddy was
throwing a party and two other Daddies were bringing their little girls to
play. She was getting tired of spending so many hours alone in the house while
Daddy worked. It would be nice to have friends over.
She finished taping crepe paper and
stood back to look at the room she’d decorated. With the colorful streamers and
balloons, it looked like the best birthday party ever. There were gift boxes
for all the children so no one would be left out. Daddy had said this was a
birthday party for them all.
Candy looked in the mirror,
straightened her pigtails and pulled down her party dress, which kept riding up
high to show her white underpants. This would be her first time playing with
other girls like her. She wondered what the Daddies would do as they watched
them and what kinds of things they might want the girls to play together. The
naughty ideas that darted through her head excited her and made her underpants
grow damp. She wanted to rub herself there, but Daddy had said “no touching”
and so she kept her hands away from her crotch.
The doorbell rang and she jumped. “They’re
here!” she called.
Daddy came from his office and went to
answer the door. He welcomed his friend and introduced the black-haired man
with a moustache to Candy. “This is Mr. Fischer and his little girl, Jane. Say
‘hello’, Candy.”
She felt suddenly shy as she gazed at
the beautiful girl with straight blond hair held back by a headband. Would Jane
like her? “Hello,” she whispered.
“Hi.” Jane didn’t look at her but
around the room, and she didn’t let go of her Daddy’s hand.
“Don’t be shy, Janie. It’s all right,”
Mr. Fischer said.
Knowing that Jane was nervous too made
Candy feel bolder. “Want to come see my room and my toys?”
Jane glanced up at her Daddy before
answering. “Sure.”
The two girls scampered off to play,
their Daddies trailing after them and chatting about grown up things like
“adjusting” and “role playing” and “regression”. Candy wasn’t really listening.
Her attention was on her new friend, Jane.
She showed the girl her dollhouse with
all its tiny furniture. Then they climbed onto the bed and chose which stuffed
animals were their favorites.
“I have some special toys in my toy
box,” Candy said. “I think you’ll like them.”
She slid off the bed and knelt beside
the box, opening the lid to reveal the toys she and Daddy kept for some of
their special games. Jane lifted out a thick, black dildo. “What’s this?”
“You can put it places, like in your
mouth or down here.” Candy pointed at the place between her legs. “Do you want
me to put it in you? It’s really neat.”
“I guess so.” Jane looked doubtful.
Candy leaned in and hugged her then
gave her a soft kiss on the mouth. “Don’t be afraid. It’s a fun game. You’ll
see. But first we have to take some of your clothes off.”
She told Jane to climb onto the bed
again and Candy took off her guest’s shoes and socks. She tickled Jane’s feet
until the other girl giggled and squirmed. Then she sang the Itsy Bitsy Spider
song as she crawled her fingers up Jane’s legs toward her panties. Jane laughed
and rolled back and forth it tickled her so much.
Candy flipped up the skirt of Jane’s
embroidered party dress and pulled down her lacy pants. The other girl’s pussy
was pink and pretty like rose petals. Candy slid her fingers in between the
folds and touched her all over. Then she brought her fingers to her nose and
smelled Jane’s musky scent and tasted it.
Jane lay very still, tense and afraid.
“I don’t think I want you to put that big thing in me.”
Candy glanced at the doorway where
their two Daddies leaned against the wall, watching them play. Oh, she could
see how much they enjoyed this game. Mr. Fischer was rubbing his cock through
his trousers. Her own Daddy’s eyes glittered. He looked as hungry as the Big
Bad Wolf in the story.
“It’s okay, Janie. Let her do it,” Mr.
Fischer croaked.
Jane looked at him with trust and
adoration in her blue eyes. “All right, Daddy. If you say so.”
Candy slid her fingers in and out of
Jane’s pussy, stretching and widening it. Then she tickled Jane’s special
little button and the girl began to relax. While she did those things, Candy
sucked on the dildo, which tasted like licorice. One of the Daddies groaned he
liked the way it looked so much.
Now Candy brought the big dildo to
Jane’s opening and pressed it inside. She watched the girl’s cunt wrap around
the toy as Candy pushed it inside. The sight made Candy’s own pussy feel
slippery and empty. She wanted something to fill her too—something like her
Daddy’s special part.
“Candy,” Daddy said softly. “Janie
would like it if you lick her down there. Why don’t you do that?”
She smiled at him over her shoulder
and bent to obey, breathing in the strong scent of the other girl’s smooth
pussy. She could see Jane’s body grasping at the dildo as Candy drove it in and
out of her, and she could tell Jane was excited because her little red bud
stood erect and because she was moaning. Candy spread Jane’s pussy lips with
the fingers of her spare hand and leaned close to lick her cunt.
Janie shuddered and whimpered. Candy
liked the sound of her pleasure. She looked over at the two men and made a show
of licking Jane like she was a desert. “Mmmm,” Candy moaned loudly. “You taste
so good, Janie.”
“Christ, that’s hot,” Mr. Fischer
muttered, and when Candy glanced at him again, his cock was out of his pants
and he was rubbing it fast.
She continued to fuck Jane with the
dildo and lick her pussy until the other girl cried out and jerked on the bed.
“Oh, oh, oh, Daddeeeee,” she called out to him as she came. Mr. Fischer gave a
strangled groan and his red cock head spurted white cream, just like her
Daddy’s did when he was excited.
Candy loved how their guests were
enjoying the party. It made her pussy throb and ache and her little nipples go
as hard as diamonds. She hoped that later, Jane would lick her and suck on her
titties.
After Jane was finished, Candy slid the
wet dildo from inside her and licked it clean while she gazed into her Daddy’s
eyes. She knew he wanted to take his cock out like Mr. Fischer had, but he kept
it in his trousers, a big, thick bulge.
Candy helped Jane pull her panties up
and smooth down her dress. She put on her socks and tried to buckle her shoes,
but it was too hard and Mr. Fischer had to finish for her. And just in time,
too, because the doorbell rang again. Their last visitor had arrived.
Candy was surprised when she went with
her Daddy to answer the door. The child named Chris was not a girl but a boy.
She hadn’t known there would be a little boy at the party. He was with his
Daddy, Mr. Bryce.
Chris was a tall boy, even taller than
his Daddy. He had blond hair like Janie only darker. He looked at Candy and
then down at his feet.
“Come in,” Daddy Bob said. “Come and
sit down and we’ll start the games.”
The three Daddies sat on chairs, but
their little ones sat on the floor near their feet. Janie sat close to Candy
and held her hand. They were best friends now. Both of them stared uncertainly
at the strange boy.
Daddy Bob broke the awkward silence by
getting the children to play games. They pinned the tail on the donkey and
Janie won. She got a prize and the others watched her open a sparkly necklace
that flashed lights. She put it around her neck.
The played hot potato next and Chris
was the first one stuck holding the ball so he was out of the game. He seemed
happy to crawl over to his Daddy and lean against his knee. Mr. Bryce petted his
head and leaned to whisper something to him. Chris looked up at him and his
Daddy brushed his hair back from his forehead and kissed him tenderly. When the
music stopped again, Candy was holding the star-spangled ball. Janie had won
again. This time her prize was a huge, all-day sucker. She smiled and winked at
her Daddy as she received it.
“Let’s let the kids play on their own
for a little bit,” Mr. Bryce suggested. “See what they get up to.”
The men poured drinks at the bar and
the little girls and boy sat looking at each other, trying to decide what to do.
Candy felt like she should get things moving since it was her house. The dildo
had been a big hit with Janie, perhaps Chris would like to play that kind of
game too. She slid in close beside him on one side and Jane on his other side.
Jane offered them all licks of her big sucker.
“How old are you, Chris?” Candy asked.
“I’m seven.”
“Me, too.”
“Do you live with your Daddy all the
time?”
He shook his head. “No. Sometimes I
have to go to work and be a grown up.”
“That’s too bad. How about you,
Janie?”
“I have a job, too.”
Candy thought how lucky she was to be
able to be a little girl all the time. She leaned close to Chris and whispered
loudly, “Have you ever had a girl touch your winkie? Can Janie and me look at
it?”
“I guess so,” he mumbled.
Candy exchanged glances with Jane then
she reached for the zipper of Chris’s short pants. She pulled the zipper down
and drew out Chris’s soft penis. It wasn’t nearly as impressive as Daddy’s, but
she knew how to make it grow bigger. She rubbed her hand up and down until the
shaft grew stiff and stood up straight.
“Cool.” Janie stared at the boy’s
erection. “Can I touch it?”
His face was bright red but he nodded.
Soon both girls were exploring his penis and balls, rubbing their hands all
over him. Chris groaned and closed his eyes.