Page 2Snowbound, Page 3
By Leslie Schmidt
“Girls, looks like we're pretty much done here,” Kevin leaned against his shovel after pushing it into a snowbank.
His two daughters had been a big help, Vickie had worked with him on the drive while Laura had cleared the sidewalk and walkway to the door. He was looking at Vicky, she was smiling up at him when her face changed, an expression of disappointment mixed with a little anger came over her. At the same time, Kevin heard the scraping and diesel sound of a snowplow.
The plows had only been down the street once that day, and since then a rutted accumulation of several inches had built up. The two moved away from the street and watched in consternation as the plow came up, clearing the road. As it went by it showered the three with snow and left a berm of at least three feet across the entrance to the driveway. The driver waved.
“Shit!” Vickie said.
Kevin roll his eyes. “Come on, it'll only take a few minutes to clear.
Laura walked up, her shovel over her shoulder. “That sucks.”
The three of them went at the new pile and within five minutes had moved the berm into two large humps on either side of the drive. Then they went and cleared the space in front of the mailbox.
It was a wet snow, the temperature outside was just below freezing, but that made it actually seem colder. The snow had melted on their clothes and all three had wet feet and legs, their hands were pink from the cold. They stripped off their wet coats, mittens, boots and socks in the garage.
“Girls, lets get all this wet stuff in the dryer,” Kevin said as he undid his jeans.
Vickie simply complied, pulling her pants down and off. Laura smiled to herself—her dad was always doing things to try to see her naked, or at least partially naked. She looked at him. His briefs were damp too and she could plainly see the outline of his cock through the white fabric. He was so much bigger than Charlie. She pulled her pants off, knowing that her father liked the sight of her thong underwear and the imprint of her shaved camel toe. She caught him staring just before she turned and went into the kitchen, showing him her ass cheeks.
Vickie was wearing blue cotton panties—very brief but not thongs. However, Kevin just got a flash of these because her sweater reached halfway down her thighs—she could have worn it as a dress. Still, she was incredibly cute as he watched her willowy legs. She had really lengthened out over the summer.
Kevin was making sure nothing had been left in the pockets of the pants and coats before stuffing them in the dryer when Vickie reappeared.
“Daddy, Laura's in our shower. Can I use yours?”
“Sure, hon, just don't take too long, I need to get warmed up too.” The little girl scampered off and, a few seconds later, he followed. When he came into his bedroom he caught a glimpse of her naked form as she stepped into the shower. As he sat on his bed in his undershorts, his mind wandered back...
When Laura was born, seventeen years ago, he had been working swing shift at the hospital where he was a rad-tech. The job was often difficult and upsetting, by the time he came on most of the scheduled patients had been through, so he got more urgent and emergency cases. Almost every night he had to wipe blood off the equipment as auto accidents, fight victims, occasional GSWs would walk, be carried or rolled into the X-ray room. Of course, he'd regularly get looks at naked patients, a flash of tits, occasional pubes, but his patients were usually in pain, often not terribly cooperative as he had to position them to get the best picture. This was true also of the kids that came into his X- ray room, almost always with their parents, usually crying. One case would haunt him.
The little girl had been brought in by the police. A full set of X-rays had been ordered. She was four, a Hispanic girl with rich dark hair that reached the small of her back, olive skin, and she would have been really beautiful.
She was dropped off by the Charge Nurse from Emergency. The nurse had run out when her pager sounded. The child sat on the gurney and looked at him with her one good eye—the other was swollen shut. She didn't answer when he asked her name, only stared at someplace behind him—the 100 meter stare he occasionally saw in severely injured patients.
She didn't react as he lifted the hospital gown off of her or when he put her, naked, on the cool table. She was eerily silent as he rolled her around, taking different pictures of her on her back, on her stomach, close ups of the discolored area on her side, then arms, legs, and finally scull. All told, more than 20 shots.
The X-rays, as they rolled out of the developer, told the entire story. Three broken ribs, the orbital of her right eye socket was fractured but not displaced. And there were old injuries, a poorly healed right radius, two ribs on her right side, a finger that would always be crooked.
All through the exam she didn't say a thing, she just followed instructions or was completely listless. Kevin knew she had to be in excruciating pain but she never once whimpered. When he was done he wrapped her in a blanket and, mindful of her current injuries, carried her back to Emergency where he was directed to a room. The next day, and for two days after that, he went and visited her in Pediatrics. Only on the last day did she even smile at him.
That night, after his shift, he climbed into bed with Melissa and cuddled up to her back, spoons. He wrapped his arms around her stretched and firm belly. He felt a little foot kick at his wrist. He resolved that he would never spank his daughter, Laura, due sometime in the next three weeks. He would never touch her except with kindness and tenderness.
Two weeks later she decided to make her appearance. While she was in the tadpole stage, until she was around six months, Kevin never really looked at her carefully. He did notice that she had all the right parts, just tiny small. With Kevin working eves, that allowed him to be home most of the day while Melissa was home with Laura and they really shared a lot during that time. Then, when Laura was six months old, Melissa went back to work.
Now, Kevin was the daycare. Melissa would get up around six, bring Laura to bed and nurse her, then leave Kevin and the baby sleeping and go off to work. Usually Kevin slept until around eight, when Laura would wake up and want to be active. Then they would spend the day together.
It was one of these mornings, when Laura was around eight months old, that things changed. Kevin had been sleeping, laying on his side, curled around his little girl. It had been a warm night, but not hot, and they had left the windows open. Maybe during the day they'd need the AC, but for the night it was really comfortable. As normal in the summertime, Kevin was naked and Laura had nothing but a diaper on. It must have been a good dream because, when Kevin came awake, he had a raging hard-on. But what had woken him with a start was the feeling of tiny hands on his cock.
He looked down to see his baby daughter holding his cock and, as with anything that a baby that age gets in her hands, the next stop was her mouth. The feeling of the tiny baby's wet lips on his dickhead was incredible—and she sucked so hard! It was almost painful.
Kevin shifted up so the end of his dick was in the tiny one's mouth, and then started to gently stroke his shaft. Of course, she couldn't fit, didn't try to fit, the head of a man's cock in her mouth, all she was doing was suckling on the tip of his rod, moving her tongue back and forth across the pee hole, sucking just the same as she did on her mother's tits. She even looked up into her father's face with the same contented and loving expression she gave her mother.
This time, however, the milk didn't let down right away and she began to wonder what was wrong while, at the same time, she became aware that her Daddy was breathing hard and had a really tense expression on his face. He also seemed to be moving funny, pushing into her mouth and wiggling whatever it was she was sucking on with his hand. Still, she wanted to drink and just worked harder to get the milk.
Kevin was just beside himself with the feelings of having his cock sucked by the infant. She was looking up at him with such a loving expression, holding on to his cock with her tiny hands as she worked her jaw, lips, and tongue on the tip of his dick. The whole thing had just blown him away and he really didn't think about it as his balls churned and he humped into his daughter's face.
The cum built fast and, just when he noticed a change come over Laura's face, a look of concern, he gushed his first load of cum into her mouth.
Suddenly her mouth was full. But this wasn't the gentle flow that came from her mother, his was spurted into her mouth. It was a miracle that she wasn't inhaling when it happened or she would have choked on the torrent of sperm. Instead she swallowed some and the rest overflowed around her lips. Still, she was finally being fed, so she sucked even harder and was rewarded with another gush of milk, too much and she began to cough as the jez filled her mouth and some even went up into her sinuses.
Laura pushed away but the white goo kept coming, shooting out of her daddy onto her face and neck. It tasted different, it wasn't sweet, and it was slimy, not the warm liquid of Mommy's. She opened and closed her mouth, feeling it in her mouth and tasting. Then she swallowed what she could. There was more on her hands, so she put her fingers in her mouth and felt the goo.
Kevin lay on his side, panting, cum dribbling out of his cock to make a pool on the sheet. His baby daughter was covered with sperm. White goo clung to her face, more ropes and drops ran down to the sheets from her chest and throat. She spread the sticky stuff between her fingers, then put them to her mouth. He knew she had to have swallowed some but there seemed to be more on the outside than on the inside. There was more wetting her brown hair.
He sat up, his dick still sticking out, the last drops of cum oozing out of it, then pulled his little girl up sitting (she had just a couple of weeks earlier started to sit up). “You're such a wonderful little girl!” he said in a high 'baby talk' voice. “That was awesome.”
He picked her up and held her to his chest, smearing his semen on his chest. He kissed her, smearing more on his face. “Such a wonderful girl!” he said again.
Laura could tell her Daddy was pleased, although she didn't quite know what she'd done to make him happy, but she smiled at him anyway, a string of cum still between her lips.
As Kevin wiped the cum off his daughter's face with the sheet, he thought about what he had just done. His daughter, at the ripe old age of eight months, had just given her first blow job. It had been unexpected and awesome, the feeling of her tiny hands wrapped around his shaft, just behind the head, and her wet lips and tongue, sucking furiously at his cock, was incredible. He had just blown a good sized wad of cum into his daughter's mouth, she had sperm in her belly. He knew he shouldn't have allowed this to happen but, no harm done, she was happy and healthy and didn't seem to mind having a mouth full of cum. He knew also that this would never go anywhere, she didn't know anything about what had happened, it was just a new experience in a life that was full of new experiences. Still, he knew he could never do it again.
Feeling both elated and guilty, they went through their morning routine—breakfast in, on, around, above, behind, below the high chair, some time spent with Laura in the playpen while Kevin did a few chores around the house, a bottle, a poopy diaper, then a nap. Then, around two, she woke up, crying from her crib and pulling Kevin away from the computer.
He had her on the changing table and, well, this time he took a really careful look. Kevin didn't have anything to compare to, the only baby he'd ever changed was Laura, but still, it seemed that she was just a micro-miniature version of her mother, or the hundreds of other pussies he'd seen (some in the flesh, many more in pictures). He gently parted the lips and inspected her vagina, a tiny opening, maybe a quarter inch, mostly closed off by her cherry (that's something he'd only seen once before when he was a teenager). Smiling to himself, he put a clean diaper on her, then got her dressed for her afternoon at the daycare center at his hospital. She'd be picked up around five by Melissa.
It was two days later, as Melissa was moving around the house getting ready for work. She had nursed Laura, then changed her and put her back to bed next to Kevin. Her warm body was cuddled up to his side, she was in the crook of his arm, and his hand naturally lay on her thigh. In his drausiness, Kevin started rubbing the soft and smooth baby skin, feeling the puffyness of her baby fat. The tape on her diaper caught on his wrist and stuck some, pulling away slightly from the other side, loosening it.
Kevin raised his head and looked around, Melissa was in the bathroom working with the curling iron and makeup (she'd be at least ten more minutes). With his heartbeat speeding up, Kevin pulled his hand back, then slipped it under the diaper.
The gauzey lining snagged on his fingernails. He looked around again, then rearranged the covers so no one could tell what was going on under them, then he pulled the other tape free and pushed the front of the diaper down some. Now he could feel the soft shapes of his baby girl's pussy. He ran his finger up and down her slit and was rewarded by her wiggling her legs and a soft coo.
Melissa came out the bathroom and he froze. She dug in the top drawer of her bureau as he pulled his hand out of his daughter's crotch. He watched through slitted eyes as she put on knee-highs and shoes, then went out of the room. Kevin pushed his hand back down between the baby's legs.
His finger would just part the puffy lips, sticking in the moist warmth there, but there was not enough wetness to let is slide. He wiggled his finger back and forth, Laura kicked her legs some, but, looking down at her face, Kevin couldn't tell whether she liked it or not— she was just looking around, inspecting her fingers, then grabbed a piece of the sheet and pushed it in her mouth. Melissa walked back in.
“You're awake? I'm going now,” she said.
“Umm...have a good day, dear.”
She leaned down and kissed her husband, then leaned across him and kissed Laura. “Bye- bye sweetie,” she said (she had no idea that her husband's finger was nestled in her little girl's pussy lips).
After he heard the apartment door close and the clicking of the lock, he started rubbing Laura's pussy again. This time, with his other hand, he started stroking his cock. Laura continued to lay quietly, enjoying the new feeling of her daddy rubbing her, she pushed her hips forward a little but then her hand found the plastic ring of keys and she started playing with them.
Kevin's cock was rock hard in his hand and he was getting ready to cum when the image of his little girl smeared with his sperm came to him. He rose up, rolling on his side and pulled the covers down. Laura lay there, naked, her diaper opened and pulled down, and smiled up at her daddy. Kevin shifted around to kneel below her, his rather large cock, as big around and as long as one of her thighs, sticking up. He grabbed two pillows and lay them next to her, then lifted the baby up and, leaving the diaper behind, placed her on the pillows.
Laura looked up at the ceiling, the pillows were soft under her, it was comfortable, then rattled the keys some. She felt fingers on her and looked down. Kevin was spreading her pussy lips, inspecting the rice size clit and tiny slit opening to her cunt. Then he leaned down and licked her between her lips.
Laura was startled by the warm wetness of her daddy's tongue and she looked down at him with surprise. Still, the it felt really good that he was licking her there and, for a few moments she watched as he did it. But then she got distracted by the fan above the bed going around and started watching that. She was beginning to feel a little tightness between her thighs, a new feeling, and kind of good.
From what he had read, Kevin knew that there was some sexual response in babies but that it wasn't nearly as strong as with adults, but he was still kind of surprised when Laura started humping her tiny hips up into his mouth. The idea was such a turn on, he was stroking his member with his free hand and building quickly. As he neared the top he lifted up and started to rub his cock along the baby's tiny crack.
Laura again looked down at her daddy. He was no longer licking her but was rubbing something, that part that she had fed from earlier, on her. He had that tense look on his face again and she was a little scared that he was mad. He kept rubbing against her and that made the itch, the feelings in her thighs, a little better. She spread her legs apart a little more—that was even better.
Kevin's cock was huge against the tiny girl. Her belly was soft and she was actually pushing her pussy up against his shaft. He was about to cum and suddenly the idea of pumping his jez into her cunt crossed his mind. He went over the edge as he pushed the tip of his cock at the tiny opening and spewed white goo into her crack. He slipped up, his dick on her belly and shot more cum, making a pool of white slime on her stomach and a couple of ropes up over her chest and shoulders.
Now he was kneeling over the baby, panting, as the last of his cum dripped off his dick onto her. Laura ran her hands through the mess on her belly and chest, then put her fingers in her mouth. She chewed at the sperm, exploring the feeling to the salty slime.
“Fuck, that's sexy,” Kevin said. He leaned back on his heels, surveying his cum covered baby girl. Then he used his fingers to collect a big dollop of goo off her belly and fed it into her mouth. Laura looked at him, then smiled, a bubble of sperm on her lips. Kevin leaned down and, with his thumbs, spread her pussy lips, opening her cunt. Inside the tiny vagina, pushed through the small opening, was more of his sperm—swimmers working their way into his baby girls womb.
After a while, however, the fun and sexiness of cum-spattering his baby started to wear off. First, Kevin noticed that the little girl started to push away his cock. Apparently she really didn't like the taste of semen and, when he'd offer his schlong for her to suck, she'd avoid it, only after a while taking it to her lips. Then, as soon as the first load of jez would fill her mouth, she'd push it away, then look at him with an unhappy expression as she spat out his cum, having it run down her cheeks and chin. OK, the thought, so his little girl didn't like to drink his spunk, he certainly wouldn't force her.
Then, after a couple of months, he noticed that she simply wasn't really paying attention. She'd watch and smile when he sucked and licked her pussy, sometimes she'd shiver some with what seemed like an orgasm, and she'd usually become quiet as he rubbed his cock up and down her slit and belly, but more often she'd just lay there and play with her hands or a toy, ignoring him. After she began to walk, although she was getting sexier by the week, she'd just look down at her cum covered pussy and belly, then get up and toddle away as if to say, “Daddy's done, time to go find something else to do.”
He did think it was awfully sexy to watch her roam around, cum running down her legs, but by October it was simply getting too cold to hang around the house naked. No matter how high you set the thermostat, there were still drafts, cold air coming off the window or blowing in under the door. Also, around the first of the year, he moved to day shift and she went into daycare full time. Now, with all of them on a normal schedule, the opportunities just became fewer. And, as she approached two years old and started to talk, he had to stop. By the time she was 30 months old she had completely forgotten the taste of her daddy's sperm or the feeling of him rubbing his cock on her slit.
There was one other thing; Kevin, very obliquely, suggested to Melissa that he thought the new trend of women to shave their pubes was really sexy, and she took the hint. One evening, when they were driving home after a 'date' (Laura was at her mother's for the evening) she guided his hand up her dress. He actually did loose control of the car when he felt her sexy smooth cunt and they ended up in a rainy ditch, laughing their heads off. It cost $120 to have the car pulled out, but it wasn't damaged, and they went home and fucked like newlyweds. The sight of his cock running in and out of his wife's shaved cunt was something that he'd never get enough of.
When Laura was five, and had started in Kindergarten, they decided that it was a good time to grow their family. Once Melissa took the patch off her thigh it only took six months before she was pregnant. Four months after that, when she was having a check up and Kevin and a Rad Tech worked together doing a Sonogram, they knew that Laura was going to have a little sister.
Vickie liked it inside and refused to come out. Eventually, after 20 hours of labor, Melissa gave in and she was wheeled off to the operating room. Vickie was a beautiful pink baby but a bit underweight. Actually, she was normal length, just thin with long slender legs and arms. “This one's going to grow up to be a runner,” the doctor commented.
Kevin was, however, a little concerned about one part of her. Her pussy was just the tiniest of clefts, almost just a wrinkle, down between her legs. No one else mentioned it, so he figured it was OK. Still, when she was just a few days old, just home from the hospital, he inspected her closely. Everything was there, just very shallow. Her clit ridge ran between the slight rises of her outer lips, the smaller lips pulled apart to show the tiny opening to her vagina. It just seemed that, like the rest of her, the skin was pulled taunt across her muscles and bones—she didn't have any babyfat.
What Vickie didn't have in external genitalia, however, she made up for in sexual response. She was just a couple of weeks old, Melissa and Laura were asleep, when Kevin picked the baby up and took her to the changing table in the nursery. First he just gently rubbed her with some baby oil on the tip of his finger and he was surprised that she started rocking her hips with his movements. Then he went down on her, licking her tiny crack and she almost immediately shivered and grunted, breaking out in a sweat. Kevin was amazed—obviously this tiny baby had just had an orgasm. It took only a minute more and she came a second time but, when he continued tongueing her, she began to fuss, then whimper—obviously the feelings were a bit too intense.
Still, the opportunities were few. Kevin had moved into an administration job and was working days. If he was at home with Melissa gone, he had both girls. Laura was always very interested in helping with her little sister, in fact, they seemed to be almost inseparable.
But, unlike her older sister, Vickie didn't seem to mind the taste of cum. Some evenings, when Melissa was out with a friend and after Laura was in bed, Kevin would take his baby girl into his bedroom and lay down with her on the bed.
When she was about ten months, and crawling, she crawled right up between his legs and took his cock and started to suck. She wanted to! Kevin sat on the bed, his back against the wall, and watched as his little girl tried to work his entire dick head into her mouth while grasping the shaft with both hands. His balls were rubbing on her thighs.
He brushed her dark hair back to get a better view as she looked up at him with shining eyes. After just a few moments more he started spewing in her mouth. A look of real concentration came over her face as she tried to get every drop of her daddy's cum. Still, some leaked out but he watched her throat working as she swallowed over and over again.
Sometimes, when he was changing her, she'd lift her legs up, holding her feet in the air, her knees bent, and also lift her head so she could look down at her pussy. Then she'd give him a smile that only the two of them knew about. He'd seen her do this when her mother was changing her, and assumed that the same request was made of others, like at day care. But he was the only one who knew how she would also pull her legs up and look down at him when he licked and sucked her pussy. Then, as he licked and pushed at the tiny cleft with his tongue, she'd begin to breath harder, then slowly lean back, her feet sinking to his shoulders. When she came, she'd push her cunt into his face, lifting her tiny butt by pushing down on his shoulders with her feet.
She also liked it when he'd rub his Johnson along her cunt. She especially liked to sit in his lap with his cock up between her legs. She'd hold it against her belly, hugging her daddy's dick, and rock up and down until he'd smear up her belly and chest with his goo. Then she'd turn around and hug him, sliding against his chest with his own sperm, and kiss him, pushing her tiny tongue out to meet his.
One evening, when Vickie was about 18 months and Laura had just turned eight, Kevin realized that it was time to cool it with his baby daughter before he got caught. The two girls had been playing in the bath, Melissa was in the living room watching TV and Kevin went into the girl's bathroom to get them out and ready for bed. Laura stepped out of the bath and was drying herself as Kevin stood Vickie on the toilet lid and dried her. When he put her down, she ran from the room and across the hall into the master bedroom. There she jumped up on the bed, landing on her butt, and spread her legs to show her daddy. There was no mistaking the invitation in her smile—a universal language that all women instinctively know. Laura looked up at her daddy with a bit of a confused smile while Kevin tried to keep his face expressionless. He went into the room with the towel and bundled the baby nympho up to take her to her room.
It was kind of difficult, however, to let it drop. The main reason for this was Melissa. From the time Laura had come home, while they still lived in a two bedroom apartment, she had insisted that they leave the bedroom door open, 'so they could hear'. Laura had been just moved out of her crib when, one evening while Melissa knelt between her husband's thighs, they both became aware of an audience.
Kevin pushed her a bit but Melissa just looked up at her husband and said, “Oh, don't worry about it, she doesn't know what we're doing,” then went back to sucking his cock. Of course, Laura did exactly know what they were doing and, as he humped up into his wife's face, filling her mouth with his goo, she turned around and went back to her room. She thought about it, thinking it strange that her mommy liked to drink her daddy's milk—she thought it was yucky.
As the girls grew up, their mom was very open with them about sex. By the time she was five, Laura knew exactly were babies came from and had watched her parents practicing a few times. In fact, Kevin sometimes wondered if Laura had watched her baby sister being conceived. Still, she didn't really take all that much notice. “Oh, you're doing THAT again,” she once said.
With the little sex pot Vickie, however, things were a little different. She was probably eight months old when she discovered that she could undo the tapes of her diaper and pleasure herself. The sight of Vickie masturbating became somewhat common, sometimes, to her parent's embarrassment, she'd do it in public and they'd have to pull her hand out of her pants to stop her. “Mom, she's doing it again,” was a fairly common complaint from the back seat. Melissa's mother was at first scandalized by the child's sexuality but then dealt with it the same way Vickie's parents did—telling her to go to her room or not to do it with other people around. There were a couple of comments from daycare workers and, once, her kindergarten teacher told Melissa that she had noticed Vickie 'rubbing herself' and that it was a sign that she may have been molested.
“Oh no,” Melissa had said, “she's done that since she was a baby—we've tried teach her when and where but occasionally she forgets. If you just call on her, she'll stop.”
Sure enough, a couple of days later during a quiet time the teacher had just had to look at her from across the room and say, “Vickie.” The girl had looked up with an embarrassed expression, then gone back to her drawing, this time without her hand in her lap.
All of this came flooding back into Kevin's mind as he crawled back into bed next to his sleeping wife that evening of the sleep-over. Seeing the sexy ten year old, Marie, naked—being caught naked himself—had reawakened certain thoughts. He jerked off next to his wife, remembering the feeling of his baby daughters mouths on his cock, the feeling of their baby pussies on his tongue, and he wondered what the ten year old would be like.
Now, with a teen and a tween, he was contented with the regular, comfortable sexlife with his wife. Still, he loved the short glimpses he'd occasionally get of his daughters. Once, a year ago, they had driven to a secluded beach on a river and, after some talking and conjuling by both parents, first Vickie and then Laura had stripped down. As the afternoon had progressed he had gotten a few pictures of them. Now they were on a CD, hidden amongst the piles of old back-ups and obsolete programs, but they did occasionally get looked at.