Thrillseekers (Mg, public, extreme-ped, inc, vag) By Silent Steps --------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or deceased is entirely coincidental. If you are under eighteen years old, or if it is illegal in your community to read explicit stories depicting sex between adults and minors, or if you are offended by such material, close this and go do something else. Do not contact me attempting to arrange illegal activities or the trading of illegal material. In short, let's keep this legal - that way, we can keep it fun. Thank you. --------------------------------------------------- Never let anyone tell you that little girls can't get kinky. They are, after all, human beings, and as such, they are all different. Diversity is the spice of life. And I just have to say... my daughter has some serious spice. I've done my best to keep up with her as she's aged. It's difficult. Even with my cheating ex-wife well out of the picture (by her own design), the boundless energy of a child really exhausts me. I mean, I can't complain too much. I'm a pedophile, living with a beautiful, sex-crazed little girl. Only... have you ever cum so many times in a row your balls ache a little? That happens to me. A lot. But that's not all there is to it. The sex itself isn't enough. She has a wild imagination, too, and is always looking for the next big adventure with her daddy. She's gets more and more creative every day. And I seem to always bend to her will on every occasion. We started making love when she was only six years old. She's nine now, and even more stunning than she was back then. She has naturally curly, thick, brown hair, which has a tendency to bounce on her shoulders when she walks. Her body is super petite, even for her age, but somehow I am able to fully penetrate her up any of her three holes. My princess is named Beth, and I'd like to recount the wildest, riskiest thing we've done together. So far, at least. We were on vacation in Florida, visiting all the theme parks one by one. I was grateful to have her each night at the hotel after seeing so many sexy little girls in their summer clothes. I'm not sure how many adults make love to children in the beds of hotels, but we certainly added a notch to ours. Then, one day, as Beth and I were walking along, breathing in the smell of cotton candy and listening to all the squeals and sounds of the park, something caught HER eye for a change. She scampered out in front of me and grabbed my arms. Next thing I knew, she was looking up at me with THOSE eyes. Those narrowed, catlike eyes of lust. "Daddy~?" She cooed adorably, as she pushed herself up close. I could feel that her chest was still perfectly flat against my abdomen. Not even mosquito bites yet. "W... what is it pumpkin?" I asked, tentative. After all, I couldn't just bend her over and fuck her in plain sight - though if I could, I would. I'd love to give all those other parants some ideas. Beth pointed her small finger towards the nearest rollercoaster, a simple affair with several loop-de-loops. "I wanna go on... THAT ride." The question seemed so innocent, but I still detected that there was more to it. But she has me wrapped around her tiny finger, so I nodded anyway and bent down, kissing her soft curls. "Of course, baby." She had the cutest little smile of mischief the whole way to the ticket booth. She made sure to stand in front of me so that she could occasionally nudge her upper back against my groin, clearly trying to get me stirred up. Of course she knows that most people would be against what we do. She knows how illegal it is. Yet it's never stopped her from teasing me. We bought our tickets and walked toward the ride. Her tiny hand found mine and quickly pulled me along, such that I followed with a short stumble. I think we must have cut line or something, because she managed to navigate us perfectly to the very back seat. It was two-person affair, and not particularly descript - it wasn't much of a themed ride, just a coaster with generic, walled in seats. Each of the cars fit two people, and they were connected by several feet of chain. My daughter and I climbed in together, and Beth scooted up until our bottoms touched. As the rules of the ride were being rattled off, she craned her small head up a little and whispered into my ear. "I have my special panties on, daddy." My cock instantly started to harden. Her special panties! Those were the ones I got her for valentines day... the ones with the zipper right across her tiny pussy, so that I could fuck her while they were on. Her hand was on my crotch now, and it was slowly unzipping my jeans. I realized why this ride had caught her eye - the privacy of each car was almost perfect for getting away with something lewd. But not without just enough risk to give her that thrill she loved. "Honey, be careful." I whispered, but my cock slid right out into her small fingers. They gripped, and lovingly stroked back and forth until I was fully erect and throbbing. I looked around at the other parants and children, the families waiting in line, sometimes getting smiles from other moms and dads. If they only knew. "All settled in?" Asked the steward of the ride, as she walked towards us. Giggling, Beth clasped hands with me in my lap, obscuring my cock. "Uh huh! We're all buckled up!" She announced. The steward smiled at the adorable, seemingly innocent child. "Alright, have a good ride!" and went to start the ride. "Daddy quick, get me in your seatbelt." I didn't have time to argue as the ride began to slowly awaken, crawling forward on the track. She scooted in against me as I unbuckled myself and locked it around her. As our car climbed up, and up, and up, she did the same to my lap, slowly easing in until she was up on top of my cock. Luckily the seatbelts were pretty tolerant so that heavier people could ride, and we both comfortably fit just one of them. "Heee." She giggled, looking up at me as she wriggled her little butt - her little pantied butt. Her miniskirt had been pulled up so that my cock could get under, and there they were - the wet, warm folds of child pussy. She had unzipped, so now my cock was nudging up between the fat lips like a hotdog into a bun. "You want it inside?" I whispered, my heart racing. "Uh huh." Beth said, childish and sweet. Her little body slowly raised, and I submitted to her. My erection raised into an upright position, mostly, with the mushroom cap pressed flush against her soft lips. Then she sank slowly down and back, gasping sweetly as her little underaged vulva gobbled me up. I groaned too - nothing in this world feels like a preteen cunt. She settled back into my lap, fully impaled. I kept praying to any god that might be listening not to let any of the other adults look back this way and see that she was in my lap, but only a few kids peeked back - and they didn't think anything of it. They certainly didn't think that my throbbing adult prick was up in this child's belly, buried in her tiny baby vagina. Being inside a little girl is such a wonderful thing that normally I get right to fucking her when its in - but it was obvious she was in charge of that this time. Her small hips rocked forward and back, letting those tight, velvety walls of wetness glide against me as I simply sat. "Is that good, daddy?" She whispered. "Is my kitty good and warm?" "Nice and warm for daddy... but what about-" I began, noticing that we were reaching the top. "Just do it, daddy." She whispered, kissing me softly on the cheek before leaning forward and grabbing the front of our car. I grasped it with her, my large hands overlapping each of her tiny ones. Now I had control. I was positioned to fuck her good and hard. My heart briefly held as we crossed the threshold, and with a multitude of screaming voices, plunged down. With my blood immediately pumped full of adrenaline, my hips came to life. As we zoomed almost straight downward at high speed, I began to firmly pound my daughter in a half-sitting, half-standing position. It was a challenging fuck - the angle of my thrusts had to change with each chaotic difference in our pitch and yaw. Our sense of up and down dissapeared, particularly as we hit the first loop. I could hear other children gasping and wailing, but only one little girl was moaning sexually - mine. Her tiny butt smacked against my hips again and again. Her pussy was the wettest I'd ever felt her as it rythmically squeezed my shaft. I felt mad with the cocktail of chemicals my body was giving off as the world sped by on all directions. In front of all these people, I was fucking a preteen girl right up her baby, bald cunt, and nobody was the wiser! "Mmmh daddy..." She whined, as I leaned to kiss her tiny neck. My hands slid up her shirt, feeling her tiny nipples and soft skin. I was pumping furiously, hoping that I could finish before the ride did - if it did, I knew, I'd have to just keep fucking the child in front of all the shocked people until I was done. And then my life would be over. After the third loop, the rail bent sharply upward and we fell back in the seat. Beth's tight pussy slammed to the base of my shaft and she quivered hard in my arms, so I held her. "Daddy - I'm c... I'm cu...." she couldn't finish her words. And then we were falling forward again. Something about that fall did it for both of us. I gave her one firm, hard thrust, punching a shockwave into her little uturus. The child screamed with orgasm in my ear, her mouth open and tongue lolling out, only to be caught up in my mouth. I hushed our moans by sucking her tiny tongue and kissing her deeply. Her tiny cunt spasmed around me, and I began to squirt my load - lots of it. More than I knew my balls could make. At high speed, I was cumming into a small child's tight belly. I spaced out as I unleashed what felt like a gallon sperm into her. Into this tiny, preteen child. I'm lucky I didn't actually black out... ~ The ride ended with us sweaty, red-faced, but side by side again. She had to zip up her little panty slit in case all that sperm dripped out of her now gaping cunt when we were walking - someone might wonder why white goo is dribbling down a preteen girl's thigh, after all. After we returned to the platform, we walked out with the line, smiling at each other mischieviously. But there was one last treasure for the memory at the end of the walkway - the photo station. There we were, on one of the screens, moaning together in the etscasy of orgasm, with the camera angled very fortunately to hide that she was fully in my lap. All you could see was the look of pleasure and excitement on our faces. I bought a large print of our moment and handed it to Beth as we stepped back off into the park proper. She hugged it against her flat chest and beamed up at me. "Thanks daddy, I'm hanging this by the bed." I grinned and tusseled her curly hair. "What next, princess?" "Can I have some cotton candy?" "You got it." Like I said, some kids are really crazy. I guess I got lucky.