From: bogus@bogus (Bogus)
Subject: STORY (new): Katie
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Katie
By The Sinister Minister
It was a hot, summer day in the middle of June. Jonathan was
lying naked on the beach, surrounded by all the other nudists, working
on his tan. He had been going to the nude beach for years, so he felt no
discomfort lying there with nothing on, tanning his body.
He watched as his daughter splashed in the waves, cooling off after
working hard at a sand castle all morning. As Katie danced around, he
couldn't help admiring all the perfect little curves on her body. At four,
her smooth, soft skin looked golden from the long hours she had spent
under the sun at that very beach. Her round face beamed with a smile
that spread from ear to ear. His eyes flowed down her body, outlining
her small shoulders, then her chest, then her buttocks. He stopped here
to admire the perfection she had been blessed with. Her buttocks were
shaped perfectly; they looked small, round and firm. She turned toward
him and waved, giggling.
As he waved back, he couldn't stop himself from staring at her
smooth, soft little mound. The number of times he had seen it he could
never count, but this time was a little different. He couldn't believe how
perfect her small, hairless slit looked, hiding between her tiny bronzed
legs. He knew she would grow up to be beautiful. He rolled onto his
back again, and didn't give the incident another thought for a couple of
years.
Katie was six. Time seemed to have gone so fast. Jonathan was
amazed that his little girl had grown so quickly. Just two weeks earlier
she had finished her first year in school, and was looking forward to
going back in the fall as a big first-grader. They were on vacation again.
He felt himself unwinding and becoming more relaxed as he lay
back on the sand. He was proud to have a daughter who was so
comfortable with her body. As soon as they arrived, she had pulled all of
her clothes off and gone running straight to the water. Now she was
heading back toward him. She trotted up talking about what a great
hole she had made in the sand until the tide filled it in. She came over to
where he lay and plopped herself down on his chest, looking him in the
eye. "Thanks so much for bringing me here again, Daddy," she said. "I
love it here, and I love you too." And with that, she reached down and
gave him a hug.
She lay on her father for a while, enjoying the warm sun on her
back, and the feel of her strong father's muscles underneath her. Slowly,
she wiggled down to lay her head on his chest. This left her little slit
pressed hard against Jonathan's penis. He was a little disturbed by this,
but she looked so happy snuggled against him that he decided not to
worry about it.
Katie fell asleep on her father's chest and they lay there under the
sun for a while. Eventually Katie started to stir. It was evening, and it
was getting cool. All the other people had left, and they were alone on
the beach. As she woke, Katie began to realize how cold she was, and
tried to snuggle tighter against her father. She was still lying on her
father's penis, and this wiggling made it stiffen. Katie felt it change
under her, which made her sit up and laugh. She slid off him, then
reached down and touched his penis. Her cool fingers on his hardening
shaft made him jerk, but then he relaxed. Her touch was so soft that he
could not make himself stop her. She stoked him for a moment, letting
her tiny fingers play up and down his ever-stiffening penis. Suddenly
she jumped up and started running down the beach toward their cabin.
That was the last incident for a couple of years.
Then something else strange happened. Katie was nine, a perfect
third-grader. She got excellent grades at school, took gymnastics lessons
during the week, and played soccer every weekend. She was a happy,
busy, and friendly child.
One Saturday night something odd happened. It was 10:30 and
Katie had been in bed for an hour, so Jonathan figured he was safe. He
walked to the entertainment center and reached around to the back of
the top shelf where he hid some pornagraphic movies. He pulled out a
tape and put it in the VCR. A moment later, two figures appeared on the
screen.
The tape showed an 18 year old girl with a shaved pussy
masturbating herself as a slightly older man looked on. Jonathan
unzipped his pants. As he lay on the sofa, slowly stroking his penis, the
tape played on. He had his fist wrapped around his penis, and was
pumping away as the couple on the screen repositioned themselves for
sex. As they sped up, so did he. He felt the pressure building in his
testicles, then in his penis as he masturbated. Finally, when he could
stand it no longer, he let himself go, squirting semen all over his bare
chest. As he collapsed with a deep sigh, he thought he heard little
footsteps running away from him down the hall.
Startled, he jumped up and pulled his pants on. Then he crept
down the hall and opened Katie's door a crack. The only sound from
inside was his daughter's slow, rhythmic breathing coming from her bed.
Figuring he was just imagining things, he went back to the den to re-hide
his video tape.
Four weeks later, Katie turned ten. Jonathan had arranged a
birthday party for her and six of her friends. They had been to the
swimming pool, the roller rink, and the move theater that day. Although
Katie wanted to stay up late on her birthday, all the exercise had taken
its toll and at 10:00 Katie turned in for the night. Jonathan tucked her
in, kissed her goodnight, and closed the door.
He walked down the hall, and decided that it would be a good night
to watch a pornographic movie. He reached behind the entertainment
center and produced his favorite tape. As he settled back onto the
couch, the young, shaved girl appeared on the screen. He watched
intently, as she stroked herself, wiggling from the pleasure she felt. He
was stroking himself up and down, in tandem with her movements,
feeling very excited.
He heard a quiet giggle behind him, and whipped around to find
his daughter sitting on the carpet behind him. She had hiked her nightie
up past her waist with one hand, and was stroking her smooth slit with
the other. She smiled at him as she rubbed her tiny hairless slit up and
down, just like the girl on the video. Jonathan was so shocked that he
couldn't speak, so he just sat there and stared. He was fascinated to
watch his little girl sitting there, rubbing her tiny little lips. She slipped
a finger between them, wiggling it as she slowly inserted it into her
vagina. She drew it out, and began rubbing her crack again, smiling the
whole time. Still unable to speak, he turned back to the television where
he noticed that the model on the screen was doing exactly the same thing
as his daughter.
Finally able to speak, he could not think of appropriate words so
he blurted out "Why aren't you in bed?" Katie looked at him and giggled.
"I've been watching you," she said. Then she turned back to the
television to watch the girl on the screen. Jonathan didn't know what to
do, but the sight of his daughter rubbing her tiny little slit was so
exciting that he didn't stop her. She wiggled her small pelvis as she
ground her fingers against her vagina. Up and down, then in and out,
her tiny fingers worked the soft, hairless mound. The expression on her
face was one of sheer delight as she tickled the soft flesh between her
legs. Suddenly she stood up and walked over to Jonathan.
He turned to see the television just as the girl on the screen
grabbed the man's penis and began to stroke it. As the man on the
screen reached out to return the favor, Jonathan felt Katie little finger's
slip around his penis and begin to pump up and down his shaft. He
looked over to her with surprise and horror, but could not move. She
reached over and grabbed his hand, placing it between her thighs.
"Come on," she said, "you have to do it too." Feeling too much
pleasure to argue, he began moving his hand up toward her slit. He
found it warm and just slightly damp. It was so soft to the touch, he
could hardly believe his fingers. He stroked the smooth, hairless
mound up and down, then squeezed it, marvelling at it tenderness. "Put
your finger in it, like on the TV," Katie said. Jonathan was in no state to
argue as his daughter's little fingers caressed his rock-hard shaft. He
slid a finger between the warm, puffy-looking lips. He found a soft and
slippery treasure inside.
As he slid his finger deeper and deeper into his daughter's small
hole, he felt the muscles in her vagina gripping and squeezing him. He
worked his finger all the way in, then began wiggling it. This sent
shudders through Katie's body, and she sighed with pleasure. All the
time she kept working on her father's penis, stroking it up and down as
she watched the television screen.
Jonathan moved his other hand between her legs next to the
first one so he could keep massaging her smooth mound while he wiggled
his finger inside her. He felt her pushing gently, then harder back
against his hands. The muscles in her vagina continued to work on his
finger, making him feel giddy.
Katie stood up, then straddled her father and sat down on his
stomach. He glanced over to the screen to see the couple engaged in
intercourse. "We can't," he said, "you'll get hurt!"
"I'm not stopping now," Katie replied. "This feels too good. Let's
try!" Slowly she slid down his chest until her vagina was at the end of
her father's penis. The soft, hairless mound felt smooth as it pressed
against his rod. He reached down with his hand, put a finger on each of
her lips, and slowly spread them. She moved herself so his penis was
right in the opening of her vagina, and then began to push herself down
against it. Jonathan felt the opening of her vagina stretch, then wrap
itself around the head of his penis. He looked at his daughter's face for
signs of pain, but all he got back was a big grin. Gradually, she inched
herself down his shaft. The whole time, Jonathan felt her muscles
sucking at his penis, as if they were trying to draw it inside her. Inch by
inch, she slid down until her smooth mound was touching her father's
bush.
By this point, Jonathan was speechless again. Katie's little body
moved back and forth as she rubbed her mound on his bush. Her vagina
was still grabbing and sucking at her father's penis as she wiggled her
buttocks back and forth. Then she began, very slowly, to move her body
up and down.
Jonathan lay on his back as Katie worked him. He felt her little
buttocks, so smooth and round in his hands as they moved up and
down. As her pace increased, he moved one hand around to the front of
her body, to feel the beautiful little crack he had first admired when she
was only four years old. The mound was smooth and hairless, slippery
from the juices now coming from within. He could feel it stretched tightly
around his penis as it moved up and down. With a finger he found his
daughter's miniature clitoris hiding under its hood. As he rubbed it,
Katie moaned and began to move her hips even faster. He slipped his
hand back around to her buttocks to give himself a better grip.
Katie mover faster and faster, her vagina squeezing Jonathan's
penis tightly and causing lots of friction from the tight fit. Up and down
she stroked, getting more and more frenzied. The sensations in
Jonathan's penis were almost overwhelming; a tiny tight, hairless vagina
trying to milk him of all he had. He sensed that Katie was near the edge,
so Jonathan pulled his hand from his daughter's back side, licked a
finger, then put it back just in time to plunge a finger into her anus as
she had her first orgasm. Waves of pleasure rolled up and down her
body, causing her vagina to contract in ripples along the length of her
father's penis. This was enough to send him over the edge as well.
He thrusted, then gave a big grunt as he exploded into his
daughter. Unable to control himself, he yelled from the pleasure he felt.
As waves of orgasm cascaded over his body, he felt his daughter's
magical vagina sucking him dry as it worked him up and down. Her tiny,
ten-year-old body was wiggling around on top of him, and her smooth
mound rubbed on his bush as her anus gripped his finger. It seemed like an
eternity before she stopped wiggling but eventually, after the
longest and most intense orgasm of his life, it was over.
His daughter stayed seated on his penis as she looked him in the
eye. "Thank you, Daddy," she said. "That was wonderful." Then she laid
her head down on his chest and shut her eyes, still holding Jonathan's
penis between her tiny, smooth lips as she fell asleep.
DISCLAIMER: THIS IS *FANTASY*! Children are not prepared for sex. If you feel tempted to actually act out a fantasy like this, or currently engage in similar activity, I urge you to seek help. The damage inflicted upon children by sexual abuse is immeasurable. Please take care of our nation's most valuable resource.
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