Candy was just five years old when her Daddy began to teach her about sex. When he started, he was very, very careful to always make it quite pleasant for her. He wanted her to grow to love sex, especially sex with him. So, when he began, his actions consisted simply of caressing her body gently, and fondling her perfect little pussy.
Candy didn’t know it then – she didn’t even know it now, at eleven years old – but her Daddy had devised a very carefully thought out plan that would eventually turn her into his little girl slut. You see, even though Candy’s Daddy loved her very deeply, he was also very much a pervert. The thought of one day sinking his cock into her tight, young depths filled him with an almost overpowering lust. He was patient, though, and each time that he touched little Candy, and made her little pussy feel nice, he confined his own pleasure to masturbation. He was willing to wait.
Candy was a beautiful little girl. She had golden blonde hair that fell to her shoulders, still baby fine. Her tummy still had that cute, little-girl swell to it, her arms and legs were thin, but not skinny. She had the deepest blue eyes that her Daddy had ever seen, a little Cupid’s bow mouth, and a tiny little button nose. Even at five years old, she had a perfect little bubble-butt that gave promise of becoming an awe inspiring ass one day.
The first time that it happened, Candy and her Daddy were sitting in the great big recliner in the living room, watching television. Daddy had put “Snow White” in for her to watch, and she was sitting on his lap, leaning back against his chest. Her legs were draped over Daddy’s thighs, and his arms were wrapped around her, snuggling her against him. After about fifteen minutes of the movie, Daddy reached down and used the lever on the side of the chair to push it back, so that they were reclining comfortably.
There was a big bowl of popcorn on the table next to the chair that Daddy had made for them to eat while they watched the movie, and Candy kept taking little handfuls and munching on it. Every once in a while she would take a sip from her soda, too, to wash the popcorn down.
As he often did when they were sitting this way, Daddy began to lightly caress Candy’s front with his hands, one hand rubbing her tummy, the other hand rubbing her chest. Candy liked it when her Daddy did this, it made her feel nice. Every once in a while, he leaned down and lightly kissed the top of her head. Tonight though, Daddy did something new.
It was summertime, so Candy was wearing her lightest cotton jimmies. While he kept rubbing her chest, Daddy slipped his other hand underneath the pajama top, so that he was rubbing her tummy underneath it. His hand felt so nice, warm and kind of rough against her soft skin. Candy sighed with pleasure, and wriggled herself back against Daddy’s chest.
Daddy kept caressing her this way for a few minutes, and then his other hand, the one that was rubbing her chest, slid down along her body to her leg, continuing down her thigh, and then back up. He had never done this before, and Candy was a little surprised, but only for a moment. It felt so very good, Daddy’s hand sliding up and down along her thigh. It made her sigh with pleasure again, and her legs relaxed, falling farther apart across Daddy’s thighs.
Daddy’s hand kept moving up and down her thigh. The palm of his hand was on the top of her thigh, and his fingers were stroking up and down along the inside. Each time he came to the top of her leg, his thumb would rub up against her pee-pee, stroking across it as his hand moved. After a few minutes of this, Candy began to wait in almost breathless anticipation for that touch of his thumb. It felt so good!
Soon, Daddy moved his other hand down, and began to caress both of her legs at the same time. When one hand was down near her knee, the other was up near her pee-pee. He kept this up, his hands moving in opposite directions, and soon, Candy was squirming in her Daddy’s lap. She felt a tingle in her pee-pee, and a warmth deep inside her tummy that she didn’t understand. All she knew was that she liked it. She liked it a lot.
The movie was over now, but Candy didn’t move. She wanted to stay here, just like this, and let her Daddy keep on touching her this way. Daddy pushed the recliner back to its upright position, though, and kissed the top of her head.
“It’s time for bed, Sweetie Pie,” said Daddy.
“Aww, do I have to, Daddy?”
“Yes, you do, Baby. It’s very late. Come on, now. I’ll tuck you in and get you settled, okay?”
“Okay,” Candy sighed. Candy was a very good little girl, who always did what her Daddy asked her to do.
Candy stood up from the recliner, and bounced up the stairs to her bedroom. Daddy followed her, a bit more slowly, smiling to himself. Tonight had been excellent. Not only had Candy not objected to his touch on her legs and her pussy, but she had quite enjoyed it. He had felt the little squirms and wiggles each time he touched her pussy with his thumb, heard the tiny sighs. The journey had begun.
When he got to Candy’s room, she was already under the covers, her blankets pulled up under her chin. She looked so beautiful, he wanted to strip her naked and make love to her right then, but he knew that it was far too soon. That day would come, but it would require a great deal of preparation. He thanked God that her mother had simply disappeared one day three years ago, only to turn up six months later, dead of a drug overdose, leaving him with sole custody of this beautiful little girl.
He went to her bed, and sat down beside her, smiling into her beautiful blue eyes.
“I love you, Baby. You sleep tight, and have beautiful dreams. I’ll see you in the morning.”
“I love you, too, Daddy,” said Candy. “G’night.”
Daddy leaned down and kissed Candy on her forehead, then on the tip of her nose, and then lightly on her lips. Standing up, he leaned down and tucked the covers in snugly around her, then kissed her forehead once more.
“Good night, my Little Princess.”
He turned and left her room, switching the lights off as he went.
When her Daddy left the room, little Candy lay under her covers with her hands clasped together, resting on top of her pee-pee. She couldn’t help thinking about how nice it had felt when Daddy’s thumbs had touched and rubbed against her down there and in her mind, she kept reliving the feeling. Soon, she had unclasped her hands, and her fingers were rubbing her soft little pee-pee.
Candy spread her legs a little wider, and slid her hands under the waistband of her pajamas, slipping her fingers down until she was touching her pee-pee. She didn’t know how to really touch herself to make it feel really good, but her fingers stroking up and down gave her a nice warm and tingly feeling down there. As she continued to rub her soft flesh, she felt a little wave of pleasure wash over her body, and her tummy spasmed. Her legs clamped together, and her body went stiff and rigid for a few moments as she let the feeling wash over her.
When the feeling subsided, little Candy sighed deeply. That had felt wonderful! As she slipped into sleep, she wondered what it would feel like to have her Daddy make her feel those things with his fingers. Candy smiled, and fell into a deep and pleasant sleep.
While Candy was busily touching her pee-pee and making herself feel so very nice, her Daddy had made his way to the bathroom. Once there, he quickly shed his clothes and stepped into the shower, turning the water up to the hottest temperature that he could stand. His cock was rigid, swollen and standing up straight in front of his body. Touching little Candy that way had left him more horny than he could ever remember being in his life. God, how he wanted to fuck his little girl!
Grabbing the soap, Daddy quickly lathered up his cock and began to stroke it. He didn’t last very long. With his eyes closed, and memories of how Candy’s soft, plump little cunt had felt beneath his thumbs, in took less than a minute; suddenly, he was gasping and moaning as strand after strand of thick, hot white cum spewed out from the end of his swollen cock to splatter against the shower wall. With his eyes still closed, he imagined his little baby beneath him, impaled on his cock. He shuddered at these visions, knowing that while it would eventually happen, it was going to have to wait for a while, until she was capable of taking his cock into her tight little pussy.
In the meantime, he would be teaching her about some of the other ways to enjoy sexual pleasure. He calculated that if he was gentle, little Candy would be happily sitting on his face within the week, letting him suck and lick her little pussy.
Finishing his shower, Candy’s Daddy quickly dried off, and headed for his bedroom. As he grew more and more drowsy, he reflected on the evening. It had gone well. Candy had enjoyed being touched, and tomorrow, he would ramp that touching up a little bit. Smiling, he closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep, where he dreamt of how Candy’s velvety wet cunt was going to feel when he finally had it wrapped around his hard cock.
The next day dawned bright and beautiful, warm and full of sunshine. Luckily, there was a swimming pool in the back yard. While Candy was eating her cereal that morning, still dressed in her pajamas, Daddy told her that she should put her swim suit on, so that they could stay cool. He told her that they would have a party together, just the two of them, with hot dogs on the grill for lunch, and soda and ice cream. Candy loved it when her Daddy took her in the swimming pool, especially when it was very warm outside. She loved parties even more.
As soon as she finished eating, Candy rushed to her bedroom to change into her bathing suit. When she had changed, she went to the bathroom and got a big fluffy towel to take outside with her. As she started to go back downstairs, she thought that she should get a towel for her Daddy, too, so she ran back to the bathroom, got another towel, and then rushed downstairs to the kitchen.
“Daddy,” said Candy, “Why don’t you have your bathing suit on yet? I brought a towel for you.”
“I’ll change soon, Sweetness,” said Daddy. “You look very pretty in your bathing suit, you know.”
Candy smiled and blushed. She liked it when her Daddy told her that she was pretty. It made her feel all warm inside to know that he thought she was a pretty little girl.
A little while later, Candy and her Daddy were outside, just sitting down on the lounge chairs next to the pool. The sun was very bright, and Daddy didn’t want Candy to be sunburned, so he told her that he needed to put some sunscreen on her. He was sitting on the lounge chair, and Candy stood between his knees with her back to him. Her Daddy squeezed a good dollop of sunscreen lotion into the palm of his hand, and then began to rub it into her shoulders and back. His hands moved very slowly, rubbing the warm lotion into her soft skin. Candy liked the way his hands felt moving over her back, all the way down to the top of her bathing suit bottom. He was using both hands, and when he ran them up and down her sides, massaging the lotion in, Candy shivered just a little with pleasure. Daddy put more lotion in his hands, and then began to massage it into the back of her legs. He did one leg at a time, using both hands. When his fingers slowly slid up the inside of her thighs, Candy shivered again as she felt that pleasant tingle in her pee-pee.
When he had finished with her back and legs, Daddy gently turned her so that she was facing him. He gently and carefully rubbed the last of the lotion that was still on his hands into her face, and then he put more lotion on his hands. He massaged this gently into her chest and her cute, round little tummy, his hands moving slowly over her skin. Candy sighed with pleasure. She liked having Daddy touch her like this with his warm, rough, slippery hands.
Daddy put one more good amount of lotion into his hands, and began to rub it into her legs. He did the front of her legs first, and then he did the insides again, only this time, when his hands reached the top of her thighs, he stroked his fingers over her pee-pee, back and forth, for a long, long moment. Little Candy parted her legs a little bit, because she liked the way his fingers felt rubbing her pee-pee like that. Daddy spent extra time on her legs this time, making sure that they were well coated with sunscreen, and also making sure that her little pee-pee was given plenty of attention.
Even though it wasn’t really hot outside yet, Candy wanted to get right into the water. She wasn’t big enough yet to swim alone, so her Daddy took her hand and walked with her to the shallow end of the pool. He helped her to put her floaties on her arms, and then he jumped into the water and held his hands out to her. Candy jumped into his arms, laughing as he caught her and then slowly released her in the water, her floaties holding her up on the surface.
Staying close to her as she kicked her legs and moved around the shallow end of the pool, Candy’s Daddy gazed with appreciation at her cute little bubble-butt, watching as the plump little half-globes flexed and relaxed with her movements. Her slender little legs were parted, giving him a lovely view of her crotch, the fabric of her bathing suit bottom stretched tightly over the tiny lips of her pussy. As he stared at this beautiful sight, he felt his cock begin to thicken within his bathing suit.
Candy and Daddy played in the pool for a while, until Candy began to get tired. Climbing out of the pool, they went back to the lounge chairs near the house and dried themselves off. Daddy asked Candy if she wanted to play for a while before lunch, but Candy shook her head.
“Will you read me a story, Daddy?” she asked.
He was a little surprised, but Daddy agreed. “You go get the book you want me to read, Princess,” he said.
Candy darted off into the house, returning a few moments later with her favorite book. It was a story about a Princess, and fairies, and a prince and all sorts of magical creatures. Climbing up on the lounge chair with her Daddy, Candy handed him the book, and then settled herself in. She sat down between Daddy’s legs, with her butt pressed into his crotch, and then she leaned back so that she was reclined against his chest. Her Daddy held the book in front of her, so that she could see the pictures and try to follow along as he read the words. Candy could read a little bit, but this book was a little more than she could handle just yet.
When he had finished the story, Daddy set the book down next to the lounge chair. They had both dried off by now, and Candy said that she’d like to go inside and watch a movie. Again, Daddy agreed. He didn’t mind watching a movie with Candy, because he knew that she’d want to sit in his lap while they watched it. It would give him a chance to touch and stroke her little body for a while.
Candy wanted to watch “The Neverending Story,” a movie that both she and her Daddy had seen over and over. Daddy put a folded up towel on the seat of the recliner, then sat down and patted his leg, indicating that Candy should climb up and sit with him. She grinned and scrambled into Daddy’s lap. Her Daddy was pleasantly surprised when she immediately spread her legs, draping them over the outside of his thighs. She nestled herself back against his chest, and Daddy used the remote to start the movie. Daddy didn’t know it, but the only reason that Candy had asked to watch a movie was that she hoped he would touch her again the he had the night before.
As he had the night before, Daddy began to massage and rub Candy’s body. Today though, he was gently rubbing her soft bare skin instead of caressing her through the material of her pajamas. His cock was soon quite hard inside his bathing suit, but he ignored his own desires for now, intent on making Candy feel good. He wanted her to come to crave this kind of attention from him.
As her Daddy gently massaged her tummy and sides, Candy sighed and relaxed against his chest. She loved how his hands felt as they slid over her soft skin. On of his hands was gently rubbing her chest through her bathing suit top; Candy felt torn about what she wanted. His hand on the bare skin of her tummy felt so nice that she wanted to move her bathing suit top so that he could rub her bare skin there, too. At the same time though, his fingers moving the material of her bathing suit against her pale little nipples felt lovely. Each time he touched one of her nipples, Candy felt the warmth between her legs grow, along with a sharp little tingle. For a few moments, she just relaxed, enjoying what her Daddy was doing.
Soon though, the desire for that skin-to-skin contact won out. Timidly, Candy reached up with both hands and grasped the bottom of the bathing suit top. She pulled it up on her chest so that her tiny, pale pink nipples were exposed. She sighed deeply again as she felt Daddy’s fingers begin to rub her bare, flat little chest.
Behind her, Daddy smiled widely. Yes! he thought. She’s loving this! He pulled her tightly against his chest and stomach for a moment, and then continued to massage her upper body as his rigid cock ached and throbbed in his bathing suit. Continuing to caress and massage her chest with one hand, he slid the other downwards, along the top of one thigh. He was gratified to see Candy lift both of her feet up and place them on the recliner, her knees falling apart so that her legs were splayed wide open. She folded her little hands on her belly, and sighed again.
As one hand continued to slide up and down the top of Candy’s thigh, Daddy began to move his fingers in little circles on her nipples. First one, and then the other, back and forth, before he began to pinch them gently. He could feel Candy’s breathing quicken as he caressed her. Daddy was thrilled! His baby girl was enjoying his touches, and from all appearances, she was becoming quite aroused by them.
Sliding his hand down to Candy’s knee, Daddy slid it back up the inside of her thigh, stopping just short of her little pussy, then sliding it back down slowly to her knee. Her quick intake of breath as he neared that holy of holies was not missed by Daddy, and he smiled again. He slowed the speed of his stroking on her leg, taking his time, lingering on her soft inner thigh. Again, as he neared her pussy, he stopped, and slid his hand back down along her thigh.
Candy’s mind was in a whirl. Everything felt so lovely, so exciting, and it seemed that every touch of her Daddy’s fingers went straight to her pee-pee. Her belly felt warm, and it was as though she had butterflies in there. Her pee-pee was tingling constantly now. All she could think was that she didn’t want this to ever stop. She wanted her Daddy to touch her like this forever.
She made a little whimper of protest as she felt Daddy’s hand move from her chest. His fingers on her nipples felt so good, she wanted him to leave them there. When she felt his hand slide down along her other leg, though, she sighed contentedly. She parted her legs a little bit more, hoping that Daddy would touch her pee-pee. It was crying out to be touched, aching with need.
As Daddy’s hands slid back up the inside of her thighs, her hips lifted a little in an involuntary response to his touch. Daddy smiled again. This time as he reached the top of her thighs, he drew his fingers gently over her little pussy, slowly stroking up to the top of her mound. Again, Candy’s hips lifted in that involuntary movement, seeking more of this delightful touch. But Daddy was being a tease, and he slid his hands back down her thighs to her knees.
“Do you like this, Candy?” Daddy asked softly. “Do you like it when Daddy touches you like this?”
“Yes, Daddy,” whispered Candy. “It feels so good.”
“What feels the best, Baby? Where do you like being touched?”
“Everywhere, Daddy. It feels good everywhere.” Candy was a little embarrassed to tell him that she liked having him touch her pee-pee.
Daddy laughed softly. “Well, Baby, I can’t touch you everywhere at once. Tell me where it feels the best for you.”
Candy blushed. “My pee-pee, Daddy. That feels the best.”
“Your pee-pee? Well then, Daddy will just have to pay particular attention to your pee-pee.”
With that, Daddy slid his hands slowly up Candy’s thighs again. When he reached her pee-pee, he didn’t stop. He moved one hand to the top of her prominent little mound, rubbing his fingertips in slow circles there, putting pressure on her tiny clit. With his other hand, he reached lower between her legs, stroking her from her tiny little butt hole to the opening of her pussy, back and forth. Candy gasped, and her hips thrust up sharply at this lovely contact, trying to press Daddy’s fingers more tightly to her.
Daddy kissed the top of Candy’s head as he continued to caress her, his hands moving in a slow, languorous motion.
“Like this, Sweetie? Is this what you meant?”
Candy nodded breathlessly. “Yes, Daddy,” she panted.
“You know, Sweetie, what we’re doing is something that big girls do. And if you’re going to do these things, then you need to start using big girl words, too. Do you know the big girl words for your pee-pee?”
Breathing rapidly now, her hips rising and falling in a regular rhythm, Candy just shook her head.
“Well, you can call it your cunt, or your pussy, and there are a few other names as well. But for now, we can just call it your pussy, okay?”
Again, Candy didn’t speak; she just nodded her head, intent on the sensations that were coursing through her little body.
Her Daddy was in heaven. This had gone even better than he could have hoped for! Candy – his little five-year-old baby girl – was sitting in his lap with her legs splayed lewdly thrusting her pussy up against his hands as he rubbed and stroked her. He wanted nothing more than to tear of her bathing suit, rip his own off as well, and ram is hard cock down her throat. Patience was he needed now, though. He had to take this slowly, step-by-step. He’d been jerking off for some time now, so jerking off until Candy was ready to move further along wasn’t that big a deal. Damn it, though! Her little ass bouncing up and down on his crotch was driving him crazy!
Slipping his hands from Candy’s pussy, Daddy slid his fingers under the waistband of her bathing suit bottom and pushed it down her thighs. Candy brought her knees together, and he slid it all the off, leaving her completely naked from the waist down. Forgetting that she should be embarrassed to have Daddy seeing her this way, Candy immediately splayed her legs again, exposing her pussy to him. He didn’t touch her right away though, and Candy whimpered in frustration.
“What do you want, Baby? Tell Daddy what you want.”
“Touch me, Daddy,” Said Candy. “Please touch me there.”
Where, Candy? Where do you want Daddy to touch you? Tell me, Baby.”
“My pee… My pussy,” Candy said desperately. “I want you to touch my pussy, Daddy. Please, please touch my pussy!”
Daddy again brought his left hand to the top of Candy’s soft little mound, his fingers now able to slip between the puffy lips to find the tiny little bud of her clit. With his right hand, he reached under her thigh, one finger finding the tight little rosebud of her asshole, another pressing against her tight little vaginal opening. With the palm of his hand cupping the firm globe of her right butt cheek, he put just a little pressure against both openings, moving his fingers in tight circles as his left hand stimulated Candy’s clit. The effect was almost immediate.
Her hips rising and falling in a quick rhythm, Candy was making little whimpering moans as the sensations in her pussy began to spread through her body. She had no conscious thought, really, all of her attention was focused on the sensations she felt, on the sharp electrical jolts stabbing through her pussy. She was dripping moisture onto her Daddy’s fingers; he used that moisture to lubricate her ass, and then pushed his finger just a tiny bit into it. Candy cried out at this, it felt so wonderful!
Daddy leaned his head down and whispered in Candy’s ear. “That’s it, Baby. Just go with it, Candy. Let it happen, Sweetie. Good girl, let Daddy make you feel good, Baby.” He kept this up, whispering in her ear, his breath only adding to the sensations she was feeling.
Without warning, Candy’s body went rigid. Her back was arched, every muscle stiff. Her legs clamped together, trapping Daddy’s hands as long, loud, high-pitched wail came from her throat.
“Oh, God yes, Candy! Come for Daddy, Baby! So beautiful!” At that moment, without touching himself, Daddy came in his bathing suit, stream after stream of hot, creamy semen spewing from the tip of his cock. He grunted several times, until the spasms finally subsided and he went limp, and the same moment that Candy did the same. She fell onto his chest and stomach, breathing heavily, still moaning now and then.
When she had caught her breath, Candy asked, “Daddy, what was that?”
Still gently caressing her pussy, Daddy said, “What was what, Sweetie?”
“That thing that happened to me at the end. When it felt like I was gonna ‘splode?”
Daddy laughed. “You thought you were going to ” ‘splode, ” huh? That was an orgasm, Baby. You came. That’s why big girls do those things, so that they can have orgasms.”
Candy was quiet for a moment, then she said, “I think I like orgasms, Daddy. That made my pee… I mean my pussy, feel really nice.”
Daddy kissed the top of her head again. “I’m glad you liked it, Baby. Daddy likes helping you have orgasms.”
“Can we do that again sometime, Daddy? Please?” She relaxed back into her Daddy’s chest even more.
“We can do it lots and lots, Candy. And if you want to, Daddy can show you lots of nice ways to have orgasms.”
“‘Kay, Daddy. I’d like that.” She snuggled into Daddy’s arm, and within a few moments, she was sound asleep.
Carefully, Daddy got out of the recliner and moved Candy to the couch. He pulled the afghan from the back, and covered her sweet little body up with it, first removing her bathing suit top. Then he lifted the blanket again, leaned down, and planted a soft kiss on her round little ass. He covered her again, and went upstairs to remove his come-filled bathing suit and take a shower. He was smiling all the way, quite pleased with the way that things were progressing.
When Candy awoke a couple of hours later, she was confused for a few moments. Why was she taking a nap on the couch? Why didn’t she have any clothes on? She sat up, and slowly the events of just a few hours ago came back to her. She smiled, remembering how lovely it had felt when Daddy helped her have a… What had he called it? A ‘gasm? Yes, that was it, a ‘gasm. The ‘gasm had made her pee-pee – no, wait – Daddy had told her that she should call it her “pussy,” because that was the big girl word for it. Her pussy had felt so nice when Daddy helped her have a ‘gasm. Candy decided that she liked ‘gasms very much, and she wanted to have as many as she could.
As she sat on the couch waking up, Candy’s hand drifted idly down to her lap, and she adjusted herself so that she was sitting “indian style.” She sighed as her fingers began to toy lightly with her little pussy. This was new. Her pussy was beginning to tingle like it had when Daddy had been touching it, though it didn’t feel nearly as good. It was nice, just not the same. She decided to go find Daddy, and ask him to help her have another ‘gasm. Now that she had experienced them, Candy felt like she wanted Daddy to give her ‘gasms all the time!
Sliding from the couch, Candy looked first in Daddy’s office, but he wasn’t there. Since it was very quiet, she thought that maybe Daddy was upstairs reading, so she climbed the stairs and went to Daddy’s bedroom. Peeking in, she saw that Daddy was on his bed sleeping. He was still taking his nap. Candy smiled. This was another first! Daddy always went to sleep after she did, and woke up before her. Today, she was awake before him!
Candy padded quietly into Daddy’s room, and then it dawned on her that Daddy was sleeping naked! As she climbed on the bed to lay and wait for Daddy to wake up, she thought this was very nice. She very seldom got to see Daddy with no clothes on, and she was curious, although she couldn’t really see anything, because he was on his tummy. Still though, she hoped that maybe he would turn over, and she could get to see Daddy’s pee-pee up close.
Climbing up on the bed, Candy noticed that Daddy had one leg pulled up, and that she could see between his legs from behind. Quietly and carefully, she moved so that she could sit almost between his legs. There it was! Daddy’s pee-pee was there for her to see, and so was something else that she’d never noticed before. Leaning forward a little bit, Candy gazed with interest at the strange thing that looked like a wrinkly bag lying on top of his pee-pee. She had never noticed this before; she had only had brief glimpses of Daddy’s pee-pee when he was going to the bathroom, or when he was getting dressed. She wondered what it was, and what those things inside of it were.
Daddy’s pee-pee still looked funny to Candy. Every time that she had caught a glimpse of it, she had thought that it looked like a big, fat, funny looking worm hanging between Daddy’s legs. Now though, it looked like a big worm with a funny head on the end. She was looking at it from the back, and she could see a strange little crease in the worm’s head. Candy wished that she dared to touch it, so that she could inspect it more closely, but she didn’t want to wake Daddy up until he was ready. As she looked at it, she thought that it seemed as though it would be very nice to touch. It looked soft and pretty, even though that strange wrinkled bag had coarse hair all over it.
As she sat gazing between Daddy’s legs, Candy’s hand had moved between her own legs again, toying with her pussy lightly. It felt very nice, though she didn’t think it would give her a ‘gasm. It just felt really nice to touch her little pussy. Now that Daddy had helped her to discover how very nice it felt to have her pussy touched, Candy thought that she would never stop touching it again, unless Daddy was touching it for her. She thought that ‘gasms were the most exciting thing that she had ever discovered. She wanted to have them again and again, as much as she could.
Having had her curiosity satisfied as much as possible for the moment, Candy moved on the bed and lay down next to Daddy. She rolled onto her side, with one hand under her cheek, and the other between her legs, still rubbing her pussy. Her knees were drawn up, and she was facing Daddy. As she touched herself, she discovered that while it still wasn’t as nice as when Daddy did it for her, if she clamped her hand between her legs and moved it in small circles, it felt very nice indeed. Her little pussy was tingling now, and she had a fluttery feeling in her tummy. Little Candy was becoming obssessed with her pussy, and with making it feel good.
Candy tried to be a good girl, always. But today, she just couldn’t be still, and let her Daddy sleep. Her little pussy was tingling so badly, and she wanted so much to have another ‘gasm, that she just had to wake her Daddy up. Finally, she drew her hand from between her legs, and reached out to touch her Daddy’s face.
“Daddy?” she whispered. “Are you awake?” Her Daddy didn’t make a sound.
Candy took hold of Daddy’s ear, and shook his head a little bit. “Daddy? Wake up, Daddy!”
Daddy’s eyes blinked, and he groaned a little bit.
“Daddy, can you help me have another ‘gasm, please?”
“Hmmmm?” Daddy moaned in his sleep.
“Daddy! I want another ‘gasm, please!!”
Daddy’s eyes fluttered open to see Candy laying next to him, naked. She had one hand on his face, and she was saying something about a ” ‘gasm,” whatever that meant. He looked up at her and smiled.
“Hi, Princess,” he said. “Did you have a nice nap?”
Candy nodded. “Yes, Daddy. But now I want another ‘gasm, please? Will you help me? That felt so good!”
Daddy laughed loudly. “A ” ‘gasm?” Is that what we’re calling it?” Secretly, this made Daddy very excited. It sounded so innocent, such a little girl word for such a grown up thing. “You want Daddy to help you have another ‘gasm, Baby?”
Nodding eagerly, Candy said, “Yes, Daddy, please? I like ‘gasms!”
Daddy rolled over onto his back, then reached out with one hand and touched Candy’s thigh. He stroked the inside with his fingertips, sending a little shiver down Candy’s spine. Then Daddy rolled back onto his stomach, and slid his hand up to Candy’s little pussy, lightly stroking it with the tips of his fingers.
“I know you like Daddy touching your pussy, Baby. Would you like Daddy to show you an even nicer way for you to have a ‘gasm?”
Breathlessly, Candy nodded her head. “Yes, Daddy, please. I like it when you touch me there.”
Daddy rose up onto his knees. “Here, Baby. You lie back, okay? Just lie back on the pillow, and let Daddy give you another ‘gasm.”
Always an obedient little girl, Candy lay back on the pillow on Daddy’s bed. She watched as Daddy moved to position himself between her legs. With his hands, Daddy spread her legs wide open so that he could see her pretty pussy all spread out before him. Smiling, he looked into Candy’s eyes.
“You are such a beautiful, sexy little girl, Candy. You’re so yummy, Daddy could just eat you right up.”
Candy lay back with her arms above her head, curoious to see what her Daddy was going to do next. When he leaned forward and kissed the inside of one thigh, she squirmed a little. It tickled, but in a very nice way! When his tongue came out and began to trail up the inside of her thigh, Candy’s hips began to bounce up and down just a little. It felt so nice!!
As Candy lay back, Daddy kept kissing and licking the inside of each of her thighs. Soon, she was whimpering at the feelings he was causing. Her little pussy was crying out for attention, and eventually, she reached down with one hand and began to rub it, sighing deeply as her fingers slid into her moist little slit. She didn’t really know what she was doing, but at this point, any contact with her excited little pussy felt wonderful. And then suddenly, without warning, her Daddy changed everything for her.
Daddy had been kissing up and down the inside of Candy’s thighs, and touching her pussy with his fingertips. Suddenly, he didn’t stop when he reached a certain point on her thighs, he kept on kissing her until his lips were against her pussy. Candy sucked in a deep breath as his tongue fluttered over her little pussy, causing her hips to bounce up from the bed.
Daddy lifted his head for a few moments, gazing at Candy’s perfect little pussy. He thought that he had never seen anything quite so lovely before. He thought that it was quite safe to say that Candy’s was the most amazingly beautiful pussy he had ever seen. He drew his tongue in one long lick along her slit, tasting the moist pink flesh and taking delight in the way Candy’s hips thrust upwards when the tip of his tongue touched the tiny little nub of her clit. He repeated this, smiling as the thrust of her hips was this time accompanied by a loud gasp.
Daddy brought one hand up over Candy’s thigh, and began to rub her pussy with his fingers, right on top of her little clit. While he did this, his other hand moved so that he could lightly press a fingertip against her tight, puckered little butt hole. He then locked his mouth to her pussy, and gently pressed his tongue into her tight, virginal opening. While there was nothing like a flood of moisture coming from within her, she was definitely producing lubrication. Daddy could taste it on his tongue, a light, sweet, slightly musky taste. He thought that he could eat his little girl’s pussy for the rest of his life.
Candy was drowning in physical sensation. She couldn’t stay still on the bed; her hips bounced up and down rhythmically, not so much thrusting as twitching involuntarily. There weren’t just few butterflies in her tummy now, it felt as though there were hundreds of them, all fluttering around inside of her. Her head was thrown back, and her tiny fingers were clutching the bedspread. She had pulled her feet upwards, raising her knees and then spreading her thighs as widely as she could. Her face was an incongruous mixture of pure, childlike innocence, and utterly wanton lust.
Daddy stopped rubbing Candy’s clit, and drew his tongue up from her tiny, tight opening, along her immature slit, then closed his lips around the tiny bud of her clit, sucking it into his mouth. He began to flutter the tip of his tongue over it, flicking it back and forth, bringing a loud wail of pleasure from Candy. He felt her fingers suddenly tangle in his hair as she thrust her hips up and pulled his face against her pussy. He smiled inwardly; it seemed that his little girl enjoyed having her pussy eaten!
Gently, Daddy drew his finger up from Candy’s butt hole and moistened it with a mixture of his saliva and her own moisture, then brought it back to the tightly puckered little opening. Very gently, so as not to hurt her, he pressed inward, until just a tiny fraction of the tip of his finger was inside her ass. He could feel her sphincter clutching at his finger, resisting any further penetration, so he stopped. He didn’t want to hurt her, he wanted her to begin getting used to the feeling of being penetrated.
As soon as Daddy’s finger pushed into her butt hole, it all became too much for Candy, and she lost control of herself. While her head thrashed from side to side, her feet planted themselves on the bed and her hips rose up as her body went rigid. Her fingers tightened even fruther in Daddy’s hair, and she began to grind her pussy into his mouth as a huge wave of pure physical pleasure washed over her. A long, loud wail escaped her lips; then she was thrusting her hips hard, humping her Daddy’s face as his tongue continued to stimulate her clit. Candy had never felt anything like this before; she wanted it to go on forever and ever!
All too soon, though, the sensations began to subside. Candy collapsed back down on the bed, breathing deeply and heavily. Daddy gently withdrew his finger from her ass, and rested his head on her thigh, his mouth just inches from her very tired, but very happy little pussy. He gave her gentle little kisses on her thigh and on her pussy, and stroked her puffy little lips with his fingers. Candy’s hips continued to twitch slightly as little aftershocks coursed through her body. Finally, he rose up, and moved to lay on his back next to Candy.
“Did that feel good, Sweetie?” he asked.
Still breathing hard, Candy nodded. “Oh, yes, Daddy. That was so nice! Can we do that every day?”
“Of course we can, you little nympho!” said Daddy, laughing.
“What’s a nympho, Daddy?”
“A nympho is a girl who likes to have as many ‘gasms as she can every day, Sweetie.”
Candy thought about this. “I guess I must be a nympho, Daddy. I wanna have ‘gasms all the time.”
Candy sat up on the bed, and her eyes widened in surprise.
“Daddy! Why is your pee-pee sticking up like that?”
“First of all, Sweetie, since you’re learning big girl words for things now, that’s not my pee-pee. You should call that my cock, or my dick. Whichever word you like better. And it’s sticking up like that because Daddy is excited. My cock is ready to have a ‘gasm.”
Candy looked away from Daddy’s cock and into his eyes. “Boys can have ‘gasms, too, Daddy?”
“Yes we can, Sweetie. Not the same kind as girls have, but boys can have ‘gasms.”
Daddy had a rush of thoughts running through his head now. Candy had noticed his cock, and was curious about the fact that it was hard. Did he dare yet? He knew there would be no fucking, it was far to soon for that. He’d only hurt her if he tried. But could he teach her to give him a hand job? Perhaps even, possibly, get her to use her mouth on him? It would require a lot of restraint on his part. He couldn’t very well fuck her face, that would just scare her, and he wanted her to always be comfortable with sex. But could he get her to begin learning the art of giving head? Would he be able to stop having to run to the bathroom to jerk off all the time, and get Candy to be willing to take care of that for him?
He decided that instead of trying to explain all of the various ways that it was possible for a boy to have ” ‘gasms,” he would just start this slowly. Suddenly, he was filled with excitement at the thought of his little girl touching his rigid cock, stroking it, and perhaps, if he was patient, even taking it into her mouth.
“Well, Sweetie, there’s lots of ways for boys to have ‘gasms, just like there’s lots of ways for girls to have them. Would you like to learn how to do that for Daddy?”
Candy thought about this for a moment. She was very curious about her Daddy having a ‘gasm, and she wanted to see what it was like when he had one. She nodded her head. “Yes, Daddy. What do I do?”
Daddy’s heart soared! “Just move down between Daddy’s legs, Sweetie, and sit there facing me.”
Candy positioned herself the way that Daddy had asked her to. Now that she was so close to it, she couldn’t take her eyes away from his… Cock. She decided that she liked that word for Daddy’s pee-pee. It was big and stiff, and the wrinkly sack underneath was now pulled up tightly against his body. She sat staring at it curiously.
Daddy looked down at Candy, sitting between his thighs and staring at his cock. He was almost in a trance now, knowing what was about to happen.
“Go ahead and touch it, Baby. See what it feels like.”
Tentatively, Candy reached out with her index finger and touched the very tip of her Daddy’s cock. When she did, it twitched, and Candy grinned. She looked up to see Daddy smiling at her.
“Here, Baby, let me show you,” said Daddy. He reached down and took Candy’s hand in his, moving it towards the base of his cock. “Wrap your fingers around it, Baby. That’s it. Now move your hand up and down, very slowly. Good girl! Oh, that feels so nice, Baby.”
Daddy looked down and was almost overcome with lust. Candy was sitting and staring intently at his cock as she slowly stroked her hand up and down the shaft. Her blonde hair was tousled, and her flat little chest was still flushed from her own ” ‘gasm.” Lifting his head, he could see her little pussy, still swollen and red, with her little clit peeking out at him. He thought that he had never, in all his life, seen anything that even came close to being as erotic as what he was looking at right now. He moaned softly.
“Oohh, Candy. Baby, that feels so nice… Now, do you see that bag there? I want you to use your other hand, and very gently, hold that. Just squeeze it really gently, Baby.”
Candy reached out with her left hand, and closed the tips of her fingers on one of Daddy’s balls. It felt funny, like a squishy sort of egg that she couldn’t quite get a grip on. There were two of them in there, she noticed. Curiously, she felt around with her fingers, touching the little egg things.
“They won’t stay still, Daddy!” she said. “They keep moving around. What are they?”
“The real word is ‘testicles,’ Baby. But you can call them Daddy’s balls. They make Daddy’s sperm.”
“Sperm? What’s sperm, Daddy?”
My God, thought Daddy, who would have thought that a talk about the birds and the bees could be such a fucking turn-on? As they talked, Candy continued to stroke the shaft of his cock, kept touching and exploring his balls with her tiny fingers. Daddy would have been content to lay for hours, letting Candy caress him this way. He was in heaven.
“Sperm is what boys have that makes a girl have a baby, Sweetie. When a boy has a ‘gasm, white stuff squirts out of his cock. The white stuff has sperm in it, and that’s what makes a girl have a baby.”
“Will I have a baby if I help you have a ‘gasm, Daddy?”
Daddy laughed. “No, Sweetie. You’re too young to get pregnant yet. And besides, the boy has to squirt his come inside the girl’s pussy if she’s going to have a baby.”
“Come? What’s that, Daddy?” Candy continued to caress and toy with Daddy’s cock and balls. She thought that there was so much to remember. It was all kind of confusing, but it was very exciting, too. Looking at Daddy’s cock as she touched him was making her little pussy tingle all over again. She really liked these new things that her Daddy was teaching her. She liked them very much!
“Come is just another word for sperm, Sweetie. It’s the white stuff that squirts out of a boy’s cock when he has a ‘gasm.”
Candy noticed that there was some clear stuff now leaking from the tip of Daddy’s cock. It felt slippery when it got on her fingers.
“Daddy, what’s that stuff? Are you peeing?”
“No, Sweetie. That’s called “pre-come.” It’s something that comes out of a boy’s cock before he comes. It helps to make his cock slippery, and it also helps to clean out the inside of his cock before his sperm comes out.” Daddy’s voice was starting to sound funny. He was breathing faster, and he sounded like he’d been running or something. “Why don’t you taste it, Baby?”
Candy looked up at Daddy. “Taste it?” she said, wrinkling her nose. “Really?”
Daddy nodded. “Mm-hmm. A lot of grown up girls really like it, and they like the taste of come, too.”
Hesitantly, little Candy leaned forward, lowering her head. As she came closer to Daddy’s cock, she extended her tongue, running it over the tip of Daddy’s cock. Daddy moaned when her tongue touched him. She lifted her head, her little mouth moving as she had her first taste of Daddy’s pre-come. It was kind of salty, but she decided that Daddy was right. She did kind of like it. She leaned forward and swiped her tongue across the top of Daddy’s cock again to get more of it.
“Oh, my fucking God!” Daddy moaned quietly. This was all going beyond his wildest hopes and dreams. Candy was taking to sex like a duck takes to water. He had a moment of insight into the opportunity that he had here. He could very easily turn this innocent, cute-as-a-button little five-year-old into a complete and utter slut. He needed to go slowly, though. He had to make everything fun for her. Fun and exciting. Handled properly, it would be something that she craved. He vowed to make that happen.
“Baby, would you like to learn how to make Daddy’s cock feel really, really good?”
Candy nodded. “Yes, Daddy. I want to do that, please.” Candy was excited that she might actually be able to help her Daddy have a ‘gasm. He had been making her feel really good, and she wanted to know how to make him feel good, too.
“Okay, Baby. First, I want you to lay down between my legs. Don’t stop what you’re doing, just lay down on your tummy.” Candy moved herself so that she was laying between Daddy’s legs, looking up at him. “That’s it, Baby. Now, keep doing what you’re doing with your hands, and kiss Daddy’s balls. That’s it, Sweetie, kiss them, and lick them. Stick your tongue out and lick them like you’re licking an ice cream cone.”
Candy placed a kiss on Daddy’s balls, then extended her tongue and licked slowly, just like she was licking an ice cream cone. She giggled when she heard Daddy moan loudly. She began running her tongue all over them, delighted at the reaction that she was causing Daddy to have. She discovered that if she lifted Daddy’s balls, and licked the area underneath them, he would moan even louder. This was fun!
All by herself, before Daddy even had a chance to instruct her, Candy decided to run her tongue up the underside of Daddy’s cock. This brought the loudest moan from him yet, and she giggled again. She felt very proud of herself. She was making Daddy feel good, just like he had done for her.
Daddy was beside himself with lust, not to mention physical pleasure. Those little fingers, toying with his balls and stroking his cock; that tiny, wet little tongue slithering over his balls and cock… It was all driving him crazy. All of his perverted, erotic hopes and dreams for Candy were quickly becoming reality. My baby girl is giving me head, he thought. She’s laying between my legs, kissing and licking my cock and balls. This is unbelievable! He raised his head, and looked down to see Candy enthusiastically licking the shaft of his cock. He moaned again, bringing yet another delighted giggle from his little girl.
“Okay, Baby,” Daddy said, “I want you to get on your knees now, between my legs. That’s it, Sweetie. Start stroking Daddy’s cock with both hands. Oh, yes, just like that, Baby. Now, lean down and lick the head of my cock. Oohh, yes, baby girl, yes! That’s so nice, Candy, don’t stop. Just keep doing that.”
Daddy thought he was dying. Each stroke of Candy’s tongue sent shock waves through his body, threatening to make him lose control and just spew his come all over her right then. With a monumental effort of will, he managed to hold himself back, reveling in the sight and the feel of Candy’s tongue on his cock head, her little hands stroking up and down on the shaft. He had dreamed of this moment; dreamed of Candy making him come. He wanted to prolong it as much as he could, but he was very close to the edge. She just looked so fucking hot as she worked his cock.
“Baby?” he said. “Now I want you to do something else. Open your mouth, Sweetie, and put Daddy’s cock inside. I want you to suck on it for me, okay?”
Candy lifted her head and looked at Daddy. She smiled, and then nodded. She was having fun; she liked the fact that Daddy was enjoying this so much. She kept waiting to see what would happen when he had a ‘gasm. She wanted to make that happen so much. Eagerly, she opened her mouth, then leaned forward, putting the tip of Daddy’s cock in her mouth. She couldn’t get much of it in, her mouth was too small, but she did manage to get the whole head in. She held it there, not knowing what to do next, waiting for Daddy to tell her what she should do.
“Oh, my God, Baby! Now suck on it. Pretend it’s a big straw, and you’re trying to suck soda through it. Just suck on it really hard, Baby.”
Candy’s cheeks pulled in as she began to suck on the head of Daddy’s cock. She felt him thrust his hips up, shoving his cock deeper into her mouth, and she gagged a little. Daddy forced himself to lay still, not wanting to scare her.
“Okay, Baby,” Daddy said breathlessly, “now I want you to keep sucking on it just like that. Move your tongue around on it, and keep stroking it with your hands. Can you do that, Sweetie?”
Candy didn’t answer. She couldn’t, with her little mouth so full of Daddy’s cock. So she just nodded her head as she began to slither her tongue over the head of Daddy’s cock in her mouth. With both hands, she began a steady up and down motion, squeezing Daddy’s cock tightly in her fingers. If her mouth hadn’t been full of cock, she would have laughed when she heard Daddy cry out, “Oh, my fucking GOD, Baby!!” She just kept sucking and stroking, growing more and more excited at what she was doing to her Daddy.
When Candy’s mouth closed on his cock, Daddy felt faint. Her mouth was so hot, so wet, it nearly drove him over the edge. Her tongue began to slide all over the head of his rigid cock, and her tiny fingers on the shaft were just to erotic to be believed. He lay back, and let her work her magic. He had a flash of a thought; this little girl was a natural cock sucker. She was good, and she could only improve with the right training. He wondered if she would develop a taste for his come.
Looking down at Candy, Daddy felt himself reaching the point where he couldn’t turn back. His balls felt tight, pulled up against his crotch, his cock had a burning sensation, and he knew that he was about to come. He didn’t want to come in Candy’s mouth, not yet, not the first time that he came for her. At the same time, he wanted her to see his come, wanted her to feel it. He reached down, and put his hands on either side of her head.
“Oh, Baby, you’re going to make Daddy come. Don’t stop, Sweetie, please. Keep sucking my cock, Baby. God, you’re such a good little cocksucker!”
Candy wasn’t quite sure waht being a good cocksucker meant, but she was pretty sure it was a good thing. She felt Daddy’s hands come to the sides of her head, guiding it up and down on his cock. All of a sudden, she felt his hips thrust up hard, felt him lift her head from his cock. He was moaning loudly as he pulled her head up.
“Keep stroking, Baby. Yes, that’s it! Oh, FUCK!!!”
Candy kept stroking her hands up and down on Daddy’s cock, feeling it throb and pulsate. Suddenly, without warning, a long stream of thick, white fluid shot out of the end of it, striking her forehead and dripping down her nose. Candy’s mouth dropped open in surprise just as another spasm shot through Daddy’s cock, sending another stream of the sticky fluid up and into her mouth. Her jaw clamped shut as a third stream shot out at her, hitting her nose and cheeks, then dripping down over her lips and chin. A final spasm shot one more stream of the stuff at her face.
Daddy was panting, still moaning softly. He put his hands on hers, urging her to continue to stroke his cock. Candy swished the thick, milky fluid that had shot into her mouth around on her tongue. While it didn’t exactly taste good, it didn’t taste bad, either. The fact that it had come out of Daddy, and that she had made it come out, excited her to no end. She swallowed Daddy’s come, and then licked her lips.
“Daddy,” she said, “Was that how boys have a ‘gasm?”
Breathing heavily, Daddy looked down at Candy. There were thick strands of come running down her face, hanging from her chin, coating her lips. She even had some in her hair. The sight almost made him faint. His baby girl, her face coated with his come, was almost to much for him to handle.
“Oh, Sweetie. Yes, that was Daddy having a ‘gasm. You are such a good little girl! You made Daddy feel so good!”
“You made a mess, Daddy! It’s all over me!”
“Yes it is, Baby. And you look so beautiful with my come all over you. You look like a very sexy, very grown up girl!”
“Am I a big girl, Daddy? Did I do a good job?”
Daddy looked down at Candy. As she spoke, she was idly wiping his come from her face, pushing it into her mouth with her fingers and swallowing it. The actions seemed to be completely unconscious on her part, almost as though she just needed to clean it up, and eating his come was the most convenient way of doing that. He leaned down, and grasped her under her arms, pulling her up on top of him. When she was laying on his chest, he kissed her mouth, tasting his own come, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Finally, he broke the kiss.
“Baby, you did the best job that anyone could ever do. You’re a very, very good little girl, and Daddy loves you so much.”
Candy snuggled down into Daddy’s chest. “I love you, too, Daddy,” she said. “And I really like having ‘gasms. And I like making you have ‘gasms, too. You make funny sounds when you have a ‘gasm!”
Daddy was worn out from what Candy had done to him, and Candy was tired, too. She’d had a really nice ‘gasm, and then she’d made her Daddy have one, too. As she lay on Daddy’s chest, they both drifted off to sleep, Candy enjoying the feeling of the traces of Daddy’s come drying on her face. Just before she fell asleep, she thought that she was really going to like these new games with Daddy.