The Adult Bookstore (part 3)
There’s something magical about a really young girl giving oral love to a grown man. The playfulness, the sense of adventure. You can really tell how much she loves sex and fucking by the way she handles a cock. All those years I’d spent watching fellatio scenes on the Net, with girls even younger than Bitty, pleasuring men with gusto until my own cock was singing with pleasure … and now here I was, with a camera in my hand, watching my own daughter Hoovering cocks like a pro.
And to think, this all started way back when she was playing “horsey” on my leg and the vigorous up and down motion stimulated her clit and suddenly she was climaxing on me. When it was over, I asked, “Did you enjoy that?”
“Daddy,” she said, “that was the best feeling ever! Can we do it again?”
That night I found out that not only was my beloved orgasmic, but she was multi-orgasmic. That girl had an insatiable appetite for physical sensation, whether it was rubbing against my leg in the kitchen or giving her baby oil massages in the bed. For my part, I was delighted that my touch excited her so. I remember a time when we were baking a birthday cake and I got frosting all over my hand. She stopped me, gently took my hand in hers, and lifted it to her face. Her tiny mouth opened and she started sucking the sweet frosting off my thumb. I watched her, dumbfounded. She was only s!x y3ars old.
“Am I doing a good job, Daddy?” she asked, moving her head up and down, up and down. I could feel the back of her throat on the tip of my thumb. I couldn’t look away. So sexy, and so young.
“Yes, that’s wonderful.”
“Do you think I’m ready for the real thing?”
We’d already watched porn videos, and she’d shown a particular interest in the blowjob scenes. I think she’d been practicing with bananas or something, because she sure knew what to do.
That night, I just laid back on the couch, my cock aimed at the ceiling, and let her work her magic. After almost an hour of unimaginable bliss, I climaxed. Her tongue was lashing the sensitive spot on the underside of my head, and I just couldn’t take any more. I groaned, and a rope of jism shot up past her face. She made a sound like she was very satisfied with this result.
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I urged her. She kept licking, and I kept squirting. My balls heaved with each spurt, my body rigid with excitement. As much as I wanted to cum in her mouth, I knew that could wait for another time. I focused all my energy on shooting as hard and as far as I could. What a wonderful feeling!
All of which led us to our present circumstances: locked inside the Adult Superstore with a bunch of horny men. The Cashier had arranged this little party after we had shared our mutual lust for young girls.
We were in one of the private video booths. The men were keeping the machine fed with dollar bills, because The Cashier’s one rule was to offset the cost of closing early, we had to keep the porn playing inside the booth.
Bitty was on her knees in front of a glory hole, her little hands wrapped around a really impressive cock. She had the head in her mouth, and I snapped a picture. Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous.
To start, every man took a turn thrusting his stiff prick through the gloryholes in the booth and letting Bitty sample them to her hearts’ content. We only suffered one little “accident” when an overheated man let loose early, and shot his load so hard it hit the opposite wall in the booth. Such power!
While Bitty was giving the studs her personal, one-on-one attention, the rest were milling around in the open doorway watching her, or in one of the other booths, all of which were playing The Cashier’s special collection of ch!ld smut. It was wonderful to be able to see them indulging in their personal fantasies without fear of punishment.
Finally, we did what we called “event portraits.” Even though we couldn’t show the faces of the stalwart studs taking part—we could show their cocks. I’ve always loved those photos where a porn starlet is on her knees surrounded by men, their hard cocks poised on her pretty face. Bitty loves them too, so we had them gather outside the booth in groups of 6 or 7 and arranged them appropriately. You’ve never seen such a collection of cocks (or maybe you have, lucky you!). It took several photos to include everyone.
Then Bitty addressed the assembly: “When I was still a l!ttle g!rl, my daddy came on my face and it was the most wonderful feeling I’d ever had. Then he showed me a bukkake—” She had trouble saying the word, it came out like “booky-kooky” and everyone laughed) “—you know what I mean!” They sure did. You could see it in their eyes. They’d watched as beautiful women were drenched in buckets of sperm and had really enjoyed it. And now they were going to do it. “Anyway, I wanted to try it. Thank you for coming out tonight, and for cumming!”
They cheered.
We returned to the booth. “The timer! The timer!” someone shouted, and dollars were fed into the machine to keep it running. Bitty punched through the channels to find one that The Cashier had put together especially for this evening: it was entirely climax videos depicting men cumming on sweet, lovable g!rls.
Bitty took a position on her knees in the middle of the floor so she could watch the screen as well as the men about to service her.
The Cashier was first. He stepped up and lightly rubbed the tip of his stiff prick on her forehead. Then started stroking.
“Thank you for coming out tonight. You can’t imagine how long I’ve dreamed about something like this.”
And he erupted. Thick, creamy ropes across her forehead that clung to her skin. Bitty was delighted.
“It’s so warm!”
The men roared their approval. Next, two studs entered the booth, both very close to cumming. They didn’t stop stroking and got into position just as they began shooting. I think it’s hot when guys synchronize their orgasms and ropes fire out at the same time. They shot huge loads that crisscrossed her face, half of it shooting past and hitting the other man. They didn’t care. They didn’t flinch or back off, they just enjoyed the moment to its fullest until they were spent.
“Come on, guys,” I said, “You need to glue her eyes shut.”
The next man stuck his cock into her mouth and fucked her face with bold thrusts of his hips.
“Yeah, fuck yeah!” someone whispered behind me.
He was using her mouth like a fucktoy, and it turned us all on even more. This was an evening about pure pleasure for all of us. No emotional baggage, just physical sensation. The taboo of a y0ung g!rl—the ultimate fantasy.
He pulled out of her mouth and ordered her to lean back. She obeyed. He stroked his cock over her, and when his sperm came out, it came not in fast spurts, but in slow globs. Moving his cock like a painter, he decorated her forehead, cheeks, and lips with his spunk, even devoting a large portion of his load to her eyes, gluing them shut.
We cheered.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“It’s so warm and loving,” she said.
“You want to show them how much?”
While we watched, Bitty reached down between her legs and began masturbating her pussy.
“You go, girl,” one of the men said in encouragement. “Work that thing.”
I think I’ve spoken before of the incredible beauty of a sch00l g!rl experiencing a mind-shattering, body-wracking orgasm. Bitty is such a tiny pet, but her sexuality is so powerful. Her body, so toned from gymnastics, showed every muscle to gorgeous advantage. She was sex incarnate as she spread her legs with a moan, and came. So beautiful. So exciting.
Each and every man watching lost his heart to her in that incredible moment.
I glanced through the doorway and saw their faces. They were entranced. Most of them were stroking their cocks, wide-eyed with awe.
“Please! Please!” Bitty cried out. “Someone cum on me!”
Three men rushed into the booth and got into position. I heard them telling Bitty how much they loved her and then they were cumming, cumming hard, splashing her from every angle. And to their surprise and ultimate pleasure, she came again.
They were quickly replaced by two more studs with fat sausages for cocks. They declared that they were tit men, and promptly emptied their nuts onto her perfectly flat chest.
The next man stuck his engorged cock into her mouth. It was beautiful how his skin glistened with her spit as she took him in and out of her throat, his balls slapping against her chin.
A second man kneeled behind her and rubbed his erection on her cute bubble butt.
“Oh, Bitty, I want to fuck you so bad!” He cried. He was jerking frantically like he was afraid she would be taken away before he finished. When he came, he shot up her back and his seed spilled down over the untanned globes of her ass.
Some guys wanted to cum in her mouth. A few wanted to cum on her feet. Some wanted to rub their hard dicks on her sopping wet pussy until they launched huge ropes of lust across her tight belly.
I thrilled as each and every one of those studs had his pleasure with my daughter, trying to take as many videos and stills as possible.
As best as I can figure, Bitty took at least 40 cumshots that evening, which meant a lot of those guys came on her, got hard again, and returned for another go. Ahh, the power of pussy! As for Bitty, she had 5 climaxes, all captured on video to share with the world. We like to imagine millions of p 3 d 0 s watching her and getting off. Just think of all the sperm that’s been spilled in her honor!
The final pictures of the evening really show her at her finest: her lithe body covered with creamy sperm, jizz, spunk, jism, ball butter, cum. CUM! Our favorite word in the whole world. CUM! Cum addict. Cum freak. Unimaginable pleasure that awaits every sexual adventurer, so satisfying, so fulfilling. The only true thing to devote your life to …
But the best part is the total satisfaction in her face. She may be young, but she’s happy. Just think of the adventures that await her!
And yes, in case you’re wondering: I took a turn.
I put the camera down and stood over her. I gripped my rigid cock at the base. It was red with excitement, the veins standing out. I felt so alive in that moment.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“I’m ready, daddy,” she said.
“Ready for what?”
“Ready for you to blast off!”
“Say it, girl,” I said.
“Cum!” she cried out, “Cum, cum! Cum all over me! I want your CUM!”
I didn’t stroke it. I just held it, feeling the heat grow in the tip. So hot. So hot. And then, with dozens of men watching me, I ejaculated endlessly. Like a volcano, fed by some deep underground chamber of magma, I produced creamy rope after rope of pearly jism to cover my dirty-talking daughter. I could feel the heat coming off my seed as it blasted out of my body. I came so hard that I nearly blacked out, but I remember hearing the studs cheering me on.
After, I leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips.
“I love you, Bitty,” I said.
“I love you too, daddy,” she said.
And to think, this all started way back when she was playing “horsey” on my leg and the vigorous up and down motion stimulated her clit and suddenly she was climaxing on me. When it was over, I asked, “Did you enjoy that?”
“Daddy,” she said, “that was the best feeling ever! Can we do it again?”
That night I found out that not only was my beloved orgasmic, but she was multi-orgasmic. That girl had an insatiable appetite for physical sensation, whether it was rubbing against my leg in the kitchen or giving her baby oil massages in the bed. For my part, I was delighted that my touch excited her so. I remember a time when we were baking a birthday cake and I got frosting all over my hand. She stopped me, gently took my hand in hers, and lifted it to her face. Her tiny mouth opened and she started sucking the sweet frosting off my thumb. I watched her, dumbfounded. She was only s!x y3ars old.
“Am I doing a good job, Daddy?” she asked, moving her head up and down, up and down. I could feel the back of her throat on the tip of my thumb. I couldn’t look away. So sexy, and so young.
“Yes, that’s wonderful.”
“Do you think I’m ready for the real thing?”
We’d already watched porn videos, and she’d shown a particular interest in the blowjob scenes. I think she’d been practicing with bananas or something, because she sure knew what to do.
That night, I just laid back on the couch, my cock aimed at the ceiling, and let her work her magic. After almost an hour of unimaginable bliss, I climaxed. Her tongue was lashing the sensitive spot on the underside of my head, and I just couldn’t take any more. I groaned, and a rope of jism shot up past her face. She made a sound like she was very satisfied with this result.
“Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I urged her. She kept licking, and I kept squirting. My balls heaved with each spurt, my body rigid with excitement. As much as I wanted to cum in her mouth, I knew that could wait for another time. I focused all my energy on shooting as hard and as far as I could. What a wonderful feeling!
All of which led us to our present circumstances: locked inside the Adult Superstore with a bunch of horny men. The Cashier had arranged this little party after we had shared our mutual lust for young girls.
We were in one of the private video booths. The men were keeping the machine fed with dollar bills, because The Cashier’s one rule was to offset the cost of closing early, we had to keep the porn playing inside the booth.
Bitty was on her knees in front of a glory hole, her little hands wrapped around a really impressive cock. She had the head in her mouth, and I snapped a picture. Gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous.
To start, every man took a turn thrusting his stiff prick through the gloryholes in the booth and letting Bitty sample them to her hearts’ content. We only suffered one little “accident” when an overheated man let loose early, and shot his load so hard it hit the opposite wall in the booth. Such power!
While Bitty was giving the studs her personal, one-on-one attention, the rest were milling around in the open doorway watching her, or in one of the other booths, all of which were playing The Cashier’s special collection of ch!ld smut. It was wonderful to be able to see them indulging in their personal fantasies without fear of punishment.
Finally, we did what we called “event portraits.” Even though we couldn’t show the faces of the stalwart studs taking part—we could show their cocks. I’ve always loved those photos where a porn starlet is on her knees surrounded by men, their hard cocks poised on her pretty face. Bitty loves them too, so we had them gather outside the booth in groups of 6 or 7 and arranged them appropriately. You’ve never seen such a collection of cocks (or maybe you have, lucky you!). It took several photos to include everyone.
Then Bitty addressed the assembly: “When I was still a l!ttle g!rl, my daddy came on my face and it was the most wonderful feeling I’d ever had. Then he showed me a bukkake—” She had trouble saying the word, it came out like “booky-kooky” and everyone laughed) “—you know what I mean!” They sure did. You could see it in their eyes. They’d watched as beautiful women were drenched in buckets of sperm and had really enjoyed it. And now they were going to do it. “Anyway, I wanted to try it. Thank you for coming out tonight, and for cumming!”
They cheered.
We returned to the booth. “The timer! The timer!” someone shouted, and dollars were fed into the machine to keep it running. Bitty punched through the channels to find one that The Cashier had put together especially for this evening: it was entirely climax videos depicting men cumming on sweet, lovable g!rls.
Bitty took a position on her knees in the middle of the floor so she could watch the screen as well as the men about to service her.
The Cashier was first. He stepped up and lightly rubbed the tip of his stiff prick on her forehead. Then started stroking.
“Thank you for coming out tonight. You can’t imagine how long I’ve dreamed about something like this.”
And he erupted. Thick, creamy ropes across her forehead that clung to her skin. Bitty was delighted.
“It’s so warm!”
The men roared their approval. Next, two studs entered the booth, both very close to cumming. They didn’t stop stroking and got into position just as they began shooting. I think it’s hot when guys synchronize their orgasms and ropes fire out at the same time. They shot huge loads that crisscrossed her face, half of it shooting past and hitting the other man. They didn’t care. They didn’t flinch or back off, they just enjoyed the moment to its fullest until they were spent.
“Come on, guys,” I said, “You need to glue her eyes shut.”
The next man stuck his cock into her mouth and fucked her face with bold thrusts of his hips.
“Yeah, fuck yeah!” someone whispered behind me.
He was using her mouth like a fucktoy, and it turned us all on even more. This was an evening about pure pleasure for all of us. No emotional baggage, just physical sensation. The taboo of a y0ung g!rl—the ultimate fantasy.
He pulled out of her mouth and ordered her to lean back. She obeyed. He stroked his cock over her, and when his sperm came out, it came not in fast spurts, but in slow globs. Moving his cock like a painter, he decorated her forehead, cheeks, and lips with his spunk, even devoting a large portion of his load to her eyes, gluing them shut.
We cheered.
“How does that feel?” I asked.
“It’s so warm and loving,” she said.
“You want to show them how much?”
While we watched, Bitty reached down between her legs and began masturbating her pussy.
“You go, girl,” one of the men said in encouragement. “Work that thing.”
I think I’ve spoken before of the incredible beauty of a sch00l g!rl experiencing a mind-shattering, body-wracking orgasm. Bitty is such a tiny pet, but her sexuality is so powerful. Her body, so toned from gymnastics, showed every muscle to gorgeous advantage. She was sex incarnate as she spread her legs with a moan, and came. So beautiful. So exciting.
Each and every man watching lost his heart to her in that incredible moment.
I glanced through the doorway and saw their faces. They were entranced. Most of them were stroking their cocks, wide-eyed with awe.
“Please! Please!” Bitty cried out. “Someone cum on me!”
Three men rushed into the booth and got into position. I heard them telling Bitty how much they loved her and then they were cumming, cumming hard, splashing her from every angle. And to their surprise and ultimate pleasure, she came again.
They were quickly replaced by two more studs with fat sausages for cocks. They declared that they were tit men, and promptly emptied their nuts onto her perfectly flat chest.
The next man stuck his engorged cock into her mouth. It was beautiful how his skin glistened with her spit as she took him in and out of her throat, his balls slapping against her chin.
A second man kneeled behind her and rubbed his erection on her cute bubble butt.
“Oh, Bitty, I want to fuck you so bad!” He cried. He was jerking frantically like he was afraid she would be taken away before he finished. When he came, he shot up her back and his seed spilled down over the untanned globes of her ass.
Some guys wanted to cum in her mouth. A few wanted to cum on her feet. Some wanted to rub their hard dicks on her sopping wet pussy until they launched huge ropes of lust across her tight belly.
I thrilled as each and every one of those studs had his pleasure with my daughter, trying to take as many videos and stills as possible.
As best as I can figure, Bitty took at least 40 cumshots that evening, which meant a lot of those guys came on her, got hard again, and returned for another go. Ahh, the power of pussy! As for Bitty, she had 5 climaxes, all captured on video to share with the world. We like to imagine millions of p 3 d 0 s watching her and getting off. Just think of all the sperm that’s been spilled in her honor!
The final pictures of the evening really show her at her finest: her lithe body covered with creamy sperm, jizz, spunk, jism, ball butter, cum. CUM! Our favorite word in the whole world. CUM! Cum addict. Cum freak. Unimaginable pleasure that awaits every sexual adventurer, so satisfying, so fulfilling. The only true thing to devote your life to …
But the best part is the total satisfaction in her face. She may be young, but she’s happy. Just think of the adventures that await her!
And yes, in case you’re wondering: I took a turn.
I put the camera down and stood over her. I gripped my rigid cock at the base. It was red with excitement, the veins standing out. I felt so alive in that moment.
“Are you ready?” I asked.
“I’m ready, daddy,” she said.
“Ready for what?”
“Ready for you to blast off!”
“Say it, girl,” I said.
“Cum!” she cried out, “Cum, cum! Cum all over me! I want your CUM!”
I didn’t stroke it. I just held it, feeling the heat grow in the tip. So hot. So hot. And then, with dozens of men watching me, I ejaculated endlessly. Like a volcano, fed by some deep underground chamber of magma, I produced creamy rope after rope of pearly jism to cover my dirty-talking daughter. I could feel the heat coming off my seed as it blasted out of my body. I came so hard that I nearly blacked out, but I remember hearing the studs cheering me on.
After, I leaned over and placed a kiss on her lips.
“I love you, Bitty,” I said.
“I love you too, daddy,” she said.
11ヶ月前
