Chapter Text
“I’m going to make cummies, Daddy,” Haley panted, her small index and middle fingers rubbing her eight-year-old sex fast and hard
“Good girl,” I cooed, as I rubbed body wash into her flat chest. “Make a big cummie for Daddy.”
Haley’s legs stiffened and lifted out of the shallow bath water, her hazel eyes closed, and small mouth opened letting out a stream of inaudible words.
“That’s my girl,” I said, as I recognized the tell-tale signs of my little girl’s climax.
“That felt good Daddy,” Haley whispered, as her hands fell into the water at her sides.
“I can tell,” I smiled at my daughter just before her eyes closed again.
Haley smiled back, faintly, her head sinking down the back of the tub slightly, dipping her long brown hair into the water.
“You always look so pretty when you make cummies,” I whispered, my hands gliding down my precious daughter’s torso, spreading the suds of body wash over her soft skin.
“I do?” the girl who didn’t know just how pretty she was asked, while one eye opened.
“Have I ever lied to you?”
“No, Daddy,” she smiled before her breath caught in her throat. “Daddy, it’s sensitive,” she scolded playfully as my index finger danced along her slit.
“Sorry,” I said. “Not really though,” I added, my finger slipping into the small paradise that lay between Haley’s creamy thighs.
“You want me to do it again?” the girl asked, as she began to bite her lip.
The question was enough to make me want to cum in my pants. I couldn’t help but groan as I looked back at my daughter, my index finger slipping inside her hole causing her hazel eyes to grow large, and her top tooth to dig further into her bottom lip.
“You know I do, sweetheart,” I whispered, my free hand tweaking her soapy nipple. “But not until I get you into my bed.”
“K,” Haley replied simply.
I still called it my bed, even though Haley had slept in it every night since her mom passed when Haley was just six. I wasn’t using Haley to replace my late wife, that would be wrong. But her young body, and tight holes definitely helped to fill the void.
“Are you gonna make cummies too, Daddy?” she asked, when I pulled my index finger out of her small snatch.
“How could I not with a sexy little thing like you walking around naked?” I asked, with a smile as I helped my daughter to her feet, and turned her to face the wall so I could molest...I mean…wash her back.
“Where are they gonna go, though?” she asked, as she looked over her shoulder at me, her body giving a slight shiver with the cool air of the room hitting her wet skin.
“I’m not sure yet,” I said, my soapy hands gliding down my daughter’s back. “I have three options right?” I asked as my hands fondled the melon like cheeks of her pert ass.
“Yeah,” Haley answered, her face lowering towards her feet as she felt my finger dip into the cleft of her young ass.
“And what are they?”
“Well,” Haley said, thoughtfully. “You could put them in my mouth like you did Friday after school, and Saturday in the bathroom at the mall.”
“I’d forgotten about the mall,” I said, with a small chuckle. “Where else?” I asked, as my index finger pressed against Haley’s tight anus.
“Um,” the girl pretended to have to think about it, playing along with our little game perfectly. “You could put them in my kitty like Friday night on the couch when we were watching the special movie we made last summer when we went to the beach. Or Sunday morning at Grandma’s birthday party. Remember in the basement when it was just us and you put it in under my dress?”
“I do remember that,” I smiled, my cock leaking precum at the memory. “Where’s the last place, baby?” I asked, in a husky tone as my finger slipped inside my daughter’s ass.
“In my butt,” the girl giggled. “Like Saturday night, when we were FaceTiming Uncle Hank. Or yesterday morning before school. Your cummies were leaking into my panties until lunch!”
“Did that make your kitty tingle?” I asked, as I slowly fingered Haley’s ass, enjoying the heat that was surrounding my finger.
“Yeah,” the girl nodded, her breath catching in her throat once more. “I wanted to ask Mr. Hill to lick it and help me make cummies but I remembered I’m not suppos’t to ask adults to do that. Only let them if they ask me to.”
“Hmm,” I moaned as I pictured my daughter’s third grade teacher eating her hairless cunt. “Has Mr. Hill asked you if he can touch you yet?” I asked, as I pulled my finger out of her ass.
“No,” Haley said. “But he looks at me all the time like he wants to.”
“Well,” I said as I turned on the shower head, and guided Haley under the warm spray to rinse the soap off her body. “Parent conferences are next week. Maybe I can have a chat with him. Would you like that?”
“Yeah, Daddy,” Haley nodded as I shut the water off. “I liked it last year when Mr. Hammons put his fingers in me. And then he sucked them, just like you do!”
“I remember you telling me that,” I said, as I helped her out of the tub and grabbed her oversized bath towel with Moana on it. “Too bad you have a new music teacher this year. Huh?”
“Yeah, I don’t want old Mrs. Nance touching my kitty. That would be gross!” Haley laughed as I wrapped her naked body in the towel.
“That would be!” I agreed, playfully as I gently patted Haley’s tummy over the towel.
“So where do want your cummies to go tonight, Daddy?” Haley asked, getting us back to the original question.
“All three!” I chuckled, a hand going between Haley’s shoulders to signal her to start walking to the bedroom.
“That would be a lot of cummies!” she exclaimed with a big smile as she started to walk towards the door. “I would need another bath!”
“I’d be okay with that too,” I said, as I followed behind my daughter watching her towel clad butt lead the way.
“You’re silly Daddy!” Haley laughed as we walked into the bedroom.
“And who said I’m kidding?”
To Be Continued…