Date: Fri, 05 Aug 2022 02:54:10 +0000 From: Alison Mark Subject: Ali On the Prowl This is the beginning of a story between Ali, Ryan, and Ryan's daughter Kristen, but starts well after Ali's sexual adventures began. Perhaps those prequel chapters will come next. Please contact the author with any feedback or to discuss story ideas and interests. The author loves communicating with other authors, readers, and enthusiasts. Contact me at alisonmark82@protonmail.com. Please support Nifty by donating! You know where that button is - be generous, please! My parents instilled in me more than any other notion that the secret of our intimate relationship must stay in the family. They knew that eventually I would have boyfriends, girlfriends, and other playmates, but at 13, they thought I was still completely under their wing. They had awoken a sexual monster in me that was thirsty, and our family playtime was not enough to quench it. Family play time, although taboo and X-rated by traditional societal terms, was not rough, dirty, or naughty enough for me. I wanted to try rougher play - to control and be controlled. Looking back now, I know part of it was yearning to be wanted, and knowing that others were attracted to me besides my loving family. The other part of it was a little devil inside of me who wanted to shock an adult and force them to give in to their desires. Being 13 and given it was still a time that going to the mall was still the place for young teens to hangout, I chose that to be the place I would act on this desire, in the hopes I would find an unsuspecting adult to lure or convince to give into their desires. Like most girls my age, I had already mastered the ability of changing into more acceptable clothing at the mall. My parents trusted we were just "hanging out," shopping, window shopping, eating, or gossiping. Little did they know that within minutes of being dropped off, my slutty alter ego had already changed into the proper attire. I was also fortunate to have a friend who's only ability to hook up with her boyfriend was at the mall. She was happy to have an alibi, and I was happy to not be a third-wheel. As soon as we were out of sight inside the mall, she was off to hook up with her boyfriend in their secret play spots, and I was off to change and find my potential hook up. Even at that age I knew it would be much easier to find a guy to lure - but it would be more challenging to find a real adult. Thus, my friend and I always insisted on going to the mall long before other kids our age would be there. This also gave her and her boyfriend their choice of those out of the way corners of the mall. I could also count on more adults than teen boys being there, who certainly would take no time at all to approach a slut like me making my way around the stores. My friend just thought I was looking for another boy. It took awhile to test out my approach, but I found out that the best approach would be to spend more time at the ends of the mall hallways, where most shoppers would turn around to walk back along the other side they had not yet shopped. If a man would take a glance at me as he approached, a confirmation of a potential target would be if he glanced again as he turned around to head down the other side of the hallway. It also dawned on me that my best chance to engage with lustful guys would be to find one with a little kid with them. It would be too risky for one of them to talk to me alone, but if they were with one of their kids, especially one too young to understand what was going on, I could pass as their babysitter, neighbor, or the daughter of one of their friends they were running into at the mall. It took a couple trips to master my approach, but it finally paid off one Saturday morning. My friend wanted an extra long hook up session with her boyfriend, so we told our parents we would be shopping, having lunch, and then going to a movie in the afternoon. If more kids came to the mall after the movie, we'd call and let them know we wanted to stay longer. Our parents knew Saturday mornings and afternoons were not prime-teen-time at the mall, so our explanation of perfect. After parting ways with my friend, I quickly ducked into a bathroom and changed. I wore a skirt that was just short enough to be risqué. I wore a tight, tank top that was tight with stringy straps - one just loose enough to fall off my shoulder if I lowered it just a bit. I didn't wear a bra so my still budding little breasts would perk through. My makeup was just enough to send the signal that I was looking for fun, or that I aspired to be a bit older than my age. After perfecting my look which I had been working on for weeks, I made my way to the end of the mall. After weeks of testing the waters, and the longer than usual window of time available that day, that Saturday had to be the day. Although this is a story for another time, I quickly realized that it would be no problem luring in an elderly gentleman as they were the crowd I saw first, and they were all to easy to attract! Soon, the parents with little kids made their way to the mall. I saw so many potential targets who gave me more than a passing glance and another on the back side of their turn by the escalators, but they were all with wives or girlfriends. For a moment I thought I had found a willing couple, but the women were too hard to read. Their long stares could be read as ones of interest or judging of my look. A few had it written all over their faces, they knew full well I was a slut on the prowl. If only they had paid attention to how long their husbands' stares were. Undoubtedly the husband was ready to make a comment on my lack of appropriateness as soon as their wife made a comment about their stare..."Kids these days..." Finally, I found was seemed to be my best chance. A dad came into view and he had spotted me from afar. I noticed him locked on me from down the hallway. With his daughter in tow, who was between the ages of 4 and 5, he was checking me out as soon as his eyes could focus on me. I did my best to not look directly at him but focus on what he was doing from the corner of my eye as they passed. He slowed down considerably and acted if he was trying to figure out what direction to go into next. They stopped for a moment and he glanced around but locked his gaze on my body with each passing glance. Stealing a move from the movie Basic Instinct, I slowly uncrossed my legs, and slowly crossed them again. His eyes locked on hoping to get a glance of what was waiting up my skirt. He took a step and his gaze moved up to my face. I smiled as our eyes locked causing him to quickly look away. He half-looked back again, nervous that we might lock glances again, so I followed him with my eyes and smiled as he started to walk around the loop of the end of the mall. I wanted to send the signal that I was looking at him and maybe it was his lucky day. He walked past me - past the point where I would need to turn my head to the other side to continue to look at him - certainly the point he thought he'd be safe to glance back at me. I did just that, still smiling, and as our eyes met again, I gave him a cute but slightly exaggerated wink. He could not help but smile this time, his face blushing, clearly thinking, "play it cool, you just got caught staring, but she's flirting with you just to mess with you." About 10 paces away, suddenly he seemed to have realized he had to go to the department store behind us. He looped back around to walk in front of me, and this time I knew I had to make it abundantly clear. As he passed to take another look, his gaze moving from bottom to top, my smiling face was waiting for him, and as we locked eyes again, I mouthed the word, "Hi," finishing with cute side glance. He again blushed and smiled but could not dare respond. As he continued to walk, I was also able to see he was not wearing a wedding ring. Perhaps it was daddy's weekend with the daughter, and a wife/mom would not get in the way of our fun. As it turned out for him, I also had to go into the department store. I stayed in his field of view, doing my best to follow him without making it too obvious. The women and children's section was easy, as soon as he turned he would find me looking at something on the rack. For every couple glances, I would smile at him. As he became more bold, I would become more bold, our glances lasting longer and longer. His daughter, still in tow, was still oblivious. As he headed to the men's section, at this point completely bewildered about what to do given the situation, I could not have sent him a stronger signal. As most department stores have, the make-up and fragrance middle section of the store separated the men's and women's sections. I found a spot at the fragrance counter and leaned over as if I was interested in something behind the case. I continually glanced over my shoulder, standing with my hips tilted to one side, waiting for his return gawking. As I saw him turn back in my direction, I ran my hand up my leg, lightly scratching myself, lifting my skirt to show my bare cheek and thong. As I looked back, I found him stopped dead in his tracks staring. I smiled at him again, and this time, I took the lead and walked out of the store. I knew if he followed it would only take my initiation to find out if he would ultimately chicken out or accept a lucky offer he would probably never get again in his lifetime. I walked into Clares a couple-doors-down, knowing it would not feel abnormal for a dad and little girl. I did not bother looking at any of the merchandise, I wanted him to know I was only interested in him. He continued to play a bit coy, but by the time we both made a full loop around the tiny store that I was full-on flirting with him, and he was slowly and sheepishly flirting back. I stopped by the front of the store, hoping that he and his daughter might come right up to me to look at the same earrings, but they walked passed me and out of the store. Through the store's glass, he looked to see if I was turning to follow him, which I did. The question quickly ran through my mind, "Is he having second thoughts about his naughty flirting with a 13 year old, or he is testing me to see how serious I am?" Most likely, I thought, he does not know what to do. He's at the mall, a slutty little 13 year old is coming on to him, he has his daughter, what is a dad to do!? They stopped at a pretzel place and got in line. This was it, I knew, if I do not engage him now, I may never get the chance again. He saw me coming and looked like he was hoping for me to stop as well. I got into line behind them. His daughter turned and looked at me so I bent over and said hello. "Are you getting a pretzel too?" I asked. "Yes!" she said with a smile, pulling her dad closer as shy little kids do. "That is very nice of your daddy to get you a treat. I'm going to get the pretzel bites, I think." I said. By this point I sensed dad turning around. I looked up at him and smiled. "Hi....do I...do we know each other?" he began, "I thought you looked familiar." This was a perfectly safe move on his part: I wasn't flirting at you or hoping you were flirting with me, I continued to check you out because you look familiar. We stepped closer in line, and as if the stars were aligning, his daughter let go of his hand and walked up to take a closer look at the options in the warming case in front of us. "No, I don't think know each other...I was looking at you before I think you're cute." I said, my heart now pounding harder than his given the situation. He smiled and his eyes showed the rollercoaster that must have been happening in his brain. "I, uh, haha, I...you're funny. I am way too old for you. You really know how to make an old guy's day." he stumbled. Holy shit, he must have been thinking, what in god's name do I do here? "Oh no you're not, and I'm not kidding, I really think so..." I started, and then I motioned for him to lean over and come closer, as if I had a secret to tell him (which I did). He looked around - the look of: a camera show or the cops are going to jump in here at any moment. "I'm not going to bite...," I encouraged. "This isn't a trap," I whispered, "I actually think you're hot. I'd love to talk more if you'd be interested..." He stared at me, examining my eyes, practically begging for a signal if this was a joke, or a dream, or real life. "Sir, what can we get you?" the damn pretzel kid interrupted. He ordered and was still in a complete stumble. He did not want to completely turn his attention away but most of his instincts were telling him to be fucking careful. They stepped to the left and waited for their order while I placed mine. As I reached into my bag to pay, he reached over and handed his credit card to the clerk, "I'm getting her's as well." "Thank you, that's very sweet of you." I thanked him, placing my hand on his outstretched arm. As his daughter walked back over, I asked her, "Do you mind if join you two?" "No!" she answered excitedly. Both of our orders came up together, and we walked to the nearby tables. I turned all my conversation to his daughter. Her name was Kristen and I shared that mine was Ali. Dad continued to watch in confusion and disbelief on just what was happening - but I continued to smile and throw a wink his way whenever I could. I asked Kristen questions which were clearly my attempt to learn about their situation. Was Mommy with them? No - this was daddy's weekend. Does Kristen have a boyfriend? No - gross! Does daddy have a girlfriend? No - gross! I moved onto: Have you ever played in the little play area over there? Yes! And don't you love it? Yes! Maybe your daddy won't mind if you go play? Will you dad? "Uh, I, well, maybe just a couple minutes." he answered. Kristen skipped away and played nearby. At this point I should pause and remind everyone of this time in the world: cell phones were popular but they did not have cameras; "to catch a predator" had not yet aired. I knew I could still scare this guy away, but the threats were not the same as they were for anyone finding themself in this kind of situation. At the same time, it hit me hard that I had not thoroughly thought this part through. I guess part of me was foolishly thinking I might get someone who did not need much convincing. This guy was certainly showing signs he might be willing to go farther here, but every moment and every statement felt like I was holding into the pin of a grenade that might destroy any possibilities. "So, I wasn't kidding back there. I think you're hot. I'm not bothered by how I think you were checking me out. That made me so hot. I'm not a scam artist, or a cop, I'm not trying to get you in trouble or steal your money." I said, "and I didn't ask your name, I'm sorry, I'm Alison but like I told Kristen, most people call me Ali." "I'm Ryan. I..uh...I don't know what to say...I am waaaay to old for you. I appreciate what you're saying, but I could get in so much trouble for even talking to you...I uh..." Ryan understandably stumbled again. "I promise you I am going not tell anyone about any of this. I could get in a lot of trouble too - remember I'm the one coming on to you. I know you're a lot older than me, but that is what makes this so hot for me. You're really hot, and I want to have some fun with a hot older guy." I shared while Ryan stared at me in disbelief. "I'll save you some questions...no, I don't want to find a boy my age. I can always find a boy my age - I've been looking for an older guy, and I know you must be a pretty good guy. You're at the mall with your daughter, you're kind to her, she's happy...." I tried to reassure him. Ryan smiled and relaxed a bit with the compliment. "To be completely honest, I wanted to find a hot guy like you, who is nice and safe like you are, and have some fun with him. I don't want to go out on a date - let's go right to having some fun...you know...hook up. Our age difference is what will make this hot and exciting." I continued. Several things were spinning around the universe at this point. For one, having said those words it dawned on me: well this guy might not end up being a good guy, but given how he is responding as expected, it still feels safe. By the look on Ryan's face and in his eyes, the biggest struggle of his life was playing out in his mind and heart: could he actually be this lucky, what if this is a scam, of course she is going to say all this, how much can I trust her even if this is legit. The last thing happening for both of us was the statement and question: holy actual fuck, if we both keep going forward, what is the next step and how do we make this actually fucking work. "Listen Ali, I, uh, love the offer, but I just don't know..." Ryan began. This was an amazingly good sign. He liked the offer....but...how to help make this happen? "I'm free until at least dinner time. I'm supposed to be here, going to a movie, meeting other friends..." I responded wondering if I could actually close the deal that day or would this need to extend a second meeting. I knew it was probably now or never - I couldn't have him call my house, I didn't have a cell phone number to give him, "...so I have at least six hours to kill." "So...uh...what would we do?" Ryan inquired, his tone indicating he was half testing out the reality of the situation and half figuring out what I was actually considering or suggesting. "Well, we could go back to your place if you're not too far away. Could we distract Kristen for awhile?" I asked, "If we're going to do this, I want as much alone time as we could get." Mark that down as probably the 100th time Ryan's brain was blown that morning. "Look...I...god this doesn't seem real." Ryan said out loud. My mind quickly came to the conclusion that I had to both blow Ryan's mind one more time, and then give him a moment to collect himself. "I know this is fucking insane, right? I totally get why this does not seem right...but I've been hoping to meet a cool guy like you to make this happen with..." I said as I started to stand up and lean closer to whisper into Ryan's ear, "here's your chance to fuck a little chick like me who is willing to rock your world." I stood up and grabbed my drink, "If you're not into it, I totally get it. If you are, I'll be right over there. If not, maybe I'll see you around the mall some other time." I waved to Kristen and walked away, over to the other seating area I had pointed to as I made my final statement to Ryan. As I walked away my heart pounding so hard I thought I might actually faint. If this works - holy shit! If this doesn't work - fuck! "Rock your world? Little chick?" What the fuck, I probably sounded like a fucking idiot. Should I turn around? No, play it cool until you get over to the other spot. Could I go through this whole fucking mess again with someone else if he walks away? Maybe I should just go find a willing senior? My mind spun and the moments it took for me to walk and wait felt like hours. Just as my mind spun to, "Abort! Walk away and regroup!" I heard two sets of footsteps behind me. "Kristen, Ali is going to come over for a little bit, if that still works for you Ali?" Ryan said walking up behind me. Kristen stood next to her Dad, swinging their arms as they held hands. As we walked out of the mall, Ryan was looking around, rightfully so, to see if anything was amiss. I was looking around as well to make sure no one I knew was around. When we got to his car, we looked at each other and I said, "I didn't see anyone I know." He helped Kristen into the backseat and I jumped into the front seat. As we drove out of the parking lot, he turned on the radio, leaned over a bit and said, "We live about 10 minutes away...sharing the town and neighborhood." Given my heart was still racing, I was relieved to know the town and neighborhood. I knew that if things did go wrong, I could get somewhere to call for a ride. I also knew that my family did not know anyone in that area so I most likely wouldn't be seen. "I need to be back around 5..." I responded. We both smiled at each other awkwardly. The rest of the ride was fairly quiet. What do you say in such a situation? If Kristen wasn't in the backseat, I probably would have said more given my anxiety over this actually happening was staring to overtake my confidence to try to do this to begin with! We pulled up to their house and right into the garage. As we were slowing pulling into the garage, Ryan instructed his daughter, "Ok Kristen, it's almost nap time, so why don't you show Alison your room, and I'll come to tuck you in." "Ok Daddy!" Kristen responded. We walked into the house and I followed Kristen to her room on the second floor. Ryan walked passed us to his room, I assumed, to clean up and/or get ready for what might be coming. The second floor seemed to just have Kristen's room, a guest/spare room and a bathroom. The master bedroom must be on the first in the direction that Ryan walked. Kristen showed me all of her toys and dolls. I tried my best to stay enthusiastic with her while my mind raced about what would happen next. In my confident fantasy, I had daydreamed about what I would do when the fun actually started, but I again realized I failed to think this entire scenario through. Would Ryan push things forward, was he counting on me? What if we both chicken out? It felt like a lifetime was going by - Ryan was probably in his room asking the same questions. Finally, Ryan walked in, "Alright sweetheart, time for a nap." I stood back in the doorway, "Goodnight, Kristen, I'll see you later!" "Goodnight!" she responded. I took this as another good sign - both that she was oblivious to the odd situation happening with me, and that she most likely trusted her Dad that nothing was awry. "Remember sweetie, you sleep as long as you can, and I'll come to get you when it's time to get up." As he finished tucking her in, I walked back downstairs. I stood in the kitchen which opened up to a family room. I put my bag on the kitchen island counter as I realized I didn't want Ryan to think I was robbing him. He came downstairs and met me in the kitchen. "So...ah...can I get you something to drink?" Ryan said, opening the fridge and giving me a list of options. "I'll have some lemonade, thank you!" I responded. Oh god, what to do next, do I just jump him right here or should we talk a little more first? I was anxious and excited to get to the fun part, but it had never experienced any sort of awkward pre-playtime conversation - at home we were very candid and straightforward. As he poured both of us a glass, Ryan luckily broke the silence, "So, given what you said I assume you haven't done anything like this before?" He voice was a little shaky, but I could tell he was trying to put up a calm or confident vibe. "Well, not like this..." I responded, taking the glass from him. "This isn't the first time I've hooked up with someone, but yeah, this is the first time I've come home with someone like this." As I spit out those words they echoed in my head like I had just spilled the entire secret of my family's love affair. I've hooked up but never at someone else's house?! Oh my god he knows about my family now. "I mean, like I said, I was hoping to find a guy like you and not another boy my age." I said to recover. "Yeah, this is a first for me too, obviously." Ryan said, starting to laugh to kill the awkwardness, "Well not my first time, obviously, but my first time bringing a girl home from the mall." We both laughed in the short, obviously fake way you do to keep the conversation going. "I've been divorced for about a year. Kristen's mom moved about two hours away so we're in the process of figuring out who is going to move before Kristen goes into school. That distance won't work by then..." Ryan trailed off realizing he was sharing more detail than maybe he should at first. "I'm sorry to hear that, Kristen is such a cutie." I said. "She really is, I'm so lucky." Ryan said. Having broken some ice with Ryan getting a bit personal with me, I knew I could start to regain my confidence again and work toward what I had daydreamed about. "So, you never did this before, bringing a girl home like this before, but I noticed you checking me out at the mall..." I started. "Well yeah, you're pretty hot. I noticed you tried to give me a little show as we walked by. I've seen that movie too. Sharon Stone, right?" Ryan said, letting out a shy smile. I smiled back and knew I could start to take things to a higher level. At home I could turn on my wild slut side a quick as I could snap my fingers. I just had to tell myself that it was time to push out my fantasy - I had found a guy, I was in his house, there's a sleeping daughter upstairs so it is safe, and I have about five hours until I have to get back to the mall. "Did you like what you saw?" I asked. Ryan, also gaining more confidence answered, "Well I didn't have a chance to see much, but yes." His answer really kicked me over to my slutty slide. Ryan was clearly more confident now and my goal was to blow a guys mind and hope that we could live out my slutty fantasy. I wanted to control him a bit and have him control me. "Do you always checkout girls my age?" I asked, finishing my lemonade and pulling myself up onto the kitchen island counter. Ryan looked at me but waited to answer. "I think most guys would be lying if they said they didn't." he responded tactfully. "Oh you're good. Very careful I see..." I said with a devilish smile on my face. I put one hand down on the counter and leaned over a bit, allowing my tank top strap to fall off my shoulder, "I meant, do you like looking at little girls like me?" Ryan finished his lemonade and stared as me again, calculating his answer. I completely understood his caution. This was still too good to be true and god knows he never had a girl my age asking those questions. I decided to give him a break. "I told you I was looking for a hot guy like you...I should have told you I was hoping to find a naughty daddy type. I hope you're the naughty daddy type." I said, throwing him a verbal softball. "Yes, I do like looking at girls like you. And I've never had the opportunity to be a naughty daddy, but I've always wanted to..." he finally responded. "Mmmm, daddy doesn't want to answer me completely..." I said sliding down the counter toward him, "I won't tell anyone, daddy, do you like looking at...little...girls like me." I looked at him again with my devilish smile and winked like the first time we saw each other at the mall. "Yes, I like looking at sexy little girls like you, Ali." Ryan said. "There's the naughty daddy I was looking for..." I said as I slid down the counter again, stopping right in front of him. I slowly leaned forward, he leaned forward toward me, and we kissed. We made out, sweetly, me being the one to first introduce my tongue to his mouth. As we made out deeper and deeper, Ryan put his hands on the counter on either side of me, but was cautious not to touch me. After a while, we both pulled back and smiled at each other. "She's going to sleep for at least a couple hours. We don't need to worry about her coming downstairs." Ryan shared. "Good, because I don't want you to worry about anything either. I really want to see more of this naughty daddy you have inside you. Where is your room?" I asked. "Down here..." Ryan said, pointing down the hallway he had walked to when we first came in the house. "I want to see daddy's room." I said with another grin and a wink. I kissed him on the lips and slipped off the counter. I grabbed my bag and we walked toward his bedroom. We walked in and it was a nice room with a queen sized bed, large TV on the wall, and a nice master bath off to the side. I noticed there was a laptop hooked up to the TV. "Mmm, I bet you watch naughty videos on there, don't you?" I asked. Ryan blushed and nodded yes. "Oh I love how I can make you blush! I hope you'll really open up for me and make me blush. Maybe some of the videos you watch would make me blush. Trust me, you're not going to cross any lines with me - although I'd love it if you tried." I said, kicking off my sandals. Ryan grabbed a remote and turned on the TV, and then woke up his laptop. It was already set to project what was on the laptop to the screen. He logged into his account on a porn site and brought up his favorites list. I walked up next to him and took control of the mouse, scrolling through the video screenshots. There was mostly teen and related porn. "Let's pick out a really long one so we don't have to worry about finding another one. The dirtier the better!" I said, smiling into Ryan's eyes. Ryan smiled back and scrolled through the list. He pressed play and stepped back. I stepped back with him. As the porn started. I realized just how much taller he was - it was probably the fact we were completely alone and standing close together for the first time. I looked him up and down with a smile and he realized I was pointing out our height difference. I tiled my head to the side with a slight smile and flirty eyes, signaling I was waiting for the next move. Ryan just smiled and raised his eyebrows, clearly hoping I would take the pressure off him. I grabbed his hands and pulled him down, he knew what I was signaling for and knelt down in front of me. Now I was taller than him, but not by much. I put his hand on my waist, and pulled his other arm to put it around my other waist. "I'll make ya a deal..." I began, "I'll start us off, but I hope you'll relax. You're not going to hurt me...we're all alone...I want this..." Ryan took a deep breath, "Ok - you know how surreal this is, right? I'm in a bit of shock." "This is surreal - and I hope I can keep shocking you - but you need to start enjoying it." I responded. Just as I said that, the moans of hardcore sex started coming from the TV. "Do you like that?" Ryan asked, still holding onto my waist. "Mmm, yes, but I wish you had something with younger girls in it. Do you have any with really young girls, maybe a private collection?" I asked. Queue the blushing again. "No, I wish I did. I'd love to see some younger girls. Like your age..." Ryan said. "There's my naughty daddy again...do you mind that I call you daddy?" I responded. "No, I like how you call me that. I'd rather you call me that rather than my name." he said. "Mmmm...a really naughty daddy that likes girls my age." "Or younger...." He said, practically cutting me off. I did blush at that response. He was finally really opening up. "That's what I was waiting for, you naughty boy. I should have known the way you were looking at me at the mall." I encouraged. "You were making me hard baby. There weren't too many younger girls at the mall in the morning - but I could not have asked for a sexier little girl when I found you." "What were you thinking about when you saw me?" I asked. "I was trying to imagine your body under that skirt and tank top...and when you put on that little show I started to imagine tasting what was between your sexy legs. When you put on the next little show by the perfume display, I thought about how much I would give to fuck a sexy little girl like you." "Mmmm daddy. Today is your lucky...fucking...day." I said, turning and walking into the bathroom, picking up my bag along the way, "Don't go anywhere." I went into the bathroom and took a deep breath. I dug into my bag and took out the clothes I hoped I'd be able to use if my plan actually worked. I put on a pair of white thongs that had a nylon skirt-like frill around them, and a white bra that was a real first bra type. A step up from a training bra, my tiny developing tits got a little bit of a push, but it was clearly a little girl's bra. Although the thong was not little girl-like at all, I was going for a pure and someone innocent look - hoping it was drive a dirty older guy crazy. I separated my ponytail into two ponytails, knowing it would really play to his love of little girls. I touched up my lipgloss and opened the door, standing in the doorway. Ryan turned from the TV and his eyes grew huge. "Take off your shirt, daddy." I said, biting the corner of my lip. Ryan pulled off the polo shirt he was wearing. "Now take off your shorts..." I commanded. Ryan loosened his belt and pulled down his shorts, leaving him just in boxers. I walked toward him with slutty strut in my step. As I got closer, he knelt back down again. I put my arms around his shoulders and leaned over, kissing him deeply. He thrust his tongue into my mouth. He put his arms around me and hugged me tightly. He ran his hands around my back, holding me closely. He rubbed down my back, past my ass and down my legs and then back up again. As he reached my ass I moaned and he stopped to squeeze my cheeks. He pulled back from my lips and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. "Kiss me and touch me like you've wanted to with all the little girls you've stared at, daddy." I said softy as he kissed my neck. "I can't wait for you to taste my sweet little pussy." I said as he continued to feel my body and kiss me shoulder, taking a deep breath as he heard me say such a dirty suggestion. "If you're a really naughty daddy, I'll let you fuck my tight...little girl cunt." I said, pulling back to look him right in the eyes. "Oh my god..." he said as he stood up and lifted me up with ease. He swung me over and put me down on top of his bed. I gently pushed away from his embrace and crawled back. As he started to climb onto the bed, I put my hand out in a "stop" position. "Only naked daddies who want to play with little girls are allowed on this bed." I said in a slightly pouty voice. Ryan dropped his boxers so fast I almost didn't realize he had taken them off. "Naughty little girls who want to be in daddy's bed need to be naked too." he said back. I realized his hard cock was not resting perfectly on top of the bed. As I admired it for a moment I realized he was the perfect size to fuck me. He was average, at best, but the perfect size to not hurt my petite little body. "I want daddy to undress me." "Only if you suck daddy's cock first" Ryan said, now showing a bit of a devilish grin on his face. I was happy to see him finally give into his true desires. I bent over on all fours and he crawled onto the bed. I reached out and guided his cock directly into my mouth as soon as he was close enough to reach me. I stroked his cock and sucked him only pausing to say, "Talk dirty to me, daddy." I licked the tip of his cock, and ran my lips and tongue down his shaft to his balls, playing with his balls with my mouth. "Take daddy's cock in your mouth again babygirl. I love feeling your little mouth and tongue." Ryan instructed. I followed his directions. As I started to suck him harder and faster he continued to encourage me, "That's right babygirl....ummm...that's a good little girl." He laid down and I continued to suck him off, sitting on my knees between his legs. All it took was my looking up at him and our eyes locking for him to almost cum. "Whoa, let's stop there for a minute, I don't want to cum yet." Ryan said, trying to relax. I stood up on my knees, still between his legs. "I'm ready to get nakey daddy..." I said, twisting my finger though one of my ponytails. Ryan sat up and pulled me closer. He reached around and unfastened my bra. I stuck out my chest and he started to kiss my chest and little budding titties. He gently kissed and licked the small curves of my breasts, and licked circles around my nipples. He gently sucked on my nipples and ran his lips all around my chest. "Mmmm....I love the feeling of your kisses, daddy." I said sweetly. "God your skin is so perfect. I love your little body." Ryan said sweetly back. I climbed over Ryan's leg and laid down on my back. He turned over and continued to kiss my chest, tummy, and down my legs. He ran his lips all over my body. He kissed around the band of my panties, and looked up at me. I smiled and hummed... "Take off my panties, daddy." I whispered. I lifted up my waist and he pulled down my panties. Once he had them past my feet, he started to slowly kiss my legs starting at my ankles, drinking in my skin and legs. I spread my legs, inviting him to enjoy my inner thighs. His lips felt so good my skin. As he continued to move up my legs, I spread them wider and wider. As he reached the crease between my legs and crotch, I put my hands into Ryan's hair. "I want you to taste my little pussy, daddy." I encouraged. Ryan ran his lips toward my pussy. He gently stuck his tongue into the bottom of my slit before slowly running it up my pussy to my clit. He started from the bottom again and drove his tongue deeper. He moans as he opened up my pussy to find me wet. "Oh yes Daddy, eat my little pussy." I continued to encourage, I reached down and spread my pussy wide open. Ryan stared with awe into my now wide up little pink pussy. "Fuck, you're so perfect." Ryan whispered. He eat my pussy and played with my tiny clit with his tongue. He kissed and worshiped the skin all around my pussy. "God, I love your smooth pussy. You're pussy is like silk, babygirl." If only Ryan knew the action my smooth and pure pussy had already experienced. He worshiped my pussy, and with every lick, I moaned louder and louder. Hearing my moans, he concentrated on playing with my little clit. "Oh fuck daddy, you're going to make cum, please don't stop." I begged. He played with my clit with his mouth and started to fuck my little pussy with one finger at first, an then two. "Oh fuck, harder daddy, harder." Within moments, I came, my whole body tensing up and slightly jerking. Ryan moaned as he felt the result of his pussy worshiping. "Oh yes, uhhh, fuck me please daddy, fuck my little pussy please!" I finally blurted out when I could relax and speak. "Are you sure babygirl?" Ryan asked, sliding up my body. As we became face to face, Ryan hovering over me, I looked him straight in the eyes. "You're not going to hurt me, I want you to fuck me. I'm on the pill." I said, realizing we had both skipped over an important detail, although I later learned Ryan was struggling to insist that he should wear a condom either way. I leaned up and we kissed. I put my hands on his sides and pulled him closer, inviting him to fuck me. Ryan reached down and grabbed his cock. He slowly traced my slit with the tip and continued to look at me, waiting for my reaction. I smiled and squinted, "Let me feel your cock, Daddy..." I gently continued to pull him closer. He pushed the tip of his cock through the lips of my pussy, still starting and waiting for my reaction. "Keep going daddy, I love your cock..." He couldn't have moved more slowly or gentle if he tried. I continued to smile and nod, encouraging him to enter me. Although I wanted to be fucked, I loved his caring, gentle moves. We both hummed as my tight little pussy accepted his cock. He was the perfect size for me to take all of him with perfect tightness for both of us. "Fuck you feel so good babygirl. God I don't want to cum too fast." He said with a bit of frustration. "Take your time daddy...you feel so good in my pussy." I said trying to keep him calm. He held is cock in my pussy, slowly moving to feel how nice and tight I hugged his cock with my smooth little cunt. "Kiss me daddy..." We kissed and I felt him relax. He started to fuck me and we both moaned. He paused for a moment, clearly trying to stop himself from cumming. "I want to ride you." I said. He pulled out and I figured this would give him some time to relax and recover. He rolled onto this back and I swung my leg over him. He held his cock and I grabbed his shaft, slowly sitting down onto his cock. I put my hands on his chest for balance and began to ride him. As I rode him faster and faster, he ran his hands all of sides before grabbing my ass. He was going to cum. He squeezed my ass harder and pulled me forward and back onto his cock, moaning. "Oh yes daddy, fuck me. Mmmmm....I want your hot cum inside my little pussy...mmm...your cock feel so good!" I moaned. He squeezed my ass and pulled me hard into his cock, and I could feel him pumping his hot cum into my pussy. "Mmmmmm oh daddy that feels so good, ahhhh." I laid down on top of him and he wrapped his arms around him. I continued to lightly ride his cock, making sure to make his cock feel amazing as he finished cuming. "Oh fuck...god...uhhh....uh I'm so sorry baby. I wish I could have lasted longer for you. Fuck you feel so good. Oh god you're amazing." He said, out of breath. "Mmmm, you feel so good in me daddy....you're amazing." I said, kissing his chest. We snuggled for a moment but I spoke up before we got to potential awkward silence. I leaned up, laying half on his side, "I want you to recover so we can have more fun. I told you you wouldn't hurt me. I want you to be rough with me." Ryan looked at the clock and back at me. "Definitely - we have plenty of time." He said. I went to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and then he did the same. I put my panties back on and we snuggled. The video had looped to restart and we laid on his bed, my snuggling to his side. Rubbed my leg against his and he rubbed my back and sides. I knew he could not get enough of my young smooth skin. I wanted to build him up to really fuck me hard this next time, and really let out his desires. I knew he must like younger girls and I wanted him to give into that. I want him to really pound me and get all of his pent up fantasies out. "So given what we've gotten into with each other. We can trust each other with our secrets," I started, "I love how you like little girls. You being a naughty pervy daddy makes me so hot." "I still can't believe this is real, Ali. Yes, this absolutely needs to stay our secret." He responded. "My parents would kill me so trust me, I'm not telling anyone about this. I already thought that it is perfect that I could be your babysitter." I said "That is a great idea! Kristen really likes you so this would be perfect." He responded. "As long as you don't start cheating on me with other little girls..." I said, laughing. "Ali, I don't think you realize you're a bit of a unicorn. There aren't other girls like you out there." Ryan said, half laughing. "Oh there are, it's just hard to put yourself out there as a unicorn. Most parents have their little girls locked up...for now, I'm happy to be your little girl." I said and we snuggled for another moment. "So if you could find another perfect unicorn, would you ever consider a younger one?" I inquired. "Ummm...yes...I would consider that." Ryan responded. "And I bet you've thought about that, haven't you, you naughty boy." I said flirtatiously. "I have..." Ryan said half chugging to break his own anxieties about admitting it. "That makes me so hot, I'm not kidding." I leaned up to look at him more directly, "I'll tell you first, I've thought about little boys and girls too. So sweet, smooth, cute little bodies." I shared, smiling at him. "I've fantasied about little girls too.," He said, tracing his finger tips across my skin, "pure, smooth, perfect skin like yours." "Even better than mine..." I added. "Well I don't know about that, but yeah." He responded. His cock began to grow and lift off his leg. "Mmm...I think Daddy is ready to go again," I started, "this time you know you're not going to hurt me so I want you to be rougher with me, ok?" "Ok..." he said, again with a look of shock in his eyes, all of my words coming so unbelievably. "And this time, think about me being any age you want. The I want your true pervy daddy to come out - know I am your little toy ready to be fucked. I'm your slut who wants daddy's big cock pounding my tight little pussy." I softly demanded. As I spoke, Ryan's cock started to stand straight up. I looked at it and then looked at him with inquisitive eyes. "Wrap your little fingers around daddy's cock, baby." Ryan said more sternly than he had said anything that day. "Yes, daddy." I replied. I reached over and started to gently stroke his cock. "That's my good little girl...now while you stroke daddy's cock, put the tip of it in your mouth." Ryan said, moving his hand behind my head and pushing me toward his cock. "Like this daddy?" I asked sweetly as I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. "Yes, babygirl, now move between daddy's legs so you have a better angle to suck my cock." I did as I was told. I wrapped both my hands around his cock to stroke him and I began to bob my head up and down on the tip of his cock. "That's really good baby - if you're a lucky little girl, maybe daddy will give you his cum - but you're going to have to be the best little girl ever." Ryan encouraged, "Now move your hands and just suck daddy's cock. I did as I was told and sucked him further into my mouth, putting my hands on his lower stomach. I sucked him, trying my best to glance up and make eye contact from time to time. "Focus on daddy's cock, baby, you can get more of my cock in your mouth." he instructed. I went a little deeper, but waited for more forceful commands. "I bet my little girl can do better than that, show daddy how much you love his cock in your little mouth." Ryan said more sternly. He put a hand behind my head and pushed my face farther down onto his cock. I made a slight whimpering sound as if I was trying harder. Ryan used both his hands to grab my ponytails, forcing me to take his cock deeper into my mouth. "I know my little girl is much more of a slut than what she's showing me right now, take daddy's cock in your mouth until it's in the back of your throat" he instructed, pulling my pigtails down and forcing me to deep throat him. He pulled my down hard and I gagged as the tip of his cock went down my throat. He held me for a moment before letting up. I moaned positively as I clear the choking sensation from my throat. I sucked him hard and he again pulled my pigtails down hard, forcing his cock to my throat. I moaned and gagged as he held me longer. "There's my little slut. What a wonderful little girl you are." I gargled trying to clear my throat. "...fuck me please daddy. I want your cock in my fuck hole now." Ryan as becoming the firm daddy I wanted him to be, but he did not need another request after hearing my dirty mouth. "Ok little girl - show me how you want my cock. What's a good slutty position?" He asked. I sat up and pulled out my pigtails, quickly tying my hair back into one ponytail. I turned around on my hands and knees, facing away from toward the front of the bedroom. I shook my ass as I turned around to look at him. "Fuck me like this daddy - this is how sluts gets fucked right?" I asked in my sweetest voice. "Fuck, you look amazing like this babygirl, what a perfect little ass you have." Ryan said, running his hands up my leg and squeezing my ass, "but these are in the way..." Ryan pulled my thong down off my ass, and I helped him kick them off my legs. "Mmm...two perfect fuck holes. I don't think you're ready for anal sex yet...(oh lord he had no idea)...but if you've been a good girl, daddy will tongue fuck you." Ryan said. "Oh yes, daddy, I've been your perfect little slut. Please fuck my asshole with your tongue." I asked. "Ask me again little girl - I'm not convinced you really want me to..." Ryan responded. "Oh please please please daddy...I want your wonderful tongue in my asshole...I'll do anything you want..." I begged. "That's my sweet little slut." Ryan said as he spread my cheeks and ate my ass. "Mmmmm daddy that feels AMAZING...oh I can't wait until I can take your cock in my ass." I responded. I let him eat my ass for a couple more minutes before I begged him to fuck me. "Now fuck me please daddy...I'll do anything for your cock in my tight little pussy." I begged. "Here baby, your little ass needs to be a little higher." Ryan said, handing me a pillow to put under my knees. "Now I'm ready for your cock daddy - fuck my tight little pussy until I cum, pleeeease!" I begged again. "How can I resist my sweet little slutty girl. Keeping telling daddy how hard you want it..." Ryan said as he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my slit, waiting to enter. After a couple traces, and feeling my wetness on the tip of his cock, he pushed his entire cock into my pussy. For the second time that day, we both felt the perfect feeling of my tight pussy around his cock. He couldn't help but moan again at the amazingly perfect tight fit. "Oh daddy - your cock is absolutely perfect for my pussy. I hope you like how tight I am." I said sweetly. Losing his demanding composure for a minute Ryan responded, "Oh god Ali you feel so fucking good. You're so tight, I love how smooth and perfect you are." "Fuck my tight little cunt, daddy..." I said, pushing Ryan back into commanding daddy mode. Ryan put both hands on my waist and pulled his cock back before gently thrusting it back into me. He pulled back and thrusted again, this time deeply and hard enough that he caused me to grunt. "Uh daddy, yes, fuck my tight little hole. Your cock fills up my little pussy perfectly." I moaned. "Such a dirty little girl, Daddy better fuck the slut right out of you." Ryan said, back in full naughty daddy mode. "I bet you can't, daddy" I said giggling and grunting. I had awoken a side of Ryan he may not have known existed. He started to pound my tight, young, perfect little pussy harder and harder. I could only grunt, moan, hum at the amazing feeling of his perfectly sized adult cock in my pussy. His balls slapping my smooth body and his legs pounding my ass and legs sent vibrations into me that drove me to multiple orgasms. Given it was his second round and he was more relaxed, I thought he might fuck and pound me until it was time to go back to the mall. "Don't....stop....daddy....ugh I love your hard fucking...." was one of the only statements I could spit out between my grunts and moans. Ryan was both commanding and caring. All he could manage to say was a combination of, "Oh fuck baby girl....god I love your tight little body....fuck my sweet little girl...." Feeling amazing pleasure all over my body, I put my head up and yelled out, "Please don't stop daddy...harder!" Ryan grabbed by ponytail and pulled on my hair hard as he pounded my pussy relentlessly. That immediately drove me into an amazing orgasm that rocked my whole body. I gasped for air and my vision went blurry. As I regained focus, I looked toward the door to see Kristen's outline peering from outside the door. Seeing her watch us sent me into another orgasm. I smiled and looked right at her, making sure to give off the clear expression that I was loving what was happening to me. We locked eyes and I winked at her. She was startled at first as she realized I had seen her, but I continued to smile and mouthed the exaggerated words, "IT'S OK...YOU CAN WATCH." I hoped that she would at least understand the "it's OK" part. I turned my attention back to Ryan. "I want your cum in my mouth, I want to drink your cum, please!" "Mmm, keeping talking like that, you're going to put me over the edge...but be ready..." Mark moaned. "Feed me your hot cum, please. Little girls love warm cum in their mouths!" I yelled. Ryan grunted and I knew I had send him over the edge. He pulled out and I quickly spun around. I grabbed the base of his cock with one hand, and squeezed his balls with the other. I quickly sucked him into my mouth as he put his hand behind my head, grabbing my hair. He face fucked me so hard I couldn't help but to take his cock deep into my throat. I moaned as sweetly as I could knowing we had an audience I wanted to make sure knew I was loving every second of it. I squeezed his balls harder and sucked him as hard as I possibly could. He came hard, shooting amazingly hot cum down my throat. Although he had stopped thrusting, I continued to jerk his shaft and bob my mouth and tongue up and down on his cock, pumping every last drop I could. His grunts turned to laughs as I tickled his now ultra sensitive cock. He laughed and sighed, collapsing onto the bed. I fell on top of him, and kissed him hard, shoving my tongue into his mouth. He ran his hands all over my body, both grabbing me and rubbing my soft and smooth skin. As I pulled away from his mouth, we both laughed in that way you signal, "oh my god I can't believe how amazing this is..." I leaned up and whispered into this ear, "You are an amazing naughty daddy - I can't wait to be your slutty babysitter." I turned to glance back at the door to see Kristen still standing there, curiously watching what was happening. My ear was perfectly in front of Ryan's mouth so he assumed I was waiting for a whispering answer. "You are an amazing little girl. Yes, I'd love to have you be my slutty babysitter, how did I ever get so lucky?" he whispered before kissing my cheek. I smiled at Kristen again and mouthed, "Hi." Ryan asked if I minded if he showered so he would be ready first for when Kristen woke up. I said of course and he headed into the bathroom. I quickly reached over, finding my panties, and slid them on. While doing so I saw the clock showed it was only slightly over 2pm. I had three hours of fun left. I quickly found my bra and slipped it on before gently tiptoeing to the door. I knelt down pulled the door open to a waiting Kristen. I opened up my arms and she accepted my invitation for a hug. I squeezed her tight and asked, "Are you OK, sweetie? "Yes, I think so, are you and daddy ok?" She answered, clearly bewildered by what she had just witnessed. "Oh yes, Kristen, we are actually very happy. We were just playing the way adults do sometimes." I responded only to be met with a slight pout from Kristen. "But I wanted to play with you too." she said sadly. "Of course you can play with me too! I would love to play with you. We were just playing because you were taking a nap, and we were playing adult games because I'm a little older than you." I tried to explain. "You played games like in the videos daddy watches." Kristen added. "You're....you're right sweetie...we were...have you watched those videos?" I asked. "Daddy doesn't realize I'm peeking in here sometimes. And one time I was hiding under his bed and he didn't realize I was there when he started watching the videos and playing with his pee pee." She said as sweetly as could be, "I want to play those sorts of games with you too." "Well we'll have to ask daddy if he is OK with you playing games like that. Maybe he'll let us play games together." I replied but saw that Kristen wanted to hear something more definitive. She still pouted a bit. "Aaaand....and if daddy doesn't think that's a good idea, maybe we will play together and keep it our little secret." I said with a grin. Kristen grinned back. "Ok Ali..." she said, "I'll wait with you and we'll ask him when he gets out of the potty." She walked right past me and climbed onto the bed. I could tell she was determined to get an answer and pushing back would only make her more upset. I walked toward the bed and glanced at the TV to see it was on the main menu of the porn site. There was no sounds coming from the videos but some were looping previews across the screen. "I think you're really pretty, Ali." Kristen said sweetly, looking at my panties and bra. My bag was in the bathroom with Ryan - along with all of my clothes. "I think you're pretty too, sweetie." I replied and leaned in, "and I hope we can play together. I promise I'll help convince your dad." Those words just came out of my mouth. For a moment I forgot time and place. Between my family fun at home and the new fun with Ryan, it seemed easy to make such a promise but I gulped at the second-thought that Ryan may be completely opposed, and really upset about the suggestion. Relax, I thought, you convinced the guy to take you home, and have wild taboo sex with him - he might say no but being really upset? He clearly likes little girls. The shower turned off and I knew the door would open any minute. As it did, Ryan said, "So we'll have to figure out how to meet at the ma..." "Daddy!" Kristen said cheerfully. Ryan stood there, stunned, wearing just a towel around his waist. "Hiya, sweetheart! What...what are you doing up from your nap...remember our rule about me coming to get you? "I know daddy - I woke up and heard noises downstairs so I came to see what you were doing." Kristen said innocently. "You...you..." Ryan stuttered. "Yes, daddy..." I started, "I happened to find a little sneaky girl peeking in the door..." I spoke in the matter of fact tone of, `follow me here, I'm trying to tell you something without giving away anything we just did was problematic.' "Kristen is very honest little girl, aren't you." I asked. "Yes...I...am." Kristen said proudly. "So honest that she told me without fibbing that she watched us playing adult games for quite awhile there." I started, "She also shared that she has peaked a couple times before when you were watching those adult videos with everyone playing adult games....isn't is good that Kristen was honest about that? "It, uh, um, yes dear, I'm very proud of you for telling Ali the truth about that." Ryan continued to stumble, completely at a loss of what to do. "I knew you wouldn't be mad if Kristen was honest - and you're not mad, are you, daddy." I asked, doing my best to play negotiator. "No, sweetheart, I am not mad at you. I'm just, uh, I..." "Well daddy, since Kristen has now seen all sorts of adult games, including our adult games, she doesn't feel included..." I continued. "It's not fair that I don't get to play some adult games, Ali isn't an adult and she got to play adult games with you." Kristen said in a huff. She might as well have set off an alarm for Ryan. He looked like it was only a matter of time before the whole world would know. Luckily, I knew the mind of a little girl who needed to be included. "Daddy, come over and sit with us on the bed," I said as I patted my hand on the bed next to us. Ryan walked over, holding onto his towel with a death-grip trying not to lose his mind. He slid onto the bed and put his back against the headboard. "Kristen, I didn't hear Daddy say you couldn't play adults games. Did you Daddy?" I asked. "Well I, I don't..." Ryan stumbled. "All daddies are really nervous to let their little girls play adult games, my Daddy was the same way at first." I shared. Ryan looked at me with a tilted head. I'm sure he was transfixed on my use of the words, `at first.' "I think, if Daddy is ok with it, we could maybe play just one little game - but it would just have to be this one for now since you are a lot younger than me, and I didn't play much more than this game at your age." Ryan looked at me with a glance of, "What the actual fuck are you doing right now?" "And if we let you play this game, you have to promise that you will never, ever, tell anyone about the game, or the games you saw today, or those you've seen daddy watch before." I said, glancing back at Ryan for another response. His face completely changed and his face now read, "You're a goddamn genius." "What do you say, sweetie?" I said, putting my hand on Kristen's back. "Ok - but this better be a really fun game." She responded. Ryan's eyes darted back at me, now wondering what possible game could be good enough to keep her quiet but not be too adult-like. "Oh it is a really fun game. It will be a game you and me play together, and Daddy will watch." I started, "But first..." I leaned over and whispered into Kristen's ear. Her eyes lit up, she slid down the bed, and scampered down the hall and upstairs to her room. "What is the game!?" Ryan whispered at a yell volume. "Look - your daughter has been watching her daddy jerk off to hardcore porn. If she said she did it a couple times, it really means she probably watches you every day. Today, she saw her Daddy fucking the girl you both picked up at the mall. She's asking to join in. We only have seconds here - I'm going to play a game with your horny daughter and in return we get her silence. You are now the luckiest Daddy in the world. You now have the choice of fucking one little girl or two." I rambled out quickly, "I know this is blowing your goddamned mind, but fuck this is about the hottest this day could be going. I just got fucked and now I get to play with an amazingly sexy little girl - and you get to watch." Ryan was dumbfounded but was able to blurt out, "You're a fucking genius." (Two points for Ali.) "Wait, your dad was the same way...at first?" We could hear the scampering sound of little feet returning. "That's a story for next time...now just enjoy the show." I said as I leaned over and kissed Ryan on the lips. I quickly turned around and took my original position on the bed. Kristen walked back in wearing a long t-shirt. "I picked them out!" She said, standing next to the bed waiting for her next instructions. "Good girl! Daddy, I told Kristen the first step in the game was that she had to go put on her favorite panties or bikini bottoms. What did you pick sweetie?" I asked. As she lifted off her shirt, Kristen pointed out, "I picked out my swim bottoms because all of my undies are boring. These are really colorful!" She revealed the cutest pair of frilly bikini bottoms. "Oh sweetie - they have a frill just like my panties! Great job! Now climb back onto the bed." I instructed. Kristen did as she was told. As she went to sit down, I added, "Now we're going to sit criss-cross-apple-sauce facing each other." I sat up, crossing my legs, and Kristen sat across from me, mirroring my look. "So, this is a kissing game. It is a verrry adult game perfect for little girls like us. Daddy gets to watch but you and I are the only ones who can say stop. We can say stop, and the game must stop right then and there. Either of us can say stop when we don't like the game anymore...we don't feel comfortable...we're not having fun anymore...do you understand?" "Yes - we can stop whenever we want!" Kristen said excitedly. "But wait..." I said with a mock surprised look on my face, "I'm already wearing more than you - and in this game, we need to be wearing the same amount of clothing." I reached back and unhooked my bra, sliding it down my arms. I flung it at Ryan who caught it, staring at what was unfolding with a stare of mind-blowing amazement. I looked back to find Kristen staring at my perky little developing tits. I lifted my chest and moved my shoulders to and fro, "Do you like? Some day you'll start getting your boobies too." Kristen giggled. "Now, the rules are simple. We both take turns pointing to the part of our bodies we want the other person to kiss. That's why it's the kissing game!" I continued to say in the enthusiastic voice you use to get little ones exited about anything. "Can you point to....anywhere?" Kristen said with an air of mystic wonder. "Anywhere!" I said, "And the game is much more fun if you kiss the area longer than just a peck. Like, for example, point to your hand." I instructed. Kristen pointed to her hand and I reached down, lifted up her hand to my mouth and gave her a sweet, long, kiss. Kristen giggled with excitement. "Any questions?" "Nope!" "Ok - well I feel bad that Daddy only gets to watch, so how about we let him pick who goes first?" I asked. "Yes - Daddy gets to pick!" We both turned to Ryan who, from the look of it, was in too much awe to make such a decision. I locked eyes with him and motioned with my eyes that he should pick his daughter - duh! "I pick...Kristen to go first!" Ryan blurted out. "By the way, isn't it funny that even Daddy is wearing the same amount of clothing we are. We're all perfect for this game!" I said enthusiastically. Kristen smiled and nodded in agreement. "Ok sweetie - go!" I instructed. Kristen sat and thought hard for a moment. After what looked like very careful consideration, she pointed to her cheek. What an absolute sweetie pie, I thought. I looked at Ryan who had a sweet smile on his face given his daughter's innocent first choice. I leaned over and gave Kristen a long, soft kiss on the cheek. She blushed and wiped it off, grinning from ear to ear. "Oh, you just made me remember another rule - no wiping off the kisses!" I said, leaning over to give Kristen another quick kiss to replace the one she wiped off. "Ok - my turn." I said, also acting as if I had a very difficult choice to make. I also pointed to my cheek. Kristen giggled and leaned over, planting a long soft kiss on my cheek. I pointed at Kristen to signal it was her turn again. After a long thought, she pointed to her shoulder. Another amazingly cute choice. I leaned over and kissed her shoulder, this time giving her a little lick as I closed my mouth on her shoulder. Kristen blushed again and squirmed with excitement. I thought for a moment and pointed to my neck, just above my shoulder. I tilted my head to the side, waiting for my playmate's kiss. She leaned over and give me long sweet kiss on the neck. Having felt my little lick on her shoulder, as she pulled away she gave me a little lick as well - giggling at how clever she felt. I smiled and winked, pointing at Kristen to signal her turn. She must have liked the feeling of my neck so she asked for the same - I leaned over, kissing and sucking on her neck for a long moment. As I did she tilted her head, resting it on mine. As I pulled back I couldn't help but say, "You are such a sweetheart, Kristen!" My turn. I pointed to the side of my cheek, right next to my mouth. Kristen raise her eye brows, knowing that perhaps we would move into the more adult version of the game. She leaned over and planted a sweet little kiss next to my mouth. I could feel how she was shaking just a little, her little heart was probably racing. As she sat back down she was already pointing to the same spot on her face, right next to her mouth. I leaned over, put my hands on hers in her lap to help her relax, and kissed her face. I kept my hands on top of hers and she turned hers over and held mine. "Oh I like this little addition. You'll help me stay calm, Kristen." I said, knowing she would feel better knowing she wasn't the only nervous one. Little did she know I was horny as hell, trying my best to not tackle her and worship her little body with my lips and tongue. I pulled back one hand and pointed to my mouth. Her eyes lit up with nervous excitement. I leaned forward, closed my eyes, and pouted my lips. I felt Kristen slowly lean forward, breathing heavily. Before I could feel her breath on my face, knowing she was still moving in, I whispered, "Don't be afraid sweetie, you're doing great at this!" As soon as I repouted my lips, I felt hers reach mine. I gently sucked her lips against mine and I was over the moon with how she did not pull back. She accepted my kiss and held our mouths together. Just as I let our a little hum, she sat back. I opened my eyes to see Kristen smiling ear to ear, as happy as can be. I smiled too, and looked at Ryan who was much more relaxed - smiling at both of us. As I expected, Kristen used her next move to point to her lips. She smiled and closed her eyes. I reached out and held the back of her head as I kissed her, hoping to hold her close when I introduced French kissing to the game. As I kissed her, I pushed my tongue through her lips. To my pleasant surprise, she did not try to pull back. As I nudged her tongue with mine, she eventually realized that she should have our tongues wrestle. She opened her mouth wider and really began to play with my tongue, and as I pulled mine back, she pushed hers into my mouth and we continued to kiss deeply. I put my other hand around her side and could feel myself getting wet. Part of my excitement was having the fun of introducing this adult game to a sweet little girl, and the other was how we were giving her daddy an amazing show. As I pulled back, I heard a little moan of disappointment from Kristen. "Don't worry sweetie, this is a kissing game so we can always go back to kissing like that," I reminded her. I had yet another `oh shit' moment of the day. I had thought this through except for being in the position of this pivotal move - it was my turn, we just kissed, but what's a good next place on my body for her to try? We can really start having some fun, but this is her first time. I smiled, winked, and pointed to my breasts. Kristen turned more red than before, but smiled and giggled. "OK?" I simple asked. Kristen smiled and nodded. I laid down on the bed, "This will be easier than sitting across from each other..." As I rested on my back, Kristen leaned over on her side, bitting her lip as if to signal that she didn't quite know what to do. "It's ok sweetie, like this...." I said, taking her hand, "Kiss me all over here," motioning around all around my little titties, "and suck on these," pointing to my nipples, "but also do this with your tongue," as I ran the tip of my tongue around the tip of her pointy finger. I then took her finger and traced it around my nipple, "Just like this, see?" She giggled and nodded. She continued to giggle as she leaned over and kissed my nipple. She drew back for a moment, giggling as the new sensation hitting her lips. "See...," I said, "Nothing to be afraid of. You are a wonderful kisser and I love your tongue!" Kristen leaned forward again and kissed my nipple. She moved on to kiss all around my breast, leaning on one elbow. She took my entire nipple in my mouth and suckled. Just as I had shown her, she used her tongue to trace my areola, and then sucked on my nipple again. "Mmmm...sweetie, you are doing that perfectly." I said as I gently grabbed her other hand and put it on my other breast, squeezing it under mine. She knew exactly what to do. As she suckled on one, she squeezed the other. She sat up to switch, kissing the other and squeezing the first. I moaned with every kiss and suck, her innocent little mouth working wonders on me. I also wanted her to hear how good she was making me feel - just like she heard in the videos and through the doorway earlier. I resisted the urge to start touching my pussy. She was generous with the amount of kisses and sucks she gave me. So I finally said, "I don't want you to stop babygirl, but it's not fair that my turn is taking this long..." I rolled onto my side and propped myself up on my elbow, "I bet I can guess where you're going to point - but remember you can point anywhere!" As expected, she also pointed to her chest, and immediately laid down. "Ok sweetie - but just so you know, this won't feel as good for you as it will when you're my age or older. All kisses feel good, but you'll know what I mean when you get to be my age," I said, leaning over and kissing her flat little chest. She could barely sit still with a case of the tickles. I tried licking her nipples but it only made it worse. I tried taking long, slow, sucking kissing which helped her tickles go away, and she finally started to enjoy them again. "Since you really don't get the extra good feeling on this part of your body yet, you get a bonus kiss..." I kissed her on the tips and we began to make out again. As I pulled back, Kristen reach up and put her hand on my cheek, "I love when we play with our tongues." I could have melted right there. I looked up at Ryan who was completely melting in his towel. We both stayed on our sides for the next couple moves so it would be easier to lay down. I pointed to the middle of my tummy, Kristen pointed to a slightly lower space. I pointed slightly lower, Kristen pointed to just above her bellybutton. I pointed to my bellybutton only to get a bellybutton lick from the little sweetie pie. We both knew where this was going. I glanced up at Ryan for any sign of concern. He only changed between smile and looks of awe. We reached the spot right above our panties, or in Kristen's case, bikini band. "Ok sexy girl. Are you sure you want to keep going?" I inquired. "Oh yes please!" Kristen said enthusiastically. What a sweet and polite, sexy little girl, I thought. It was her turn. She slid her finger just below her bikini, and laid down. I sat up, and pulled her bikini bottom down, as I reached her ankles, I again turned to look at Ryan who was in awe. I waited for a reaction and he caught my gaze. He smiled and winked. (Good daddy.) I gently squeezed between her legs, forcing her to open them up. I made my way up to her gorgeously smooth and pure mound. She had pointed just above it and it took all of my focus not to want to attack her sweet and perfect little pussy with my mouth. I gave her a long, slow, sucking kiss where she had pointed. I completely understood her daddy's insatiability given how perfect her skin was on my lips. I wanted to move down to her perfect little mound, but I wanted to savor each of these moments and spots. I ran my lips from side to side and kissed her again and again. Thank goodness she was not ticklish here. I sat back on my bent legs, and pointed to a spot just slightly lower below my panty line. I laid back but propped myself up on my elbows. I had to see this amazing show in addition to the amazing feelings I was expecting. Kristen gently pulled down my panties, and scooted between my legs just as I had. She put her hands on my both sides of my pelvic bone and leaned down to kiss my spot. Like a perfect student, she kissed me the same way. Long sucking kisses, she ran her lips around the area, and finished with a long sucking kiss. "Oh Kristen, you are so good at this, I can't wait to keep going!" I said. She laid back, and put her finger right on the peak of her perfect little pubic mound, propping herself up just as I did to watch my next moves. This time I reached around and squeezed her little tush as I kissed the most amazingly silky smooth little mound. I was so tempted to slide my tongue down into her little slit, but I wanted to savor every moment. It may have only been a minute, but it felt like I was enjoying her perfectly smooth skin for hours. I finished and gave her a peck on the lips. Following my lead, I pointed to the same spot on my mound, and my little pupil also reached under and squeezed my ass while kissing and licking my mound. I'm sure she could feel the heat coming from my pussy, I was so horny. Looking over to Ryan as she worked her sweet little lips on my mound, I saw that he was tenting his towel. The game had worked out perfectly where I knew Kristen would point at her sweet little pussy and I could teach her how to please a girl's pussy while giving her amazing pleasure. She pointed at her pussy, and I grabbed one of the pillows next to Ryan. Kristen was able to lay sitting up at a much better angle to watch me work. I kissed her inner thighs and then lightly kissed all around her little bulging pussy lips. I gently licked her slit as tenderly as I could and Kristen began to hum. As I licked her again, from bottom to top, I used my thumbs to help separate her cute little lips. I looked down to see the purest pink pussy I had ever seen. I licked her again finding just how much smoother her little skin could be. I licked up to her tiny little clitty and played with it with my tongue. Kristen hummed more and more. I slid my tongue back down into her pussy, and pushed my tongue into her hole. She was so tight I could barely get my tongue very far, so I went back to worshiping her pussy with my lips and tongue. Kristen hummed and hummed in the sweetest little voice. I stopped, loosing all patience for this amazing little girl to take her turn eating my pussy. I looked up to see Ryan jerking his cock under his towel. Before taking my turn, I crawled up to him and kissed him. He savored the kiss and after pulling back I whispered to him, "That's how your sexy little girl tastes." I laid down on the pillow but I didn't need to point - Kristen was already taking her place between my legs. She also kissed my inner thighs, and I reached down to spread my pussy for her. She kissed but quickly shoved her tongue into my pussy. I was gushing. She licked the inside my pussy all over, kissing, and slurping. Looking down I saw the sweetest little face going to town on my pussy, and not complaining about the mess I was making of her face. I was mesmerized by how beautiful the view was and I could feel my orgasm building by how turned on I was. As soon as she moved up to my clit and began to play with it, kissing and licking it, I came hard - competing with the amazing orgasm her father had given me earlier. My hands went from holding my pussy open to pulling her mouth against my clit hard. I held her there as I convulsed and lost my breath. Trying not to scare her, I rubbed her head as I held her, and she continued to worship my clit like an experienced slut. As I came down, I could not resist her sweet little body, I reached down, put my hands under her arms and slid her on top of me. I kissed her hard, and squeezed my legs around her body, rubbing my sensitive clit against her. I tasted my juices all over her mouth and face. As I began to relax, I heard Ryan trying to quietly grunt as he came under his towel. I pulled loosed my grip around Kristen and our kiss. "Oh my god sweetie, I'm sorry, I hope I didn't scare you. You made me feel so good and then I just had to kiss you again! Are you ok, sweetie?" I asked. "I'm really good, I love this game!" Kristen said, hugging and snuggling me as tightly as she could. "Oh good, sweetie, I so happy you like it. I had so much fun playing with you," I said, but realized I had to reinforce our secret, "Remember that now this has to be a very important secret between you, me, and Daddy. Isn't that right daddy?" "Yes my wonderful girls, this is a very important secret that we cannot tell anyone. We can talk about this, but no one else." Ryan added. "I love you daddy, I promise I won't tell anyone ever." Kristen said, crawling over to her daddy to snuggle with him. I stumbled off the bed and into the bathroom. I hopped in the shower and just stood there for a moment, letting the warm water run over my body. I was in a daze as I replayed the day in my head. I slowly snapped out of it and washed off my make up and cleaned up. I put my original clothes on - the ones I went to the mall in. I came out of the bathroom to find the bedroom empty. I walked into the living room which was also empty. After a brief moment of confusion, Ryan and Kristen came downstairs, Kristen wearing a fresh outfit and Ryan completely dressed. "Ready to get going?" Ryan asked, "Kristen go put your shoes on." We got back into the car and drove toward the mall. On the ride back, while Kristen sang along to songs in the backseat, Ryan and I worked out our story of how we met at the mall and how Kristen and I hit it off, causing Ryan to ask me to be his babysitter. He wrote down his number on the receipt from the pretzel place so I could call him about setting up my first babysitting gig. As we pulled up to the mall, we both looked around to find the coast clear. We both leaned in and exchanged a quick but deep kiss. I hopped out the car and walked into the mall. I found my friend where we agreed we'd meet, and she had not suspected a thing. As she told me about her day-long make out session with her boyfriend, I replayed my day in my head and wondered how long I could take to call Ryan and Kristen.