Author: Dayvid Notellin ([email protected])
Title: Peekers
Part: Part 4
Summary: More FapChat, this time with a
special little co-pervert.
Keywords: M, f, mast, voy, exhib, cum
Date: 10/13/2015
There was no reply to my email, and she
didn't return. A week went by. Two. I figured I'd blown it by sending her the
picture, and I wrote her about a dozen apology notes, but never sent them. If
she didn't want back-and-forth, then that'd only make matters worse. If she
came back, it would be in her own time.
I, of course, continued with my usual
routines, and often fantasized that she was there watching me, just out of
sight of my cameras. It was thin entertainment though. Fortunately for me, I
found another twist to FapChat. There were girls - a lot of them - who actually
got off on pretending to be underage. Apparently it was a pretty common
roleplay scenario, and supported my theory that girls were just as pervy as
guys are. I actually stumbled on it by accident, looking at some of the
connections available. As I perused the little descriptions, I noticed - not
for the first time - that many of them were looking for a "daddy" to
play with. Previously I'd always assumed they just had a thing for older men,
or possibly had fantasies about their real fathers. But it'd simply never
occurred to me that they'd want to play like they were still little girls.
Until I saw that one that was a bit less circumspect:
"Hi daddy! I know you watch me when you
think I'm sleeping. But you know what? I'm not really asleep! I'm
touching myself for you daddy. Won't you touch yourself for me too? Please
daddy... youre LITTLE girl needs
you!"
Now FapChat, like many other places, claimed
not to allow "age play" in the adverts. Naturally, you could do
whatever you wanted in private. But no public statements like, "I want to
play like a high school girl" and such. But if I was right, this chick
wanted to roleplay like a young girl. My pulse pounded and I put in the request
to connect.
Since FapChat is a pay-only system, they
performed age verification through credit cards, so I knew she'd be an adult.
But even so, the idea of a chick wanting to play like she wasn't was exciting.
My cock was already swelling with the prospect. So I was disappointed when the
connection was made and all it showed was a hand-printed sign.
"This is a role-play. If you want to
play as my daddy, please put it away until the time is right."
I puzzled over this for a moment. FapChat is
all about jacking off together, and in my experience, it was both proper and
expected for me to have my cock out and hard when the connection was made. But
this chick seemed to want to "roleplay", not just masturbate
together. I wasn't sure that was what I wanted. I mulled it over for a
moment, uncertain whether to go find someone more suitable.
Then she spoke. "Is you not sure whats you wants to do,
daddy?" she asked in a soft, gentle voice that sounded YOUNG. My pulse
raced. Was I really in contact with an underage person? No, surely not, but she
sure had the voice down! I knew then that I wanted to play with her!
"Uh, I've never roleplayed here before -
not like this."
"Does you wike
wittle girls daddy?"
she giggled. For God's sake, she actually giggled!
I could feel my face flushing. But also I was
incredibly aroused. I forced myself to answer. "Well, uh, I guess, in
fantasy... y'know..."
She tittered. "It's kay daddy!"
Then in a more mature, but still high and soft, she said in an adult manner,
"Don't worry about it. I'm over eighteen. This is just my pervy kink. You
seem nice, so if you'd like to play, I'm fine with a novice. Just remember,
anything I say in the roleplay is just part of the roleplay, okay?"
I relaxed. She WAS old enough. Thank God! I
really did want to try this. "Okay. It just threw me a bit - you know,
first-timer and all."
The young voice was back. "It's kay
daddy. Imma virgin too!" Another giggle, then
the mature-er voice. "Mind putting that beast
away for a little bit?"
I looked down, realizing that my cock was
standing up in full view of the camera. It wasn't going to go down anytime soon
though. I looked around for something to hide it with. I didn't want to move my
carefully positioned cameras. With a grin, I reached for a cowboy hat I had
mostly for decoration, and placed it over my manhood.
Another giggle. "Ten gallons? I hope
so!" Then the sign was removed, and I actually gasped in shock. This girl
- she really WAS a girl, if she was over eighteen, it wasn't by much! - had
dolled herself out in a cute little nightie. Her hair was all golden curls and
she was sitting on a big bed littered with stuffed animals. Either she was very
petite, or the animals were larger than normal, as were the pillows. She really
did give the impression of being a little girl.
My mouth was dry. "Uh, how old..."
I couldn't even finish the question.
She grinned hugely. "How old joo want me daddy? I can be from this many," she held
one hand up, fingers spread, "to this many!" she held up the other
hand and spread the fingers there too. Then she whispered, "I can be older
too, but I'm not made up for it tonight, so if that's too young, give me an age
and ten minutes."
My voice croaked, "No, that's fine. Uh,
let's go with the top age." I could pretend she was ten, right? I mean, it
was still horribly young, but... also incredibly exciting. To be jacking off
with a ten-year-old girl? Even in imagination it was so incredibly WRONG - and
so very exciting.
"Hi daddy!" she said, bouncing on
the bed on her behind. By the looks of it, there was little under the nightie
to bounce, which only led more realism to the play. "Did you come to tuck
me in?"
"I did, uh, sweetie," I ad-libbed,
fumbling for the right thing to say. Obviously she didn't want to just start
with the sex, but just as obviously it was going to get there. How was she
planning on taking it there though?
"But I'm not tired daddy!" she
pouted. A cuter little pout I've never seen. "Can't we play our special
game instead?"
"Uh, our special game?" I asked.
She giggled. "You know daddy, you guess what color pannies I'm wearin'!"
"Oh! Uh... white?" I had no idea.
"Nup! One
point for me!" Guess again!
"Pink?" I guessed on the assumption
that all little girls like pink. Don't ask me why I thought that.
"Nup!"
she cried happily, wiggling in a very interesting manner.
"Blue?" I asked, showing my
complete lack of imagination.
She broke out in peals of laughter. "Nup! I win! Neener neener!"
I was at a loss to know what to do. "Uh,
congratulations?"
She giggled again, and in a low stage-whisper
said, "You should ask me to show you."
Oh. Duh. I felt stupid. Of course. "Well
then, sweetie," I asked, leading up to it, "what color panties do you
have on?"
She played it perfectly. "Um, green - no
blue! Uh, green and blue."
"Uh huh," I said, warming up to the
play-acting. "I'm not sure I believe you honey. Maybe you better show
daddy what panties you have on."
She gave that cute little pout, then looked
down. "I'm sorry daddy. I cheated. I didn't wear any so I can win."
That sent a thrill through me. In a shaky
voice I said, "Uh huh. For all I know, you're fibbing now and I really won
with the first guess! Better show me honey."
"But daddy," she said in a
not-really-very-whiney voice, "I don't got nothin' on under my nightie! You'd see my na-na!"
"Can't be helped honey. You fibbed. You
admitted it. Now prove to me I didn't win." My cock was rock hard under
the hat, and I yearned to touch myself. But the denial of that was its own
exquisite pleasure.
She bit her lip, seeming to think it over.
"Kay daddy, but please don't tell mommy I went to bed wif no pannies on
again!" Then she pensively climbed onto her knees and slowly lifted the
hem of her nightie. I found myself leaning forward, watching eagerly as more of
her thin young legs were exposed to my sight. It seemed to take forever, but
finally her little pussy came into view, and it was everything I'd hoped.
Perfectly smooth. Not a hair. Just a cue ball bare cleft. I sucked in a deep
breath.
"Daddy?" she said worriedly.
"Is you okay?"
"Yes darling," I answered, fighting
to keep my voice steady. "It's just that I've never seen such a pretty
little puss-puss before honey."
She grinned shyly. "You fink so
daddy?"
"I do honey. I really do. I'd love to
get a closer look, if that would be okay."
She giggled and moved closer to the camera,
giving me a better view.
It went on like that for a while. Gradually,
under my encouragement and guidance, she exposed herself to my sight,
eventually in toto. Her body was exquisite. She
really WAS quite petite, and had, I guess, A-cup breasts under the nightie.
Under my, her "daddy"'s guidance, she
"learned" how to touch herself - ostensibly because I thought her
pussy was so pretty, I wanted her to spread herself to show me more. And of
course, once she touched herself, I "taught" her how to make that
feel-good touch feel MUCH better.
By the time she returned the favor and asked
to see "daddy's thing", it was already wet with the precum that had
dribbled down. In fact, I could feel how it'd run down my balls and I was
sitting in a little pool of the stuff. By the time I actually got to touch
myself, she'd cum once, and I was fairly sure that I'd cum the second I touched
it.
Surprisingly though, I didn't, and I got to
"explain" to her how a man jacks off, and how he cums. And by the
time I actually did so, her fingers were deep in her pussy and she was groaning
like a little whore - still using that child-like voice though, which drove me
fucking crazy. When I finally erupted, it was like someone had shoved a
cum-filled firehose up my ass and it was spraying out my cock. I wasn't sure I
was EVER going to stop!
Of course, I did finally stop, just in time
to catch my "daughter's" final climax. I swear to God, the girl
levitated off the bed - which was probably a good thing, as the bed was soaked.
Her little back was arched so high I worried it might break, and when she
finally hit her peak, practically her entire hand was buried in her child-like
pussy as she screamed out her pleasure - all without using a "bad
word!" It was a spectacular performance.
We were both panting and looking at the
messes each other had made, trying to de-scramble our brains from the mind-fuck
we'd just shared. I decided there and then that I was a true believer in ageplaying in this way, and vowed to work on my acting
abilities.
Finally, my new playmate signed off,
promising that I was welcome to be her daddy ANY time and blowing me a kiss
before clicking off to take a shower. I looked down at my own cum-covered body
and thought I should probably do the same. I was surprised at how late it was.
I'd started about seven, and now it was nearly ten!
Oh well, if my little peeker was going to
show up tonight, she'd have done so by now. With chagrin I realized that I
hadn't even looked, and I glanced at the monitor. To my surprise, I saw her
leaving my yard. She HAD been there. But what surprised me wasn't that as much
as that she had someone with her!