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Wally World Daddy, Chapter I

Daddy Don trolls for tiny-titted trailer trash trollops 

By Dick Gozinya

A Wally World Giant Store probably seems a poor place to find romance,
but Don VanHorn wasn't looking for romance. He had a developed a taste
for young stuff. And, for that, the middle-aged college professor had
found that the Wally World store in the small, southern rural
community where he lived offered excellent hunting grounds.

On weekends, especially weekends around the first of the month when
all the welfare families received their checks, the store was
literally jammed with possibilities.

There were the young welfare moms, some no older than 14 and 15,
pushing their shopping carts around with a baby in the cart seat. Some
of them were very erotic to VanHorn, especially if they exhibited his
favored fantasy body-tall, very thin, long legs, tiny butt and tiny
breasts.

But even better than the young trailer trash moms where the trailer
trash little girls. They always accompanied their moms who were either
fat or rough-looking from years of hard treatment that etched deep
lines into their faces and grayed their hair too early. These families
always seemed to have daughters in the age range VanHorn liked
best--10 to 13 prepubescent and pubescent girls with budding breasts
and bare cunt.

VanHorn noticed the welfare nights soon after he moved to the South to
teach at a large state university about 30 miles from his new home. He
liked the country and small towns, and Ft. Melbourne on the Gulf Coast
had turned out to have the added benefit of thousands of poorly
educated, dirt-poor families with an abundance of pubescent girls.

It also worked out that most of these families were without fathers,
and that fit VanHorn's profile of the type of young girl he sought.
Young girls without daddies almost always sought male attention,
especially older male attention, and VanHorn stood ready to give it.

He had been hitting Wally World on welfare check weekends for almost a
year, trying to figure which girls to approach, and how. It was a
dangerous sport, and he had to be careful. He was hesitant make an
actual approach. It just so happened that events worked everything out
for him without taking such a risk.

One Saturday afternoon on welfare check day, he was pushing his cart
through the grocery section and kept running into a woman trailing
three girls with her. VanHorn guessed them at 12 or 13, 10 or 11 and
about 8 or 9 for the littlest one.

Their shabby clothing and dirty condition told him they were probably
welfare poor. But all three girls had long, dirty blonde hair, and
VanHorn found them very erotic. The oldest was about 5'6", and very
thin. Her threadbare tee-shirt fit tightly around her peach-like,
bra-less breasts. It was a white cut-off tee, and he could see her
titties were mostly cone-shaped nipples that showed dark through the
thin material. The way the tee hung below them, he knew he could get a
perfect view of her perfect titties if her were looking up from below
her. He couldn't help but stare at them. It made his cock stir,
especially when he caught the girl's eye and purposely moved his eyes
down over her breasts. She acted embarrassed, but VanHorn noticed her
nips stood straight out after that. She also seemed to flirt with him
in a girlish sort of way--sticking her chest out, turning this way and
that for him to view her breasts.

The third time he met the family as they went up and down the aisles,
the mother smiled and he smiled back. It made him shudder, because the
woman was so pitiful. She sported a black eye and bruises on her arms
and legs. She was missing two front teeth. She had either been beaten
by someone or in a car accident. The girls smiled shyly at him, but
there was fear in their eyes, just like in their mothers'. VanHorn
winked at them, flashing his best, friendly smile, especially at the
oldest girl whose titties he wanted suck and lick. When they met again
at the next aisle, the oldest girl smiled shyly when he passed her and
winked his eye at her. He held her eye contact for a moment, then let
his gaze drop to her breasts, just to make sure she knew what he was
interested in.

"We have to stop meeting like this," he joked, laughing and looking to
each of the girls as well as the mother.

She oldest girl laughed a bit too, and the mother did the same.

"Say, mister, do y'all know where they keep the laundry soap in this
here store?" asked the hag.

"Why, sure. I'm going over there right now. I'll show you," he
replied.

"Naomi, honey, you go with him and get a box of whatever's cheapest,"
said the haggard-looking woman, her dress too large for her emaciated
body.

"Sure, follow me, honey," he said to the girl with the titties. She
smiled at him for the kind word and followed.

Once in the detergent section, he showed the girl where the best deal
was and pointed out a box on a third shelf. He stood aside and watched
her stretch for the box. It raised her tee just enough for him to see
the swollen bottoms of her tiny breasts and a hint of those perfect
nipples.. He wanted to pull his cock out and jack off right there.

"Gosh, you sure are cute. But I'll bet you hear that all the time
don't you?" he said, knowing she probably never heard those words from
anyone.

"Oh, thanks mister," she stammered, blushing a bit, but looking up at
the professor. He looked straight back into her blue eyes. "Nobody
never told me that, ever."

"Well, it's high time someone did. If you were younger, I would want
to be your boyfriend," he said, fixing his gaze on her perfect
titties. He noticed her nipples rise again, giving him an even better
show. 

"Gee, thanks mister. I wish I was older too, if you wanted me for a
girlfriend. Your really nice. Thanks... a, I better be getting back to
mama," she said haltingly, noticing again where the man was staring.
She liked it. She was getting more kindly male attention than she had
ever received. VanHorn sensed she wanted to linger and bask in this
unfamiliar light that made her feel so good. She knew VanHorn was
looking at her nearly visible breasts and that he was getting turned
on. She noticed a lump in his short pants and knew what a hardon was
all about. At 13 and in the 8th grade, she knew some of her classmates
who were having sex with boys, and some with older men. She wondered
what it would be like to be naked with the professor. She thought it
might be fun.

"OK, Naomi. Isn't that your name? Nice meeting you," he called as she
backed away, looking at him with what VanHorn could only describe as
longing. 

He waved and winked. She waved back and smiled from ear-to-ear before
turning and half-running back to the other aisles where her mother and
sisters were still shopping. He watched her tiny, incredibly tight
butt in her dirty jeans as she went, blonde hair and long legs flying.

A lump had risen in his pants, and it was just diminishing when he
entered the fishing section and started looking around. Without
warning, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned to find young Naomi
there, smiling, hands behind her back, her tiny titties staring right
at him, her slim legs slightly spread. She beamed at him.

"Hi! It's me again!" she chirped.

"Why, so it is, and just as cute as ever too. Where's your mom?" asked
VanHorn, staring right at her cute little titties.

"She's in the garden section. She lets me come look at the fishing
stuff when she's in there for a long time. Do you like to fish?" asked
the girl, moving closer to him. VanHorn noted that she obviously knew
he was staring at her breasts and liked it. She stuck her chest our
right next to him, actually brushing her titties against his arm. He
looked down and stared at her nipples, nearly visible and almost
poking through the thin material of her tee shirt. Then when he looked
back to her eyes and saw she was watching him, she seemed eager for
both his attention and approval.

"Sure do. And you?" VanHorn returned his gaze to her perfect breasts
and erect nipples.

"I'd like too, but I ain't got no pole or rod and nobody to take me.
Mom said I could go sometime, but only if I can find someone to take
me. Don't know what I'd do for a pole," she said wistfully.

"No rod and reel? How you gonna fish without a rod and reel?"

Her face darkened, and he was sorry he had said it. "I, I guess I
can't...." She was near tears. "It don't matter none, though, 'cause I
got nobody who would take me anyway."

"Hey, hey. How's this? I'll take you fishing and make you a birthday
present of your own rod and reel. What do you think?"

Her face lighted up immediately and she moved closer to him, actually
brushing those perfect little titties against his arm, eyes excited,
wondering if he was telling her the truth. Her little titties nestled
around his upper arm where she pressed against his side.

"Really? Really, mister? You'd take me fishing and give me my own rod
and reel? But, but, my birthday ain't 'til next winter, in December."

"Sure, I'll take you fishing if it's OK with your mom. And, we'll just
pretend it's your birthday tonight. Why don't you go ask her if you
can go fishing with me in the morning. I'll be here looking around,"
said VanHorn.

"I'll be right back!" she jumped up and down and took off at a run
toward the garden department.

VanHorn's cock was getting fatter in his pants. His heart beat faster.
He was actually moving on his first young girl, making the first step
in what he hoped wouldn't end with him in jail for child molesting but
in bed with his dick buried in this young girl's cunt. He needn't have
worried in the case of Naomi Beechum and her mother Faye.

Getting mom's agreement was a snap. It surprised him how fast the girl
returned. Naomi had come running back, excited. "She said it's OK,
mister," she said, but her voice sounded sad. "I can go fishing with
you in the morning, but I ain't got no way to get to your place. We
live way out in Lee County," said the girl, looking up at VanHorn with
begging eyes. The situation's possibilities dawned on VanHorn right
away, and his cock stirred once again. 

"Tell you what. Why don't you ask your mom if you can stay at my house
here in town tonight. That way, we can get up early and hit the lake.
I'll bring you home tomorrow evening. Would that be OK with your mom?"

Naomi didn't hesitate in answering, and that surprised VanHorn. 

"Oh, I know she won't mind, but I better go ask her," she said. "Oh?
How's that?"

"She's always trying to get rid of me and my sisters so she and her
boyfriend can get drunk," explained the girl with the wisdom of a
sage.

Little Naomi had been gone for at least 15 minutes, and Professor
VanHorn was about to leave the fishing section, figuring Naomi's
mother had vetoed his fishing invitation. Maybe she even got hot about
it and was reporting him to police. Damn, thought VanHorn, I better
get out of here. He walked into the main aisle and headed toward the
door when he heard a young voice calling him.

"Mister! Hey, Mister!"

He turned to see Naomi hurrying along in front of her mother and the
other two girls. She dashed to him with wide eyes.

"She said OK, mister. I can go fishing with you.!" she said as she got
closer.

"Well, that's great, Naomi," said VanHorn, opening an arm that the
girl immediately ducked under so she was hanging on his side, pressing
her young body against him, his arm around her shoulders, her arm
around his waist. The top of her blonde head came to his chin. Her
skin nearly burned his arm where it touched her, and his cock was
nearing rock hard ready to fuck state. "When can you go? Can you go in
the morning?" asked VanHorn, hardly believing the girl's mother would
let her go with a strange man she knew nothing about. He had to tell
himself to slow down, not be so rushed. 

Naomi's mom and sisters had joined them by then, and the mother
responded to his question as Naomi, turned to her mother and begged:
"Please, mommy, can I go in the morning?"

She looked at the girl, then at VanHorn before saying: "Well, I reckon
so. Don't see nothing wrong with you going fishing with this
gentleman. But, sir, we lives way out in Dixie County, and she ain't
got no way to get back here in the morning."

"Oh, well, maybe we can work something out. Why don't we go back to
the McDonald's and talk about it a bit. I'll buy you all lunch. OK?"

"Why, that's right nice of you, sir. Girls? McDonald's?" she asked her
three urchins. They all nodded and said "Yes, mamma." 

VanHorn figured it was a good idea to establish some kind of trust
with the mother before suggesting what he had in mind to solve the
transportation problem for a morning fishing trip. His stomach
fluttered, his hands shook a bit, but he calmed himself and tried to
plan their conversation. 

All of them ordered Big Mac meals and he bought ice cream for them
after they ate their burgers and fries. He gave Naomi a $50 bill to go
buy the food while he talked with her mother, whose name turned out to
be Faye, Faye Beechum. Faye's eyes bugged out when she spotted the $50
bill. He introduced himself to her and shook hands with mom and all
three girls. The two younger ones averted their eyes, but Naomi
didn't. She looked him right in the eyes, dreamily. He locked eyes
with her for a second then slowly lowered his to her perfect little
titties, so visible under the tight, white tee shirt. He saw her
nipples rise under his gaze yet again, and he knew she saw where he
was looking. Faye snapped him back to the game.

"It's awful nice o yawl to buy us dinner and to take Naomi fishing
with you, Mister VanHorn. I just don't see how she can though, since
we live so far out in the country, you know? You live 'round here
somewhere?" 

"Why yes, I live down by the river, near the state park." 

"Oh, that's nice down there, I know. Ahh... I hate to be nosy sir, but
are yawl married?"

"Oh, that's OK. You naturally want to know more about a man who is
taking your little girl fishing in the morning. No, I'm not married,
and I don't have any children. I always wanted a little girl though,"
he said, catching the returning Naomi's eye, winking and smiling at
her for an instant. There was a brief silence as Faye Beechum rolled
it all over in her beaten down brain, but it was obvious she wasn't up
to the task. She looked blank.

"What is it you all do, Mister VanHorn?" asked Naomi, straining closer
to him from the chair at his side.

"I teach at the university, and I am in the publishing business."

"Oh, you a teacher? Did you hear that Naomi, he teaches at the
university," said Faye Beechum, obviously pleased that such a man was
taking an interest in her daughter. She wasn't so far gone that she
didn't notice how he stared at Naomi's breasts. She smelled money, and
so much the better if she could marry Naomi off to someone like him.
"Well, gosh, I think it would be OK, being that you're a teacher an
all, for Naomi to go with you, but I just don't see how she's gonna
get back down here in the morning," said the battered mom, shaking her
graying head of hair.

"It would be too far to drive up there, then way back down here to
fish, but, how about if she just stays at my house tonight? We'll get
up and go early in the morning, if that's OK," suggested VanHorn,
holding his breath as he made the proposition. . "I have a spare room
she can use." 

Naomi was nearly jumping up and down now, begging. "Please... oh
please mommy. Can I? Please..." she pleaded, her voice cracking, her
eyes begging the haggard woman.

Faye Beechum seemed hesitant, but not because she had rejected his
proposal, that much was plain to the professor. He also noticed that
Faye's attention had gone to the change from the $50 bill he had given
Naomi. It lay on the table and totaled about $35.

"Tell you what, I'll even bring her home tomorrow night after we get
done fishing," he said. The girls were all looking at Faye, waiting.
VanHorn's heart pounded in his ears. Let her say yes, please, let her
say yes, he said over and over again in his mind.

"Well, I guess that'd be fine, sir, you being a university professor
an all. . I kin tell it's just fine with Naomi, right Naomi?"

Naomi was literally jumping up and down, trying to control herself,
obviously delighted and deliriously happy about what was happening to
her.

"What about Mr. Beechum? Will it be OK with her daddy?" He queried,
hoping for the right answer.

"I ain't got no daddy, just Jack, and he don't count," Naomi blurted
out.

Faye shot a hard look at Naomi but agreed with her: "Their daddy died
years ago, sir. Jack is my friend."

The young sisters asked if I would take them fishing too, someday.
They looked so pitiful, VanHorn wished he could take them all home
with him. The one that was 10 or 11 had budding nipples too, and she
was every bit as pretty as her older sister. The youngest girl was
also a beauty, and VanHorn licked his lips, thinking about all three
of them in his bedroom naked.

"You bet, I'd be happy to take both of you sometime," said VanHorn,
eyeing the 10-year-old with renewed interest. "I promise."

This sparked joy in the two younger girls. He knew they wouldn't
forget his promise, and he meant it too. Here was the beginning of
something, he thought, his dick still hard as he thought about having
all three of these young girls riding his cock, sucking it, swallowing
his cum. His fantasy life was taking over, moving into reality, and
the danger made it even more exciting.

"Great! That's settled then. Come on Naomi, let's find you that
fishing equipment, and maybe a few other things," he said, turning to
the girl at his side and smiling at her. She smiled back with what
VanHorn could only say was open admiration, maybe even adoration, in
the girl's eyes.

"Let's see, we ought to be back from fishing before dark, and I can
get her home by, say 8 o'clock Sunday night. Is that OK?" he asked
Faye Beechum, noticing that the change from Naomi's $50 had
disappeared. VanHorn smiled at her and winked, nodding that it was
just fine that she took the change from her daughter. He figured her
motivation in that instant and decided to feed it. She went along
eagerly.

"Here, Mrs. Beechum, why don't you take this $50," he said, taking
another fifty from his wallet and handing it to her. "Treat the girls
to something nice."

The poor, wretched woman who took it without hesitation.

"Oh, thank you so much, sir. We kin use it, can't we girls?" she
beamed, looking for the girls to back her up. None of them did. They
didn't say a word in response. All three of them knew their mom would
spend the money on booze for her and her no-good boyfriend Jack and
stay drunk all weekend. Naomi was even happier she was going with the
professor.

"Now, Naomi, you mind Mr. VanHorn now, you hear? You do what ever he
says. Show him what a good girl you are," she blabbered, turning to
VanHorn and flashing a clumsy, conspiratorial wink that VanHorn didn't
quite understand. "She'll do what ever you say, sir. Ain't that right
Naomi?"

"Yes Momma." replied the girl in a soft voice. 

"Oh thank you so much for your kindness', sir. Now, Naomi, you be a
good girl and mind the professor now," she said again, grinning a grin
with two missing teeth. They shook hands again and VanHorn moved Naomi
with him out of the McDonald's and toward the fishing gear.

"Have fun Naomi," called the 10-year-old sister wistfully..

Someday, thought VanHorn, someday you too will get the chance to feel
my cock in your little cunt. He suddenly felt confident that he would
be fucking little Naomi before the night was over. He wanted to rush
her home, but he restrained himself and thought it best to offer her
more rewards ahead of the time he asked her to take hold of his penis
for the first time.

VanHorn took Naomi straight to the sporting goods and bought her a
nice little closed face spinning outfit that she could use without a
lot of instruction. He also bought her a small tackle box and a
selection of hooks, weights, bobbers, jigs and jig bodies and a few
small plugs. In all, his bill came to just $35--cheap as VanHorn
figured it, because Naomi was literally sky high, loving the attention
and gifts he lavished on her. 

Then came what VanHorn figured was a stroke of genius. 

"Hey, how about some fishing clothes for in the morning?" he asked the
girl as the left the sporting goods with Naomi pushing their cart
filled with her gear.

"Fishing clothes?" she asked, looking at him quizzically. 

"Sure, you're going to need a change of clothes, and we can put your
things in the washing tonight so they'll be clean when I take you home
Sunday night." 

"Uhh, well, sure, I guess... Mister VanHorn, are you really going to
buy clothes for me?" 

"Sure am. Now, what'll it be? How about you pick what you need. Let's
start with some pants...."

He let her pick everything, and it was a wise choice. Instead of
jeans, the young girl bought a pair of form-fitting lycra work-out
shorts and a tiny tube top. He picked up some socks and cheap pair of
tennis shoes and led her to the underwear department.


"Let's see.. Oh, I know, how about letting me pick out a set of undies
for you honey, OK?" said VanHorn as they walked into the racks
festooned with panties and bras of every description. He found a pair
of lacy white cotton panties with high, French-cut sides. He figured
they would show most of her butt. He picked her a white cotton
training bra. He did grab a tube of bright red lipstick, some mascara,
fingernail polish and other cosmetic items. Naomi got more excited
with each item it put in the cart for her.

They laughed together as they pushed the cart to the cash registers.
He slipped an arm around her shoulders and she put hers around his
waist again, making sure her little breasts were touching him. To most
people at Wally World, they must have looked like a father and
daughter having fun shopping together.

His bill at the check-out came to just under $90 with tax, and he paid
it with cash from his billfold. He noticed Naomi's eyes widen and
fasten on his wallet as he pulled out two more 50-dollar bills.

"Give her the change," he told the check-out woman who did as ordered.
Naomi took it and looked at him questioning with her eyes.

"Go on, put it in your pocket. Every fisherman needs a little money on
a fishing trip, you know," he told her.

"You all have a good time fishing now," chirped the cashier who smiled
at him and took a questioning, if not disapproving look at the girl.
It was clear she couldn't figure out what was going on with VanHorn
and the girl. They just didn't seem to go together. Several women
noticed them as they left the store, talking and laughing, his arm
around the young girl. They might have seemed to be grandfather and
granddaughter in many eyes, but what the old biddies at Wally World
were really seeing was a 50 year old man with visions of poking his
penis into this raggedy-looking 13 year old girl whose aroused nipples
sent a sexual message to everyone who saw them.


Wally World Daddy, Chapter II

Naomi meets Daddy's cock and gets a mouthful

VanHorn wondered at what just a little attention had done for Naomi.
From a raggedy, shy little whipped pup had sprung a talkative,
inquisitive young girl whose excitement at her good fortune nearly
overwhelmed him. She was so eager, so happy and so pliable...

"Oh, I can't wait to get these new clothes on! They're just like I
seen the rich girls at school wearing'. All the boys say them girls
look sexy dressed that way. Now I'm gonna look sexy too! Oh,
Mister…aaa.. can't I call you something different than just Mister?"
she jabbered.

"Sure, Naomi, why don't you call me Daddy. I'd like that," VanHorn
told her as they drove out of town and down the dark country roads
toward my house on the river. He smiled to himself as he awaited her
response.

"Daddy? Y'all want me to call you Daddy?" she queried, a twisted
wrinkle on her brow.

"Sure. I'd like to pretend that you are my little girl, and you
pretend I'm your daddy. Would you like to do that with me?"

"OK mister... oops… I mean Daddy!" she squealed and jumped sideways in
the front seat of the truck, gluing herself to his side. He raised his
right arm and pulled her against him. She encircled his waist with her
arm then, and hugged her chest to his side. She tucked her head
against his chest and innocently nuzzled his own nipples with her nose
and cheek. Naomi was thinking how warm he felt, how secure she felt
with his arm around her. Excitement assaulted her every neuron, making
her nipples sensitive to the touch of her thin tee shirt. She felt
warm in her crotch and her pants felt tight down there. She moved her
body so her breasts could press against his side and moved her chest
in a rubbing motion against him.

"That's my girl," he said, stroking her hair now. "It will be fun to
have a daughter, especially one as pretty and sexy as you are."

The girl shuddered against him at those words, and she squeezed him,
pressing her little breasts hard against his side. He thought he felt
her move her chest back and forth a little, rubbing them against his
side.

"Really? Would you really like to have me for your daughter? You all
really think I'm pretty…and…sexy?" she asked, not believing what he
was telling her. It made her feel good inside though, and her
admiration for her "daddy" burgeoned.

"Absolutely Naomi. Yes, I wish you were my own little girl, and yes,
you are pretty and sexy, especially sexy."

"'Specially sexy? Why'd you say that? Nobody ever told me that
before."

"That's because nobody ever looked at you that way. When I look at
you, I see a beautiful young face with bright blue eyes, perfect
little breasts, lovely long legs for such a young girl, and a tight,
perfect little butt. That's why I say you're sexy. That's the way it
should be. Daughters always excite their daddies sexually, and that's
what you do with me."

Naomi's ears burned, and she could feel the blood rising in her face.
What the man said embarrassed her, but it also made her nipples
tingle. She rubbed them unconsciously against his side again and
squirmed a little in her seat, because she suddenly felt even warmer
between her legs. Sensing her confusion and arousal, VanHorn kept
talking.

"Besides, that's what daddies are supposed to do, tell their little
girls how pretty and sexy they are…and teach them lots of things that
only daddies should teach little girls, especially about being sexy."

Naomi could, all of a sudden, feel his hand running up and down her
side as she hugged herself against him there in the front seat of the
truck. His hand moved up until it cupped her right breast. He caught
her nipple between his fingers through her tee shirt and manipulated
it with his deft fingers.

It felt good to Naomi, but she got a little uneasy. Was letting this
man play with her breasts wrong, she wondered. Some of the girls at
school said it was against Jesus to let a boy feel your body and have
sex. But it felt good, and "Daddy" seemed to enjoy fondling her nipple
and tiny breast. The boys made fun of her at school for having such
tiny ones, and she was glad Daddy liked them. And, the things going on
at home argued against anything being wrong where sex is concerned.

Naomi's only previous sexual experiences argued that her mother didn't
have a thing against Naomi being involved in sex. Her mom had been
making her come into her and Jack's bedroom on Saturday nights. Her
mom made her strip naked for Jack so he could look at her while her
mom played with his penis or sucked on it or put it into her cunt..
She had seen him cum five times now, and it excited her and scared her
at the same time. She was interested in Jack's penis and the things
her mom did, but she didn't want to try it with him. The thought of
doing the things her mom did with Jack made her want to run away.

The young girl's anxiety peaked when she thought about what would be
happening at home tonight. Jack and Mom would get drunk, watch a sex
movie, then go to the bedroom. Since she wasn't there, they would call
her 11-year-old sister Reba and make her strip naked while Jack
watched her and her mom took care of his dick, as her mom called it.

What worried Naomi was that Jack and her mom talked about her and Reba
while they had sex. Her mom would say: "Just look at her Jack.
Wouldn't you like to fuck that Jack?" and other stuff like that.
Things got more descriptive every week, and just last Saturday night,
her mom told Jack that maybe she would teach Naomi to suck his dick if
he bought her a new television. That got Jack all excited and,
somehow, he brought a huge new TV home the very next night. Naomi was
more than worried about what might happen. Luckily, the professor had
rescued her, for tonight. She didn't think her mom would try to teach
Reba to suck Jack's dick, not right away anyway.

But she was free of all of it tonight. She was going home with a nice
man who was so kind and interested in her and wanted to pretend he was
her real daddy. Naomi had never had a daddy, or at least not one that
she knew. But the professor had spent lots of money on her, just the
way she always imagined her real daddy would.

She realized his hand was making her nipples very sensitive. She moved
to make it easier for him, since he seemed to like doing it. She
squeezed him hard and her whole body shivered as a sudden rush of
warmth washed over her entire body. She closed her eyes and pretended
she was riding home with her daddy. When he returned her squeeze by
bending over to kiss her forehead, she was overwhelmed by a rush of
emotion. She felt so close to him. It made her feel better than
anything the love-starved 13-year-old had ever felt, and it was the
first time she felt anything like this kind of warmth. She thought she
might be falling in love with him. It would be easy to pretend he was
her daddy.

"Does it feel good when I rub your breast like this?" he asked,
breaking her chain of fantasies

"Yes. Is that what daddies do with their little girls? I mean do you
like doing it?" she countered.

"Oh yes, honey. Daddy likes it, and, yes, this is one thing daddies do
with their daughters."

"What other things do daddies do?"

"Oh, we'll talk all about that later. We're getting close to my house
now. You want to try on your new clothes tonight don't you?"

"Oh yes, Daddy! Yes, I do!"

"OK. Well, the first thing then is to get you in the bath when we get
in the house. Don't want clean new clothes on a dirty little girl do
we?" He was pleased she seemed to be calling him Daddy now more or
less spontaneously. His cock wouldn't go down.

"Oh, no I guess not. Daddy, can I take a bath at your house then?" she
answered.

"You bet you can. I'll even help you," said VanHorn.

The comment didn't register anything with Naomi. If she heard it, she
didn't care, and that made VanHorn's lust raise one more notch.

When he pulled into his driveway, Naomi was impressed. Everything was
neat and clean, and the house was secluded behind azaleas and live oak
trees. A cat came running to meet them, and he picked it up and petted
it, then handed the cat to Naomi who cradled it and petted it too. The
cat purred in her arms.

"Can she come inside with us?" she asked.

"Sure. She live here too. She's my kitty," he told her to her delight.
She carried the cat in, petting it and talking baby talk to the
feline.

Inside the professor's house was a whole different world than the one
Naomi knew. It was clean and neat with beautiful pictures and books.
There were bookcases everywhere, and they were all filled with books!
She spotted a huge new color television, tape machine and even a
Nintendo game! The furniture was all wood and very shiny and
expensive-looking. The carpet was a tightly woven fabric she had never
seen before. 

"Wow! Y'all shore got a nice place here, Mister... Oh! I mean Daddy!"

"Why thank you honey. Think of it as your home Naomi. After all, where
ever a girl's daddy lives is her home too," VanHorn replied, trying to
make the girl more and more comfortable.

"Oh, that'd be so nice! To live in a place like this! Oh, I wish it
were all real," she said, the brightness fading in her voice as she
realized it was just a fantasy.

"It might be real someday, honey. I mean, if you're a good girl and
learn how to take care of your daddy, who knows….maybe your mom would
let you come live here some of the time, maybe."

Naomi didn't know what to say to that proposal except that she got
excited all over again. Her animation returned and she ran into
VanHorn's arms and hugged him tight to her.

"Daddy! I love you Daddy!" said the emotionally uncoiling child.
VanHorn had shown her more tenderness and caring in the last hours
than she had received her entire life. The girl felt nothing but
warmth inside as she pressed against him. She didn't react when he
slid his hand down her back and cupped her butt, pulling her pelvis
against him. Her pressed her against his body and she felt him press
his lower body against her. He massaged her small butt with both hands
as he began gently humping against her. She relaxed into him and let
him do as he wished.

"You ready for that bath now honey?"

"Uh huh, Daddy, I guess so," said the girl, confused a little by the
sexual nature of her reaction to VanHorn's manipulations.

"Well, come on then. Daddy will help you. That's one favorite thing I
always wanted to do…to give my own little girl her evening bath."

He led her by the hand through the house into his bedroom and then
into the huge, attached master bath. Naomi was dazzled when he hit the
light switch.

"Wow! What a bathroom!" exclaimed the little girl. Her eyes soaked in
the expanse of white tile, an enormous sunken tub, the golden
fixtures, the marble basin. He hit another switch and an overhead
infrared light came on to bath them in heat.

"I'll run your bath water. You can go ahead and get out of those old
clothes now if you want," he said, turning to the tub and opening the
water valves.

Naomi wasn't sure what to do at first, but since he just went on
preparing her bath, she decided if must be a normal thing. It must be
part of him being my daddy, she thought, and she wanted to keep him
pleased with her.

First she slipped off her tee shirt, baring her perfect little breasts
and nipples to VanHorn's eyes for the first time. He watched her
reflection in a mirror behind the tub. When she slipped out of her
jeans and panties, VanHorn had to rub his dick through his pants. She
bent over with her back to the mirror, and he could see no hair around
her pussy from behind. Finally, she turned and walked to the tub and
stood, naked looking at him with a questioning expression. VanHorn sat
on the tub's edge and turned to gaze at the beautiful young girl
standing next to him. His erection screamed for freedom, and it took
every ounce of will power he had to restrain himself from jumping her.

He let his eyes wander up and down her body. Her breasts were the ones
his fantasy little girls always had-small swells with large, dark
nipples that pointed upward. There was no sag in her breasts at all.
VanHorn thought they were absolutely perfect. Her tummy was flat as a
board, and he could see her slit because she had hardly any pubic
hair. He gazed for a long time, and Naomi just stood there watching
him look at her. It made her nipples harden again. She started
wondering if he wanted to touch her and wishing he would.

"Guess Daddy had better get out of these clothes if I'm going to help
or they'll get all soaked," said Van Horn, rising from the tub and
unbuttoning his shirt. Naomi watched wide-eyed as he stripped down to
his underpants. He watched her all the while. Finally, he pulled down
his underwear and his enormous boner sprang up in front of her face
and bobbed up and down.

"Oh! Gee your thing is so big…Daddy. How cum it's so big? " She
blurted out, her first words in several minutes. She realized after
she said it that she knew why it was so big. Jack's got that way when
he looked at her naked body. But this one was so much bigger, two or
three times as large as Jack's.

"No sweetheart, it only gets big like this when Daddy sees his little
girl naked."

"Seeing me naked made it get like that?"

"Yes it did, honey. There are ways to make it go down. Would you like
Daddy to show you how?"

"Can I make it go down?" she asked, remembering how her mother made
Jack's penis get soft. Maybe he would want that. She was suddenly glad
she had seen her mom working on Jack.

"Yes, baby, you can make it go down and make Daddy feel real good too.
Come on, into the tub with you."

VanHorn grabbed her arm and helped the girl down into the tub, then he
climbed in himself, moving so that his hard penis made contact with
the girl as he settled in beside her in the big tub. He held his penis
and balls so that they would rub all the way down her shoulder and
arm. Finally, he stopped and rested it in the crook of her elbow. 

Naomi said nothing but had locked her eyes onto his penis ever since
it first jumped into view when he dropped his shorts. When he touched
her with it and turned his body so he could move down her shoulder and
arm with his organs in contact, Naomi thought it felt hot to her skin.
She watched the blood engorged penis and his heavy ball sack as he
slid them across her skin. It make her feel funny, but she didn't know
what to do. She sat and waited for what he wanted to do next.

VanHorn continued pressing his hard penis and balls against her young
body. He pulled her to her feet in the tub and grabbed her butt and
pulled her midsection against him. He rubbed his cock and balls over
her tummy, moving his hips against her.

"That's nice, Naomi. This is one way to start making your daddy feel
good. Can you say 'Daddy's cock?'"

Naomi looked down, embarrassed but nodded her head yes.

"Go on. Say it for me honey," Van Horn urged as his raging hardon
flapped against her stomach, his balls rubbing against her public
area. He reached down and lifted her chin gently until she was looking
into his eyes. 

"It's OK Naomi, if you don't want to be my little girl, I understand.
We'll just go fishing in the morning, I'll take you home and you'll
have some nice gifts to remember me by. You see honey, I'm looking for
a little girl to come stay with me. I thought you might be her, but I
understand if you don't want to do that," VanHorn told the girl, a
less pleasant look on his face, his voice slightly threatening.

He could see the hurt in her eyes. The little castle of dreams she had
been building was crashing down, all because she hadn't said it for
him. Naomi's strong self-preservation instincts took over. There's
nothing wrong with saying it, she thought. 

"Daddy's cock!" She blurted. It made her feel nasty, dirty when the
words passed her lips. It also made her vagina tingle more.

"Oh, good girl, yes," he said, hugging her close now, rubbing his
chest and abdomen over her tiny breasts in a lewd fashion. "Say it
again for Daddy."

"Daddy's cock!"

He backed away so that his penis bridged the gap between them. It
rested on her stomach and he told her to look down.

Naomi bent her head to look and saw his penis against her body. It
made her shiver again, and her nipples were getting "itchy" all over
again. He took them in his fingers and played with them. He looked
down on the young girl.

"That's your daddy's cock, Naomi. Do you still want to be my girl?"

"Uh huh," she muttered, nodding her head.

"Say, 'Yes, Daddy, honey," he reminded her.

"Yes Daddy, I do want to be your little girl. I'm sorry Daddy," she
corrected, nearly crying now, afraid she wouldn't do what he wanted.

"Oh, now don't cry sweetheart," he told her, pulling her against him
tightly once again. "Don't worry. I want you to be my little girl too.
So, just do what your daddy says, OK?"

"OK, Daddy. I will," she stammered, feeling a little better. All she
wanted was to stay here with this man who had been so nice to her, and
she was beginning to realize what he wanted from her. He wanted her to
do what her mother did with Jack. Naomi realized that was her ticket
to another life, then and there. It became clear in her excited,
confused, scared young mind, and when she realized what he wanted, she
decided she would do what ever he said…no matter what it was. She
wanted to make him happy, be his daughter, have a daddy who was nice
to her….

"Just tell me what you want me to do Daddy," she uttered, turning her
head up to look at her new daddy, a tear still poised on her cheek.
"I'll do what ever you want me to Daddy."

VanHorn's penis jumped, throbbed at her words, because she had
submitted to him. She had given him the green light, and lust burned
in his brain. He bent to kiss her on the lips. It was a soft kiss, and
he gently stuck his tongue between her lips, then licked her around
the lips and whispered in her ears and stuck his tongue into them:
"That's my girl. That's how you make Daddy happy Naomi. You do what
Daddy wants and maybe you can come live with me like a real daughter.
Would you like that?"

"Yes Daddy, oh yes, I'll do what ever you want Daddy." She was nearly
pleading him.

"Good. So put your hand on Daddy's cock."

Naomi didn't hesitate. She looked down between their bodies, lifted
her hand and wrapped her fingers around her daddy's cock for the first
time, the first cock she had ever touched. It was hot to her touch and
she could tell it was bigger and nicer than Jack's, the only other
penis she had ever seen. Without being told, she began jacking it up
and down, just like she had seen her mother do to Jack.

"Oh, that's my good girl!" he praised, stroking her hair and leaning
back from his midsection to watch the girl stroke his prick. "You're
jacking Daddy's cock good baby. Have you ever done this before honey?"

"No Daddy, I ain't but I seen my mom do it to her boyfriend," she said
absently. All her attention had turned to the throbbing penis in her
hand. It was so hard, but the skin was soft, and she was attracted to
the bulbous purple head of it.

"Did you like watching that?"

"Mmm, well, kinda', but it was Jack. He's not as nice as you Daddy."

"So, do you like jacking Daddy's cock? Say it, honey. Tell me what it
is you like to do," he prompted.

"Jack your cock Daddy. I like to jack your cock Daddy," she said,
jacking harder as the words she uttered turned her on too. 

"Wouldn't you like to kiss and lick Daddy's cock honey?" VanHorn
pressed.

"Yes Daddy. I want to kiss and lick your cock Daddy. I seen mommy suck
Jack's cock. Do you want that Daddy?"

"Well, do it then, honey, just like you saw your mommy do it. Do it,
honey. Learn all about your daddy's cock. Learn to make it happy, and
Daddy will make you the happiest little girl in the world."

His words of promise made her shiver again, and she envisioned herself
living here, surrounded by nice things, wearing nice clothes, living
with a loving daddy. But something else was entering her dreams now-a
vision of the big penis before her eyes danced behind all the other
dreams. She knew what he wanted, knew how to make her other dreams
come true.

Naomi bent and examined his penis closely as she moved closer to it.
She started by kissing and licking that magnetic head of it. Its
texture was very different, and it pulsed as she put her lips over the
entire head, just like she had seen her mother do. She continued to
jack the lower part of it with her hand too, just like her mother did.
She was suddenly glad she had been made to watch her with Jack. She
knew how to make her daddy happy! He was making a humming noise as she
slowly worked on his penis.

"Oh, Naomi, that's my girl," he moaned, putting his hand on her head
and maneuvering her so he could literally jack himself off by moving
her head on his cock. Naomi let him take over. She just held his cock
with one hand as he fucked her head up and down on his penis. She knew
he would cum, just like Jack did.

"OK honey. Do you know what cum is? Did your mommy make her boyfriend
cum for you? Daddy's getting ready to cum, and I want to cum in your
mouth. OK? "

Before Naomi could consider what or how to answer, VanHorn continued.

"You hold Daddy's cum in your mouth now, you understand? Hold it in
your mouth until I finish. OK?"

Naomi rolled her eyes upward to look at him, nodded and mumbled as he
increased the speed of her head bobbing. He leaned back and moaned:
"Mmmmm…here it cums Naomi. Your first taste of Daddy's cum! Such a
pretty girl. Oh! Daddy's cumming now…take it you little cunt! Daddy's
little sweetheart cunt…." 

Naomi felt his penis bulge and he rammed her head down onto it, nearly
gagging her, but he pulled it right back and stopped pumping her head.


"You do it honey. Go on, jack Daddy's cock until it cums in your sweet
little mouth. It's real important that my daughter love her daddy's
cum, honey. Do you understand? You must love my cum Naomi," he said,
just resting his hands on her head now, waiting for her to take over.

She did understand. She jacked him feverishly, and in just a few
minutes, she felt the first spurt, then another, and another. She held
it in her mouth, just like he told her to do, and puffed her cheeks
out to hold it all. She kept jacking on it though, and she felt a
little of it drip from the corner of her mouth. Naomi thought it
tasted OK, kind of salty and gooey.

"Oh, baby, oh, that's so good, so good. Daddy's cumming a lot, honey.
You made that happen. My little girl. Daddy's girl. So pretty, such a
good girl," he babbled as the cum finally stopped cumming.

He pulled her up then and stroked her face, wiping away the bit of his
cum that had oozed from her mouth. Her cheeks were puffed out, holding
his load in her mouth, just like he told her.

"Good girl!. Yes, you made Daddy feel real good then Naomi. Now, I
want to show you how to prove to me you love your daddy's cum, OK?"

Naomi nodded and looked into his face and eyes, waiting for him to
tell her what to do.

"Open your mouth honey. Show me my cum," he said.

Naomi opened her mouth and immediately felt cum start to run over her
lips. He smiled and grabbed his cock and jacked it himself. 

"Oooo, that's nice Naomi. Daddy's cum is running down your chin. Here
let me help," said Van Horn, taking his hand and wiping the cum from
her chin, then rubbing it over her face.

"That's it. Keep you mouth open. Spit out a little more for me."

Naomi pressed her lips and pushed more cum out of her mouth. VanHorn
took it on his fingers and began wiping it on her nipples. They were
rock hard now, and she really like what he was doing to her.

"Give me a kiss now honey, and swap my cum into my mouth," he told
her.

She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to his tongue, then she
worked the remaining cum forward and he took it into his mouth. He
taught her to duel with her tongue amid the cum and flowed back and
forth between the young girl's mouth and the 50-year-old man's.
Finally, he broke their kiss and hugged her tenderly to his chest, his
big penis still hard and hot against her belly.

"So, did you like Daddy's cum Naomi?"

"Yes Daddy. I loved it Daddy," she replied, almost hypnotically.

"Good girl. Now say it like this: 'I love your cum Daddy.'"

"I love your cum Daddy." She looked up at him like a puppy, begging
for approval.

"Are you Daddy's little cock sucker now?"

"Yes Daddy," she murmured against the gray hair on his chest. "I'm
your little cock sucker Daddy. I love your cock Daddy. I love your cum
Daddy," she repeated as if it were a religious litany. She understood
at last exactly what he wanted her to say, and how to say it. 

"That's my girl! Oh, you're going to be a good daughter for me, Naomi.
And I'll be a good daddy. You'll never have to wear dirty old clothes
again or worry about money for school things. Daddy will take care of
you…as long as you take care of Daddy's cock…you understand Naomi?"

"Yes Daddy. Oh, I want to be your little girl, please! I'll make it
happy Daddy! I will! I promise!"

VanHorn was overwhelmed with lust, but he felt a rush of tenderness as
the girl promised him what he wanted with such passion, such
heart-felt sincerity. She was almost begging to give him all the sex
he had ever dreamed of in his wildest fantasies. His cock was still
rock hard. He decided to press his advantage and fuck her as soon as
possible. He had wanted to wait until after bathing her, but his cock
demanded another course of action.

He reached between her legs and rubbed his finger along her cunt. She
shivered and jumped away, but relaxed when she saw that's what Daddy
wanted. She let him explore her cunt and sort of liked what he was
doing. Naomi had already figured out that he wanted to stick his cock
into her, just like Jack did to her mom. Naomi had also decided to let
him, to make him feel as good as she could, to be a good little girl,
to be his daughter…..

"Come on honey. Come into the bedroom with me. Daddy's going to show
you his favorite thing you can do to make his cock feel good. Do you
want to do that honey?"

"Yes Daddy," she said and went with him into the bedroom, her hand
wrapped around his erect penis the way he told her to do. Naomi felt
scared and excited at the same time, but her strong self-preservation
instincts overrode both of those states. She was concentrating on
making VanHorn happy and dreamed of the day she would live here, in
this nice, clean house. 


Wally World Daddy, Chapter III

Naomi makes her daddy happy in the bedroom

VanHorn was flying on lust. The daughter of his dreams, complete with
perfect little breasts, hardly any public hair and long thin legs had
obviously surrendered herself to him completely. She seemed determined
to please him, to make her new daddy happy, and VanHorn had made it
plain what that took. He wondered what must be going through the
girl's mind as they walked to his king size bed. 

She held his penis in her right hand, and his left arm was around her
shoulder. 

VanHorn led her to the bed and directed her to lie down. He then
dimmed the lights, lighted some candles and flipped on his Bose
stereo. He played a jazz CD featuring a haunting, muted trumpet. When
he returned to the bed, she lay there with her legs slightly parted.
He gazed at her cunt, soaked in her naked breasts and stroked his own
cock as he contemplated sticking it into her 13-year-old vagina. She
was just absolutely perfect. He felt a rush of emotion-tenderness
mixed with his raging sexual desire. She must have noticed his focus
on her body.

"Don't you want me to do that for you Daddy?" she asked as she watched
him stroke it.

"Would you like to jack my cock for me?

"Uh huh. I would Daddy. Will it make you feel good?"

"Oh yes, Naomi, it would. But there is something that will make
Daddy's dick feel even better than your hand or your mouth. Do you
know what that is?"

"Uh huh, I think so….my pussy?"

"That's right honey," he replied, surprised she used that word. "I
want to stick my dick into you and fuck you like a real daddy would
teach his daughter how to fuck. You still want to be my little girl
don't you?"

"Yes, Daddy. We kin still go fishing in the morning', can't we? Can I
still try on my new clothes tonight?" She asked, propping herself up
on arm and reaching for his cock with the other. She wrapped her hand
around it and started jacking it, waiting for his answer. She handled
his penis without hesitation, as if she had been doing this for years.

"Mmmm, that's nice honey. And, yes of course we're going fishing and
of course you can try your new clothes on tonight. There'll be lots
more new clothes for you to try on from now on if you learn to fuck
your daddy real good. You know, make Daddy's cock feel hot and warm
and wet inside your little cunt," said VanHorn, leaning back and
watching her jack him off. 

All of Naomi's concentration was focused on his cock. She bit on her
lip as she jacked him harder.

"Lots more new clothes?" she queried, looking up at him and slowing
down on his cock.

"Sure, Naomi. My daughter, my little girl, my favorite girl who makes
Daddy's cock feel so good….fucks her daddy, sucks his dick and loves
his cum….that girl will be my princess. Nothing will be to good for
her. Is that going to be you Naomi? Do you want Daddy to buy you lots
of nice things, take you nice places?"

"Uh huh Daddy, I do. I want to be your favorite little girl Daddy. You
can fuck me Daddy, all you want, and I loved it when you put it in my
mouth Daddy. And Daddy, I loved your cum all over me and the way we
kissed and spit it back it forth. It made me all excited."

VanHorn simply smiled down at the beautiful young waif. She was still
looking up to him with pleading eyes, slowing jacking his steel boner,
waiting for him to respond.

"Don't you want to fuck me Daddy? I ain't never done it before, but
you can show me how can't you?"

"Good Naomi. Yes Daddy can teach you. Daddy's gonna teach his little
girl to fuck right now," he answered, his voice getting louder as the
fire of lust consumed him. "Let go of Daddy's cock and lie down again.
Spread your legs for Daddy and play with your pussy for me."

Naomi did as she was told and started rubbing her pussy and clitoris,
just like she had learned from a girl a school. She felt more
sensitive than ever before down there, and she noticed her slit was
very wet. She couldn't help but move her hips as she played with
herself. She looked to the foot of the bed to see VanHorn there,
standing and watching, stroking his cock, as she played with herself.

"Good honey. Good. Spread your legs a little more so Daddy can
see…there…good girl. Rub that pussy and get it good and wet for
Daddy's cock," he ordered, his cock now demanding more than his own
hand's attention.

"It is wet Daddy. Good and wet," she honestly reported, mind wandering
to fancy clothes she had seen in magazines, fancy resorts on the
ocean……

"Say 'my pussy's wet for your cock Daddy,'" he ordered, crawling up
onto the bed and moving between her legs on his knees.

"My pussy's wet for your cock Daddy," she parroted.

"Mmm, good girl. Now let Daddy look at you all over. Daddy's cock
wants to see all of you," he said and moved his penis so it touched
her thigh. Naomi wiggled a little, looking down to see his hardon, all
hard and red and bulging with veins. He rubbed it up her thigh, moved
up to her tummy, bypassing her pussy, then moved on his knees so he
could rub his dick over her breasts, her neck, her hair, her face. He
stopped when he touched it to her lips.

"Kiss it for Daddy." 

Naomi pursed her lips and kissed it, then opened her lips and sucked
the head into her lips and swirled her tongue around it. She liked
this. It seemed to give her power over him.

"Oh good honey! That's Daddy's girl. Loves her daddy's cock," he
praised, stroking her face and hair as she licked and kissed the
length of his shaft, then his balls as he moved them over her face and
onto her lips. She worked fast, licking, kissing, letting him rub his
genitals over her entire face without complaint. She liked the feel of
his huge penis laying alongside her nose, across her eyes and onto her
forehead.

"Tell me what you love honey," he demanded.

Without thinking, Naomi realized what she had to say to make him
happy: "I love your cock Daddy. I love my daddy's big cock."

"Good baby. Good girl," he praised again, moving away now, rubbing his
penis back over her neck, breasts and tummy, then across her pubic
area where he brushed it against her aroused clitoris. 

"Oh Daddy!" Naomi yelped as the penis touched her sensitive clit. She
wondered why his penis felt so much better rubbing her there than her
own fingers did. All her senses immediately focused on her pussy as
she felt the head of his penis move slowly between her pussy lips. She
was assaulted by new sensations and began feeling closer and closer to
VanHorn. She was beginning to think of him as her daddy. It was easier
and easier for her to call him that.

VanHorn braced himself on his hands and moved his cock into position,
but he held it there, just inside her hairless pussy lips and said:
"Naomi. Open your eyes and look at me. I want to be looking into your
eyes when I stick my cock in you."

Naomi looked up into the kind, flushed face and into his deep blue
eyes. They were staring deeply into her own eyes, and she felt a rush
of what she thought had to be what love felt like. The penis poised at
her cunt felt good, but the way he looked at her made her feel so
protected, so loved,…she couldn't stop herself. Naomi threw her arms
around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss. 

"Oh Daddy, please make me your little girl. I love you Daddy!" she
pleaded as she opened her mouth for his tongue. He kissed her then
drew back, her arms still around his neck, his penis still poised at
her cunt.

"Oh yes, Naomi, you're going to be my favorite little girl from now
on, because you're going to love Daddy fucking you. Say it now. Tell
Daddy what you want."

"I want to be your little girl Daddy.` I want to make your cock happy
Daddy. I want you to fuck me Daddy," she said it like a chant, still
looking into his eyes.

"Good girl! OK. Daddy's gonna fuck his little girl now for the first
time. Here it comes Naomi. Keep looking into my eyes," he said as his
voice rose in pitch and got louder again.

Naomi did as she was told again, even when she felt him start to push
it into her. He pushed in and then pulled it out, then in a little
more, and little more on each movement. Her eyes got big as it kept
going farther and farther into her, but it felt better than anything
she had ever done to herself, and she loved the way he looked at her
as he kept thrusting it deeper and deeper into her willing young cunt.

VanHorn had never felt anything so good in his life. She was better
than his fantasies, and as he slowly drilled deeper into her on each
slow forward movement, he could feel her getting wetter. It felt good
to her, and he hadn't broken through a hymen. Some girls lost them
naturally during childhood, and he figured that was the case with
Naomi. He continued to gaze into her eyes as he worked himself into
her vagina, and a rush of tenderness toward her came over him. There
she lay beneath him, looking back to see if she was pleasing her
daddy. She was lovely, and he bent to kiss her forehead as he pushed
the last two inches into her.

"Oh! Uhhh.... Daddy! I feel so full!" she grunted. VanHorn pressed
into her harder, grinding his pubic bone against hers.

"It's going in too far Daddy!"

"No it's not honey. You'll get to like it when I do that soon. The
more I fuck you, the better it will feel to you."

"OK Daddy. It does feel better than I thought it would. Are you gonna
fuck me a lot Daddy?" she asked, suddenly aware again that her future
depended on doing this with him and making his cock happy, just like
he said.

"Yes Naomi, Daddy's gonna fuck you a lot from now on. Will you like
that?"

"Uh huh. That means I'll have to be here a lot then too, huh Daddy?"

"As much as possible, honey," VanHorn answered and began picking up
his pace. 

Naomi groaned a little and stretched her neck and head back as he
started fucking her faster and faster. It was feeling better all the
time, but it hurt too when he rammed it into her real hard.

"Now listen honey, Daddy's gonna start fucking you in lots of
different positions. I want you to say things to me, like, call me
Daddy while I fuck you. Say 'Fuck me Daddy and stuff like I've had you
say tonight. OK?" VanHorn said as he stopped pumping and looked down
at the tiny girl beneath him. Her face was flushed now, and he could
tell by how wet she was that she was starting to like getting her
daddy's cock.

"OK Daddy. Go on Daddy, keep fucking me. It does feel good, just like
you said," she said and humped her butt off the bed to get his dick
into her farther. 

"Good girl! That's my baby. You're starting to feel good aren't you
sweetheart?"

"Uh huh Daddy. It feels lots better... Ooo, Daddy, fuck me some more."

So VanHorn turned her onto her belly and fucked her from the rear. He
laid her on her side and fucked her spoon style. He doubled her legs
back into her chest and penetrated her as deeply as he could. She
groaned a bit but fucked him back and kept calling him Daddy while he
did it. His cock had never been so hard, and since he had unloaded in
her mouth already, he found both the stamina and the inspiration to
just keep pounding into her tight young cunt.

Finally, he pulled her on top of him.

"Do it to Daddy Naomi. Fuck Daddy's dick and make it cum. You can do
it," he urged as she lined up his penis and slowly worked it into her
cunt. She pressed and lifted, pressed and lifted, until she was
grinding her pubic bone into him, his cock all the way into her as far
as she could get it. Naomi's young mind was clear of all other things
now except sex. Fucking him had gone from feeling uncomfortable and
even hurting to feeling really good. Sitting on it like this, she
looked down at him and knew she felt love him. He reached up and
played with her tiny titties and watched as she humped up and down on
his cock.

"Is this right Daddy? Can I make you cum this way?" She huffed and
puffed as she spoke, working her little butt up and down on Daddy's
hard pole.

"Yes you can Naomi. Just lie down onto my chest and concentrate on
using your pussy on my cock. Keep going up and down like that, and
I'll cum again for you honey."

Naomi leaned forward and pressed her upper body against her daddy's
chest. He wrapped his arms around her and placed his hands on her butt
and started guiding her fucking motions. She blanked her mind of
everything but his dick inside her and concentrated on working her
cunt up and down, faster and faster as Daddy guided her butt be
exerting small amounts of pressure in the direction he wanted her to
move. She gave in to the fucking, closed her eyes and thought about
how good it felt to her. To the young girl, it seemed to go on
forever. She didn't know that VanHorn was a master at controlling his
own orgasm. She didn't know things like that were possible.

VanHorn just laid there, loving the work she was doing on him. She was
grunting and straining, going faster and faster, trying to get him to
pop. He had no intention of cumming yet though, and let her fuck
herself into near exhaustion. 

"Oh Daddy! I'm so sorry Daddy. I wanted to make you cum so bad. You
aren't mad at me are you," she nearly cried as she collapsed onto him,
his cock still stuck up inside her.

"Don't worry baby," he consoled her, stroking her hair and ass,
pulsing his cock in her tightness. "You are Daddy's girl now, no
matter what. Just remember, Daddy cums when he's ready. You can't make
me cum on your own. Do you understand that?"

"I think so Daddy. Don't you want to cum again Daddy?"

"Yes honey. I want to cum again. I am not going to cum inside you
though, Naomi. If I were to pump my cum up inside your pussy, it might
make a baby in you. We'll go to Planned Parenthood this week and get
you on birth control pills," he told her, rolling her over onto her
back without removing his cock. He positioned himself by propping up
on his arms and looking down at Naomi, his dick holding her in place.

Naomi didn't care. She was exhausted, a rag doll, but she began
lifting her hips to meet Daddy's slow fucking motions. It still felt
wonderful, even better now than he was back on top of her. He started
fucking her faster and harder and he yelled at her:

"Do you want Daddy's cum? Are you Daddy's cum bucket little girl? Tell
me! Talk to Daddy!"

"O, Daddy cum, Daddy. Yes, I'm Daddy's cum bucket. What do you want me
to do Daddy?"

"When Daddy pulls out of your pussy, you grab his cock and jack it off
onto your titties. Understand?" VanHorn was straining now, fucking her
fast and hard, trying to cum. He could feel it rising.

"OK Daddy. I'll jack it off on my titties for you Daddy," she managed
to utter as he banged her harder and harder.

"Oohh! Here it cums Naomi... here Daddy cums... jack it good baby, now
make Daddy cum!"

He yanked it out, causing Naomi to gasp as she reached for the big
bobbing dick that waved over her chest. She grabbed it and jacked hard
and fast, lost on the sexual excitement of her Daddy's climax: "Cum
for me Daddy. Cum for your daughter. Cum now Daddy!"

VanHorn leaned back, humped upward with his cock and shot a string of
cum across the little girl's chest and clear up to her chin. The
second and third spurts landed on her breasts where VanHorn massaged
it into her skin while she continued jacking him. When she saw he was
finished, something made her lean forward and lick the tip of her
daddy's dick, then lick the last clearish cum from his piss hole. 

Then, still holding his nearly hard dick, she looked up at VanHorn and
said: "Can I still try on my new clothes tonight Daddy?"


Wally World Daddy, Ch. IV

Naomi gets attached to her daddy's dick and learns to love his cum

VanHorn rolled off Naomi and chuckled at her question. He pulled her
into his arms. She molded into his body as if she belonged there, her
legs straddling one of his legs so that her wet pubic area rubbed
against his thigh. She laid her head on his chest and put one arm
across his torso. He stroked her hair and kissed her on top of the
head. It was a tender moment. He felt surprisingly protective of the
girl, and for the first time began thinking of her in the way a real
father might. At the same time, her sexual magnetism made him feel
more like a lover than a father. It was confusing to VanHorn…falling
in love with a 13-year-old girl…and not at all what he had in mind
when he first met Naomi.

"Oh yes, honey, we're going to have you in those new clothes, but this
time we both really need a bath. Look, my cum is all over us," he
backed away and looked down, laughing lightly. She did the same. Cum
and sweat covered both their bodies. 

"We've had a cum bath, honey. A bath in Daddy's cum," he chuckled.

Naomi picked up his tone. If Daddy thought it was funny, well so did
Naomi: "Yeah, Daddy, I'm covered in your cum, and so are you!" Her
face broke, and she laughed just like she had at Wally World when he
bought her the clothes and fishing gear. She looked suddenly like the
young girl that she was, beautiful, naive and devoted to her new
daddy. It was hard for him to believe she had jacked him off, took her
cum in his mouth and willingly fucked him only a few minutes earlier.

Then Naomi noticed VanHorn's cock was still hard. She reached for it
and wrapped her hand around it again.

"Gosh Daddy, didn't I make your cock feel good enough? It's still so
big!"

VanHorn closed his eyes and humped into her little girl's hand
involuntarily. "Mmmm, you handle Daddy's cock so well honey….and, yes,
baby, you made Daddy's cock feel better than it has ever felt. Don't
you worry about that. It's still hard because it loves you so much
Naomi. It just wants to be inside you all the time right now. Don't
you worry about it. Come on, let's get that bath!"

VanHorn ran more hot water, and they climbed into the tub again. This
time he took soap and wash cloth and washed Naomi from head to toe,
examining every inch of her body, running his hands over every pore.
Her nipples remained erect and tender, and his cock stuck out in front
of him like a club during the entire bath. When he ran his soapy hands
over her little cunt and clit, Naomi jumped.

"Oh! Daddy, it's sore down there!"

"I know," he said tenderly, gently applying soap to her entire pubic
area. "That's because your little pussy isn't used to having Daddy's
dick inside it. It won't be that way for long, honey, especially if we
fuck a lot."

Naomi relaxed at his reassuring words and closed her eyes to dream
while VanHorn continued bathing her. She envisioned living here, just
her and Daddy. She would have all kinds of new things, and Daddy would
drive her to school, just like the rich kids, instead of making her
take the school bus. He would take her to Charlesville, to the big
shopping centers there, and take her to dinner at the fancy
restaurants she knew cost more money than her mother made in a month.
She opened her eyes and watched her daddy as he rinsed the soap from
her body. She saw his hard penis again, and it reminded her of what
she had to do to make her dreams come true. She grabbed it again: "Do
you want me to make it cum again now Daddy?"

"Ha, ha, ha… that's my girl! I would love you to make me cum again,
honey, but why don't you just wash Daddy with soap, then we can dry
each other and you can try on those new clothes. You can make Daddy
cum again later. OK?"

Naomi went to work with the soap, but couldn't resist jacking his cock
with her soapy hands when she got to it. 

"Oh, Daddy, I love to hold you cock. It feels so nice and hard. Do you
like me to hold it Daddy?"

"Yes, honey. I love it. But, come on now, let's get out and try on
those clothes!"

VanHorn had a hard time containing his lust as they dried each other.
She kept holding his cock every chance she had, and he kept rolling
her nipples, brushing his hand across her dainty, red cunt lips and
protruding clitoris. Somehow, he refrained from throwing her onto the
floor and fucking her again, and they returned to the bedroom to try
the new clothes.

VanHorn slipped into a robe which split at the front and let his
seemingly perpetual hardon stick straight through. Naomi giggled when
she saw it, ran to his side, bent and kissed it. Then, she grabbed it,
raised up and kissed him on the cheek.

"I promise I'll make it feel good later Daddy," she said.

"I know you will honey. Now, put on the new underwear and show me how
good you look," he patted her butt and pushed her toward the sacks
containing her new things.

VanHorn sat in an overstuffed chair next to the dresser and watched
Naomi rummage through the sacks. She found the cotton panties and the
bra and slipped into them. VanHorn had her walk around the room, stop
in front of him and turn so he could look at her from every angle. He
absentmindedly stroked his cock as he ordered her to stand in various
positions in her little girl panties and bra. When he had seen enough,
he told her to take off the bra and put on the rest of her new
clothes.

Naomi was ecstatic as she put on the tight shorts and the tube top
that revealed her little breasts and especially her swollen nipples.
The white socks and tennis shoes were perfect. She twirled in front of
the full length mirror on the closet door, jumped up and down and
actually clapped her hands in glee. She ran to VanHorn, jumped on his
lap and hugged him tight.

"Thank you for the clothes Daddy! Thank you for picking me to be your
little girl," she whispered in his ear and kissed him in a daughterly
fashion on the cheek while her left hand dove to his robe, found his
cock and grasped it again.

"Good girl, Naomi," VanHorn said, looking at her and thinking that all
she needed was something done with her hair and a little makeup.

"Come Naomi. Sit here at the dresser in front of the mirror," he told
her, rising and picking up a hair brush. He flipped on the mirror
lights as Naomi settled into the bench. VanHorn began brushing her
long dishwater blonde hair in gentle, repetitive strokes. He noticed
his cock touched her shoulders and hair now and then as he worked on
her.

"Daddy loves your beautiful, long hair, honey. That's something we'll
do right away," he said, brushing away.

"What's that Daddy?"

"Get you to a beautician who can make your hair look like one of those
little rich girls at you school. You know,…" he continued brushing,
then took a pair of scissors and a straight line across the back of
her hair which hung just below her shoulders. Her hair now shone from
the brushing, and it looked every bit as highly maintained as a little
rich girl's hair he thought. 

"Your hair is beautiful Naomi. Let's see, I think it needs
something…ahh, a ribbon," he told her, opening a drawer and pulling
out a white ribbon. The ribbon drawer contained many female adornments
he had collected over the years, just in case he ever had the chance
to make a little girl like Naomi his fantasy daughter. He lifted her
hair in back and ran the ribbon under it and across her head. After
adjusting the ribbon, he looked at her and his cock throbbed. She
looked very much like a little girl named "Cathy" whose pictures were
often seen on Internet adult news groups he visited. "Now, just a
touch of makeup…."

VanHorn had learned a bit about makeup from the many women he had
loved as a younger man, and from observing his own mother, a
beautician, working on customers when he was a young boy. He knew to
go lightly. He didn't want to cover Naomi's perfect complexion; so he
applied faint streaks of rouge to each cheek. Next he brushed mascara
onto her eyelashes and applied a delicate dark line around the base of
her lashes with a dark pencil. He added a dab of light blue eye liner
and some dark red lipstick. She looked like Brooke Shields in "Pretty
Baby." When he was finished, he couldn't help looking at her and
seeing his perfect, ideal little whore-daughter.

"There! That's my daughter! Very nice, very pretty. What do you think
honey?"

Naomi looked into the mirror and couldn't believe it was her. She
looked so much older, so sophisticated. She looked like a magazine
model!

"Oh, Daddy, I look so, so, oh, you know….."

"Sexy honey. You look sexy. Daddy's lovely girl. Here, kiss Daddy's
cock now," he said, opening his robe and moving his dick to her red
lips. She took hold of it with one hand and licked its head with her
tongue, then kissed it and sucked it into her mouth. She started a
fucking motion with her head, jacking him at the same time, thinking
he might want to cum again now.

VanHorn was delighted at her looks and her eagerness to please him
sexually. But he wanted to save his next cum for later; so he patted
her head and tenderly told her to stop: "Not yet baby. Not yet. You
can suck Daddy's cock again later. OK?"

Naomi stopped and looked up at him, still holding his dick in her
hand: "OK Daddy. Promise?"

"Yes, baby, I promise," he told her, lifting her and pulling her
against him. She wrapped her arms around him and molded herself into
him. He held her there for several minutes, loving the feel of her
warmth, her total surrender. 

The living room clock chimed ten times, reminding him that a fishing
trip was planned for the morning.

"Gosh, honey, it's ten o'clock, and we've got to get up early in the
morning and go fishing. Tell you what, you go ahead and get ready for
bed while I put your old clothes in the washing machine and lock up
for the night, OK? Oh, leave the makeup on for Daddy though."

Naomi gladly did as he asked. She hesitantly removed her new clothes
and carefully folded them and laid them on a bureau top. She stood and
looked at herself in the mirror and realized she was looking at a
different person than she had been just a few hours ago. The makeup
made her look so much older, and her hair looked real classy. She
looked at her tiny breasts, the cleft between her legs and wondered
why her new daddy liked her so much. All the boys at school liked the
girls with big breasts and butts. She didn't understand why VanHorn
seemed to like her boyish body, but she was glad he did. 

She finally hopped into bed, slid under his satin sheets and gently
probed her clitoris and vagina to see how tender she was. She made
herself jump at first touch, but her state of sexual arousal had never
abated, and her clitoris had remained just as erect as Daddy's cock.
Moisture still seeped from her slit, and she gently fingered herself,
waiting for her daddy to come to bed.

When he did, he tuned out the lights and lighted one candle by the
bed. He pulled the sheet down to look at her body and slowly dropped
his robe to the floor. The erotic sight of the young body and slut
makeup made his heart beat faster. His cock was hard as a bat, and he
crawled into bed, straddled her chest and stuck his cock to her
lipstick-covered lips.

"Now, honey, you can suck Daddy's cock for a little bit. Then, do you
know what Daddy's going to do next?"

"Are you going to fuck me again Daddy?" she said, pulling her mouth
away for a moment, then returning to her job.

"Good girl! Yes, Daddy's going to fuck you goodnight, just like any
daddy should do with his daughter. Then, when we wake up in the
morning, Daddy's going to fuck you again before we go fishing. Does
that sound good to you?"

"Mmmph, umpphh," she mumbled agreeably as he fucked her mouth a bit
longer before stopping and pulling it out. She lifted her head and
lashed it with her tongue as he backed away, sorry to see it leave her
mouth.

VanHorn moved down her body, spread her legs and put his dick to her
perfect, hairless slit. He spit into on hand and covered her with
saliva, then nestled the head of his cock into her swollen, red little
cunt lips. Naomi, moaned a little at the touch. She was sore, but she
wasn't going to deny him anything, and it was obvious he wanted to
fuck her goodnight, just like he had said.

"Tell Daddy what you want Naomi," he ordered, still holding he penis
at her nether lips.

"I want you to fuck me again Daddy. Please," she said, falling back
into the singsong, chant-like voice that she had used so effectively
earlier that night. She didn't know why, but he got all excited when
she talked that way.

"Good girl. Good. Now, here it comes. Here comes your daddy's big old
dick honey. Daddy's going to fuck his little girl goodnight."

Naomi squirmed a bit as he slid into her, mainly from the soreness of
her vagina, but once he was inside and fucking away, the soreness
seemed to leave and she was soon fucking him back and enjoying it even
more than the first time. 

When it was time for Daddy to cum, he pulled it out and Naomi jacked
him off again, just like before, only this time, she took his cum in
her mouth and they swapped it back and forth. 

Finally, Daddy VanHorn kissed her goodnight, and moved into a spoon
position, sinking his cock into her little cunt and leaving it there.
They fell asleep that way, and Naomi dreamed of ski boats and
expensive dresses, and, most of all, of her daddy's blue eyes looking
down into hers and of a huge penis lodged in her cunt. He was still
inside her when the alarm clock erupted at 5 a.m.

"Time to wake up and go fishing Naomi," he whispered in her ear,
beginning a fuck motion to awaken her. She moaned a little when he
rammed it all the way up into her, but Naomi soon responded and fucked
her little butt back at him. VanHorn felt his cum rise quickly, and he
rushed to pull out just as his dick began to spit. He jacked off on
her butt as she continued to roll it and hump.

"Oh, Daddy, I'm sorry I didn't do it for you," a sleepy-voiced Naomi
said.

"That's OK baby. I came too fast to have you help me. Don't worry. It
felt wonderful to fuck my little girl first thing in the morning. Turn
around here and give Daddy a kiss," he told her.

Naomi rolled over so that she faced her daddy in the bed. He kissed
her and she kissed him back, a long, lovers kiss. Her hand
automatically found his cock, finally beginning to soften after being
hard all night and producing at least four cums that he could
remember.

"Come on, we'd better get out of bed or I'll be here fucking you all
day," he told her good-naturedly. He smacked her butt lightly and
laughed.

Naomi then scrambled from bed as VanHorn remained there, worshipping
the site of her perfect body as she ran into the bathroom to pee.

"Can I wear my new clothes today Daddy?" she called from the pot.

"Sure you can honey. You'll be the hottest girl on the water, and I'll
be the luckiest daddy in the world, because I have you as my
daughter," he answered.

Naomi came running from the bathroom and jumped into his arms on the
bed. 

"Oh Daddy, I love you!"

"And I love you too honey. Come on now, let's get going!" VanHorn
could hardly believe he had just told her that he loved her. But it
was true. He did love her, and he was beginning to wonder what to do
about it.


Wally World Daddy, Ch. V

Naomi and Daddy have fun fishing and fucking'

VanHorn could easily have stayed in bed with Naomi all day, but he had
promised her a fishing trip and wanted to keep his word. In fact, he
was actually looking forward to spending the day on the water with his
new "daughter" and getting to know her better.

One thing he had already discovered was Naomi's adaptability. Just
overnight, he noticed her language had begun to improve. He hadn't
corrected her, but it was clear she was trying to talk less like a
cracker and more like him. He could mold her, he thought, give her an
education, a good life. He found it odd that he was pondering these
long-term things with this young girl he had known less than 24 hours.


He knew why. He had just enjoyed the hottest sex of his life with this
13-year-old girl who wanted so desperately to escape her home
environment that she had given him everything, the only thing, she
could give him. And, she was either the best actress he knew, or she
actually liked everything they had done. It was obvious that Naomi was
his. There would be no easy way to get rid of her now, even if he
wanted to, and he didn't want to. In fact, as they prepared a shore
lunch of sandwiches, chips, pop and a couple of beers, VanHorn was
running the possibilities through his mind. 

Naomi was excited that she was going on her first fishing trip, and
she was especially delighted that they would go in VanHorn's fishing
boat, a sleek shallow water craft designed for Gulf Coast flats
fishing. It would be the first time she had ever been in any kind of
boat, she told him.

By about 7 a.m., they were loaded and on their way to the boat ramp on
the Choktawhatchee River, and Naomi was full of questions about
fishing, about VanHorn, about everything. She slid close to him in the
seat and cuddled under his arm as she grilled him.

"Daddy, did you ever have a wife?" she asked.

"Yes, honey, I was married once, for 10 years."

"Did you have any little girls or boys then?"

"No honey, I didn't. But I've got one now, and I couldn't be happier,"
he told her, bending to kiss her forehead, hugging her close to him.
"It's too bad I have to take you home tonight."

The reminder made Naomi frown, and VanHorn could tell by her silence
that she was thinking about it. He was sure she wanted to stay with
him again tonight instead of going home after their fishing trip, but
he wanted her to suggest it. She would also know best how to approach
her mother about extending her stay.

"I wish I didn't have to go home either Daddy. Would you really want
me to stay at your house again tonight?" She asked, still unaware of
the power she now held over VanHorn. 

"Honey, I wish you could stay with me all the time…be my real
daughter, live like a real daddy and daughter. We would sleep together
every night. It would be just perfect. But, you know that nothing like
that could ever happen unless you mother agrees. And, nobody can ever
know that we have sex together Naomi. If anyone were to ever find out,
I might get arrested and sent to prison," he explained.

"Prison? Why? We didn't do nothing wrong Daddy. I liked everything
last night, and this morning."

"Well, because lots of people believe there is something about the age
18 that magically turns an untouchable young girl into a woman a man
my age can fuck, honey. The law says you aren't old enough for an
adult to enjoy sexually, even if it is good for you, and you like it,"
he continued.

Naomi swore she'd never tell and meant it. Naomi was quiet for a while
then said what VanHorn had been hoping to hear.

"Daddy? If you really wanted me, I think mom would let me stay with
you."

"Why do you say that sweetheart?"

"Well, she says all the time that she would be better off without us
girls. She says her and Jack could move to Alabama, get good jobs in
Mobile and have a better life. I wish her and Jack would move to
Alabama and leave me and my sisters here…but, then, they don't have
any daddy….," the girl said, her voice trailing off as the situation
VanHorn had already envisioned had crossed her mind. There was a
chance he might be able to make all three girls his "daughters," and
made his dick harden as he thought about Naomi's young sisters.

"How old are your sisters, Naomi?"

"Well, Reba's next, you know you told her you would take her fishing
too someday. She's 11, and, Daddy, you want to know something about
Reba?"

"Sure. What?"

"You could fuck her too Daddy. She's real horny and plays with herself
all the time. Mom caught her naked playing with Jack's cock last week.
She threw a fit and spanked her bad and told Jack she'd throw him out.
Mom told her if she ever caught her doing that again, she'd give her
to an orphanage."

"Hmm, so she's a horny little girl. Daddy could take care of that. You
think she'd like to be my daughter too, just like you are?"

"Oh yes, Daddy. I know she would. She's crazy to see cocks and wants
to fuck, but she don't know anyone besides Jack who would do it. You
saw her Daddy. She doesn't have hardly any titties, but would you want
to do it to her?"

"Sure I would. What about your other sister?"

"That's Tanya. She just turned 10, and she would do whatever you
wanted Daddy."

"And you wouldn't mind if me and you sisters do what you and I did
last night?"

"No Daddy, not if we could get Mom and Jack to move to Alabama and
stay with you forever," countered Naomi. "Besides, what we did felt
really good, and it would make my sisters feel good too, wouldn't it?"

"Oh God, Naomi, all this talk about fucking your little sisters has
given Daddy a big old hardon. Look!" he said, taking his arm from
around her and opening his fly, maintaining one hand on the steering
wheel. His hard cock popped out.

"Oh Daddy! It is hard again!" She exclaimed, automatically reaching
for it with her right hand and stroking it to full erection. "Just
talking 'bout fucking Reba and Tanya got it like that? Guess you
really would like to do it to 'em. Can I make it feel good for you
Daddy?"

VanHorn smiled and told her to suck it while he continued to drive.
Naomi gladly put her head in his lap and swallowed his cock. She
bobbed her head up and down like a professional, VanHorn's hand
resting on top of her blonde tresses as she blew him. VanHorn's
imagination fired his lust once again, and he babbled about fucking
the girls as Naomi brought him closer and closer to a quick climax.

"Yes, Daddy will fuck Naomi, then Reba, then Tanya…three little girls
to take Daddy's dick…Oh! Shit! Daddy's cumming honey! Swallow it all
this time honey. Swallow it and think about Daddy sticking his dick
into your little sisters! Here it cums!"

VanHorn felt like he was cumming more than usual, even after all the
climaxes he had had since last night, and Naomi gagged a little as it
pumped into her mouth, but she gobbled it all, then lifted her head
and looked at VanHorn, a little dribble of cum at the corner of her
mouth. She worked it around in her mouth and swallowed it, licking her
lips after she gulped it. She loved his cum, and she especially loved
sucking his cock. Fucking was good too, she thought, but she felt so
good when she had his dick in her mouth. She knew he was surrendering
to her. That he liked the way she did it was special to Naomi. She
felt like part of him. 

"That's my girl, honey. Thanks for sucking Daddy off. You like to do
that don't you?" he asked, zipping his dick back into his pants as he
drove.

"Yes Daddy. I really do like it. I love your cock Daddy, and I love
your cum," she said, remembering well her lessons of last night.

Hearing her say those words nearly made VanHorn turn around and drive
her back to the house where he could fuck her again, but the fishing
trip was on, and they were nearly at the boat ramp where a Sunday
crowd of fishermen and families were launching boats for a day on the
water too.

As soon as Naomi got out of the truck, every male head turned to
stare. VanHorn noticed and so did Naomi. She looked more than just
cute in her skin-tight spandex shorts. VanHorn had put her long blonde
hair in a ponytail and ran it out the hole in the back of a baseball
cap he had given her that morning. She looked cute and classy, he
thought. Men had never looked at her before, but she knew they were
now and why. Her little titties were nearly visible under the tiny and
tight tube top, and her cone-shaped nipples stuck out firm and hard,
still aroused from the blow job she had delivered in the truck. Her
tight little butt, revealed by the spandex, and long, thin legs
screamed "you want to fuck me!" VanHorn had helped her apply a bit of
makeup before they left, and Naomi knew she looked sexy. The men at
the ramp all wanted to do to her just what her daddy had done!

The women also took notice, but their attention was riveted on the
pair of them-Naomi and VanHorn. Their intuition told them something
about this picture was wrong. While they looked like a grandfather and
granddaughter going fishing on a Sunday morning, the girl was
extremely affectionate toward her grandfather, and he toward her. They
seemed to hug and touch much too often for the ol busybodies liking. A
couple of them even scowled at Naomi and VanHorn, suspecting the truth
about the pair.

Naomi enjoyed all the male attention she received, but she was glad
when Daddy finally got the boat in the water and they roared off down
the river, heading to the Gulf of Mexico. The boat was fast, and Naomi
thrilled to the speed and the beauty of the river.

VanHorn headed into the Gulf and turned along the coast, heading to a
very private area where he and Naomi could both catch fish and enjoy a
hot fuck without fear of being seen. He maneuvered among thousands of
tiny islands until he found the spot. He stopped, helped Naomi rig up,
baited her hook with a live shrimp and told her where to cast. She
hooked a fish on the first try and was literally jumping up and down
in the boat. After he took the fish off the hook and put it in the
live well, he congratulated his little girl who jumped into his arms
and kissed him, not in a sexual way, but more like a daughter would
kiss her daddy.

"Oh Daddy! That was fun! Can I do it again."

"Well, we'll just have to see. That was a very good job on that one
though. You're going to be a good fisherman," told her, patting her
butt and putting her back onto the boat's deck. 

It was just luck, VanHorn figured later, that the fish were there that
day and biting. Naomi caught sea trout one after another, and was
never less excited than she had been when she caught the first one.
VanHorn didn't fish. He took pictures of her and baited her hook and
took her catches off the hook until, after about two hours, they had
their limit in the live well. It was noon, and time for lunch.

"Time for lunch honey, besides we have to quit fishing for these fish.
We have our limit. Ready for lunch?"

"Oh, well I guess so, Daddy. We really have to quit?" Naomi's voice
told her disappointment.

"Well, we could keep fishing but practice what they call 'catch and
release fishing if you want to do that?"

"What's that?"

"Well, we're going to start fishing for a different kind of fish, a
kind of fish that is so much fun to catch that we fishermen never kill
them. Anything we catch will be released now," he explained

"Throw 'em back? Boy, I don't think Jack would ever throw any back.
Why do we have to?"

"Because, honey, biologists who study our fish populations set limits
so that we don't catch to many fish and destroy the fishery. Do you
understand that? Nowadays fishermen like us release fish to help keep
their population high."

"Oh yeah, we've talked 'bout that in school, how the commercial
fishermen caught too many fish and now there ain't, ahh, I mean aren't
hardly enough left for 'em to survive," Naomi answered, trying her
very best to speak without her cracker accent.

VanHorn was pleased that she was interested and had remembered this
from school. It meant she was probably a bright little girl who only
needed the right environment in which to bloom. She was blooming
before his eyes, meaning he was providing the right environment for
Naomi. It made him feel even more delighted and in love with her.

"Tell you what though, before we start fishing again, let's take a
little break on that sandy beach over there, have some lunch…and,
Daddy would like to fuck you on the sand there. How's that sound to
you Naomi?" he asked.

"Sure! Oh, look at all the birds too Daddy! Let's do it. Let's go over
there," she answered.

"What about fucking Daddy on the sand? You want to do that too?"

"Anytime you want me to Daddy, you can do it to me. Aren't I your
daughter now? Ain't that how to make you happy Daddy?"

VanHorn laughed and agreed. "Yes, you are Daddy's girl, aren't you?
Honey, I'm one lucky Daddy."

He poled the boat to the island and they hopped out in knee deep water
where VanHorn anchored safely away from the shallows. The tide was
running out and he didn't want the boat to get grounded. And, he
figured he and Naomi might be busy here for a couple of hours.

Naomi was off already, skipping and running down the beach. Birds flew
before her and VanHorn took out his camera and started taking
pictures. He thought it was beautiful, idyllic, and he became absorbed
in Naomi's interaction with the world around her. Instead of
destroying a beautiful nature scene, she made it perfect. 

Once she realized she was scaring the birds, a mixture of shorebirds
that included sandpipers and oyster catchers, she stopped suddenly and
turned to VanHorn.

"Oh Daddy, I didn't mean to scare 'em!" she cried, a horrified look on
her face.

"Don't worry honey. They will be OK. Come on, I'll walk the beach with
you and we'll see what we can find," he said, walking to her and
taking her under his arm. She put both of hers around him and hugged
him tightly, smashing her head against his chest.

"What sweetheart?"

"Do you really love me like you said?"

The question took him off guard for a second, but he already knew the
answer.

"Yes Naomi. I love you. I love you like a daddy loves his daughter and
in another way too…the way a man loves a woman….sexually."

"Daddy?"

"Yes honey?"

"Me too. I love you like that too. You know, just like I always
thought I'd love my daddy if I had one…and, I like making you happy
Daddy. I really do," she promised.

Strong emotions raced through the older man's head. He felt incredibly
protective of Naomi and loved it when she hugged him and expressed her
daughterly love to him, but that knowledge combined with the strong
memories of her naked beneath him, her 13-year-old perfect body
impaled on his 50-year-old, iron hard penis.

He felt his penis stirring again, but he forced it under control and
broke the momentary silence when he spotted a shell.

"Look! There's a nice conch shell Naomi!" He bent at the water's edge
and picked up and small conch shell and handed it to her. "Next time
we do this, we'll have to bring a bag or two to carry our plunder!"

Delighted with the conch, Naomi started searching the shoreline in
earnest. VanHorn lagged behind and took photos of her running to him
with a shell, her face beaming and her body showcased perfectly in her
sexy outfit. He wanted to see her naked doing this, he thought.

"Naomi. Take your clothes off for Daddy, OK?"

"OK Daddy! Are we going swimming'?" she queried as she stripped off
her tube top and was out of her spandex shorts in a flash, standing
naked in the sun, holding her clothes in one hand. Her perfect body,
and the light makeup, but especially the red lipstick made her the
most erotic sight VanHorn had ever seen. It made his penis swell in
his shorts to see her like this. He started taking more pictures.

Naomi caught on and just started posing. The only nude models she had
ever seen were in Jack's Hustler magazines, so Naomi tried to copy
them as VanHorn kept taking pictures. She must have done OK, because
he kept telling her how beautiful she was, how sexy she looked as she
got on her hands and knees and stuck her butt into the air. She knew
VanHorn was taking pictures of her pussy and it was starting to make
her wet. She could see that the posing was exciting to him, because
his lightweight shorts/swimming trunks were bulged way out in front.

<Picture>Naomi wondered at his arousal and was delighted by it. Nobody
other than Jack had ever looked at her in that way, and the eighth
grade boys avoided her, calling her "scarecrow" and "flat-chest." Even
her girl classmates tended to avoid her, mainly because she was so
poor and wore the same clothes all the time. But here was a handsome,
grown up man with college degrees…a college professor even…who not
only wanted her to be his daughter, but gave her 100 percent of his
attention, said that he loved her and was almost constantly aroused by
her body. She would never have to wear the same old clothes again, so
long as she was his daughter, she knew. Naomi wanted nothing but to
please him, and she could see he liked her showing off her pussy on
her hands and knees, so she remained that way but began posing her
cunt for him to make him even happier with her.

She lowered her head to the sand, resting her forehead on her hands.
She spread her knees a little and slowly rotated her little butt as
VanHorn took more pictures and praised her beauty.

"Yes, that's my girl. Show Daddy that beautiful little pussy. Oh,
honey, you've given Daddy a big ol hardon again!" he raved, dropping
the camera and then his shorts.

Naomi looked behind her and saw Daddy did indeed have a big hardon,
and he was moving up behind her. She figured he would stick it into
her and fuck her again right then, but she was surprised to see him
drop to his knees and lean forward. Naomi jumped when she felt his
face nestle up against her cunt. Her was rubbing his whole face all
over her crotch, and she felt his nose run along her lips and up to
her clit. Then he started kissing and licking her.

"Oh Daddy, that feels real good…oh!"

"I know baby, Daddy's going to lick your pussy for you and make your
cum," he said before returning to her vagina.

This time his tongue zeroed in on her clitoris and she could hardly
hold her butt still as he lashed her button with his tongue. She
jumped and cried and moaned and soon felt an orgasm begin to shake her
body. VanHorn could tell she was cumming and increased the speed of
his tongue on her clit until she climaxed and collapsed on her belly.

VanHorn then rose to his knees, took his cock in his hand and moved it
to her cunt, sinking it into her slowly, until his pubis rested on her
tight little butt. He loved the feeling of her butt against him, his
cock way up inside her. He started fucking her, slamming into her from
behind. He pulled her back to her knees and kept fucking, reaching
around her to cup her little breasts as he did her. 

"Talk to Daddy, honey. Tell me how much you like it," he told her,
beginning to sweat in the sun.

"Yes, Daddy, I love it Daddy. I love your cock in me Daddy. Cum for
your little girl. You want to cum in my mouth Daddy?"

"Mmm…that's my baby. Yes, Daddy will cum in your mouth this time. You
like Daddy's cum in your mouth don't you honey?"

"Yes Daddy. I love your cum in my mouth. I love to suck your cock and
fuck your cock and kiss it and lick it Daddy…."

Her words sent VanHorn over the edge and he quickly pulled out.

"Here it cums baby. Quick. Turn around if you want it in your mouth,"
he said, jacking his cock and on the verge of cumming any second.

Naomi scrambled around in the sand, grabbed his dick and aimed it at
her face. She saw the cum start spitting, opened her mouth and got all
but a little of the first spurt into her mouth. A little glob dripped
along her chin.

<Picture>"Don't swallow it honey. Come kiss Daddy and we'll swap my
cum again. I know you like that," he said as they moved together,
Naomi holding his dick, her cheeks puffed out to hold his jism. They
kissed and VanHorn opened her mouth and swirled his tongue in his own
cum. He took it into his mouth, then forced it back to hers, making
sure some dribbled around the junction of their mouths.

This made Naomi more excited, and she started jacking hard on
VanHorn's dick, hoping he might cum again for her. But VanHorn had to
conserve his energy. He knew he had ejaculated more in the last 12
hours than he thought he could. Naomi's magic was able to keep him
pumping, but he was tiring. They had a long afternoon ahead of them
before the boat was loaded, the fish were cleaned and they were back
in his bedroom, naked together.

"There, now Naomi. We had better stop now honey," he said, gently
taking her wrist and stopping her from jacking his dick.

"Will you cum for me again later then Daddy?" she asked, hugging him,
pressing her upper body into his as they continued kneeling in the
sand. She loved the feel of his hairy chest against her cheek and the
gentle way he put his arms around her and hugged her close to him, his
wet cock trapped against her stomach.

"Yes Naomi. Daddy's going to cum and cum and cum for you, especially
once we get you on birth control. Daddy wants to cum inside you honey.
It feels the best for me, and you'll find out you like it too. Come on
though, we've got more fishing to do today!"

They dashed for the water and splashed each other and laughed in the
sun. Finally VanHorn led her out of the water to dress. He watched her
every move, enchanted by the sight of her. Naomi smiled a big smile
and started putting her clothes back on as VanHorn slowly slipped into
his shorts, stuffing his half-hard penis sideways in them.

"I'm ready Daddy. Let's go ketch some more fish!" Naomi said with
great enthusiasm.

He reached out and took her hand and they walked down the beach toward
their waiting lunch and the boat. Naomi was asking about what kind of
fishing they would do after lunch, and VanHorn explained it to her as
the gobbled sandwiches and drank pop on the beach.

To anyone who might have seen them there, at that moment, they would
have looked like a loving father or grandfather and his little girl,
having a good time fishing the Gulf Coast flats.


Wally World Daddy, Chapter VI

Reba's sisters left home alone, but Daddy cums to the rescue

Naomi could tell Daddy Don was tired on the drive home Sunday evening.
He didn't have her suck his dick in the front seat on the way home. It
kind of worried her at first, but he reassured her by drawing her
under his right arm as he drove. She put an arm around his chest and
belly and laid her head against his shoulder.

"Daddy?" she questioned softly.

"Yes honey?"

"Do you still want me to stay at your house again tonight?"

"I sure do. I want you to stay with me every night you can sweetheart.
You said your mother wouldn't mind, didn't you?" asked VanHorn,
wondering exactly what Naomi would tell her mother and worried that
Fay Beechum might guess what kind of activities he and her 13-year-old
daughter were enjoying.

<Picture>"No way!. I told y'all that already Daddy! She won't mind one
bit," Naomi countered. Just thinking about her mother caused her
cracker accent to return. She didn't notice, but VanHorn did.

"What will you say to her when you call?"

"I'll just tell her you invited me to go fishing with you again
tomorrow. She won't say nothing'."

"You understand how much trouble I would be in if she were to guess
you and I were having sex together don't you honey?" asked VanHorn.

"Oh Daddy, don't worry none about that! I'll never tell Daddy. I
promise. I swear to Jesus I won't never tell nobody 'bout us," Naomi
swore, looking up into VanHorn's face as he drove, a pained look on
her face as if she were begging for him to believe her. "'Sides Daddy,
I don't think she'd care much anyway…'bout the stuff we been doing'."

VanHorn had suspected this observation was true. He remembered the
evil wink Faye Beechum had given him in the McDonald's at Wally World.
What was it she said? Something about Naomi doing everything she was
told. She winked at him then, he thought. He couldn't remember
exactly, but he got the feeling Faye Beechum spotted his lascivious
interest in her daughters and didn't seem to mind.

It was already late when they arrived at VanHorn's, so he forced his
butterflies to stillness and told Naomi to call her mother, first
thing. He turned on the speaker phone so he could listen.

"Hi Reba," Naomi spoke into the receiver. "Is Mom there?"

"No. Her and Jack done went to Mobile to gamble. Where are you?"

"I'm at Dad….,a, at the professor's house," Naomi put her hand to her
mouth, realizing she almost called him "Daddy" to Reba. She hoped Reba
didn't catch it. She noticed Reba hesitated before speaking again.

"They won't be back 'til Tuesday," Reba finally added.

"Tuesday? Who's taking care of you an Tanya?"

"Nobody. We's here all by ourselves," Reba answered. Her voice sounded
as if it were trembling, as if she were going to cry.

"What's the matter Reba? You crying'?" Naomi asked.

"No. Jes scared Naomi. Them coon boys is running dogs out here
tonight. When you coming home?"

Naomi's spirits plummeted. She was going to have to go home and take
care of her sisters until her mother and Jack returned from Mobile.
Back to the crummy trailer, the dirt, and no food or money. She looked
at Daddy VanHorn with a sad expression. VanHorn held up his hand,
whispering to wait as he turned off the speaker phone so Reba wouldn't
hear him. Naomi covered the phone and waited.

"They can stay here Naomi. We'll go get them and bring them here until
your mom gets home. OK? Besides, remember what you told me about Reba
and Tanya? Maybe they could help you make Daddy happy," whispered
VanHorn. He grinned at her.

Naomi got a wicked smile on her face, nodded at VanHorn, then returned
to the phone and Reba.

"Reba, listen. You and Tanya get your tooth brushes and stuff. The
professor says we can all stay here with him until Mom gets home. OK?"

"OK! Shouldn't we bring some pajamas or something too?" Reba answered,
her voice now higher, excited sounding.

"Naw, y'all won't need nothing like that, will they Dad…I mean
Professor?" Naomi grinned at VanHorn as she spoke. He nodded and
returned her conspiratorial smile. 

"OK Naomi. Who's that you calling Daddy? Is that what you said?" Reba
queried. She didn't miss Naomi's second mistake.

"Oh, never mind that. You and Tanya get ready. We'll be there in an
hour. OK Daddy?" Naomi called him "Daddy" on purpose this time,
letting Reba hear it. VanHorn nodded yes, amazed at his new daughter's
subtle ability to rouse her sister's curiosity.

VanHorn's libido was coming back to life. There would be three young
girls in his house for the next two nights, but he couldn't envision
how each of them would end up riding his dick. He knew it was going to
happen though, and Naomi was going to help!

They made a quick stop at Wally World on the way where Naomi picked
out clothes for her sisters and another outfit for herself, all of
which VanHorn happily paid for. He had her pick out lingerie for
herself and her sisters too-hose, garter belts, lacy little bras and
tap panties. Naomi picked black for all three sets and giggled with
VanHorn in the store as she commented how neither of her sisters had
any breasts yet, but that they would love wearing the bras. He then
picked out three short black nylon nightgowns and little black cloth
slippers for each girl. It cost him nearly $300, and he happily paid
it.

More middle-aged cashiers gave him suspicious looks as they left Wally
World. He had forgotten how erotic Naomi looked in her spandex shorts,
tube top and slightly-slutty makeup job.

By the time the pulled out of the Wally World parking lot, his cock
was swelling and needed attention, and Naomi's hands were working at
his zipper. He had to put her off this time. He had to think of the
delights ahead.

<Picture>"Don't you want me to suck it for you Daddy?" she asked,
diving for his shorts and pulling his cock out in one quick motion. It
hardened almost immediately under her touch as she slowly pumped her
favorite penis. She loved to handle it and was fascinated that she
could make it swell like this.

"No honey, you can suck it later. I want you to talk to me right now.
Daddy has to save some cum for Reba and Tanya. Now, how are you going
to get Reba and Tanya to help you with that tonight? Do you think you
would want to teach them to jack Daddy like you're doing now and teach
them to suck Daddy's dick?" VanHorn asked as he relaxed and let Naomi
slowly stroke his penis.

"I'll teach 'em Daddy, if you want me to. I know Reba'll like it. She
can sit next to you when we go back home, and you can feel her titties
just like you did to me," Naomi suggested. VanHorn smiled and noted
she was already calling his house "home". 

"How should we go about it sweetheart? Should we take them into the
bathtub and do what you and I did last night?"

"Sure Daddy! That'd work good wouldn't it? They could learn about your
cock right away then Daddy, just like I did," Naomi agreed,
concentrating on pumping his dick as she spoke. She had to stop trying
to make him cum though when Daddy asked her for directions to their
trailer. It was dark, and she wasn't used to giving directions, but
after one wrong turn, Naomi guided VanHorn into the short, sand drive
up to the Beechum trailer.

The mess disgusted VanHorn. Junk and broken kid toys were lying
everywhere, along with bags of garbage torn open by dogs or raccoons.
Two junked old cars sat rusting along the side of the lot. He spotted
several rats scurrying amid the rubble when his pickup's headlights
first flashed across the yard.

The lone outdoor light bulb was on, and he could see a girl's head in
the window. The head disappeared, then the door swung open and there
stood Reba and Tanya, dressed in just their dirty tee shirts and
panties.

Naomi opened her door and headed for the trailer. Van Horn followed,
anxious to get a look at the sisters. He could see they were watching
him too as he approached. Naomi stepped up into the trailer. VanHorn
followed, eyeballing Reba's cute little butt, revealed by her dirty
panties that had crawled into her crack. Her tiny little titties made
little bumps beneath her tee shirt. Tanya, the youngest, was just
developing but her nipples were visible through her threadbare tee
shirt, and they were cone-shaped ones, just like Naomi's, he thought.

"Daddy, this here's Reba an this is Tanya," said Naomi, calling him
"Daddy" now out of habit.

"Hi Reba, Hi Tanya," said VanHorn, bending down and pulling each girl
into his arms to give them a fatherly embrace, followed by his hands
roaming down over each girl's butt where he let them linger for a
moment before backing away. 

Naomi could see Tanya was a little scared, but she could also see that
Reba was both curious and excited now…not at all like she had sounded
on the phone.

"Daddy? Why you calling him that Naomi?" Reba asked, her eyes going
from VanHorn to her sister.

"'Cause, we like playing that he's my daddy, ain't that right Daddy?"
Naomi answered.

"Sure is honey. Come here, give Daddy a hug," he told Naomi to show
the sisters how things were between them.

Naomi pressed against him and they embraced.

"Give Daddy a kiss baby," he said, looking down at her head against
his chest.

Naomi lifted her head and moved her lips to VanHorn's. They kissed
gently but didn't break it, and Naomi opened her mouth for his tongue
while putting his hands on her butt cheeks and pulling her into his
lower body. Naomi helped by humping against him a little, moving her
hips in a light grinding motion so that her public mound rubbed over
his hardening penis.

Reba's eyes widened as she watched her big sister in the arms of the
man they had met at Wally World, and she knew immediately what they
were doing and imagined there might be more to it than this. She was
aroused. Her little butt still tingled from where VanHorn's hands had
lingered, cupping her hard little butt cheeks, one in each hand. She
watched now as he dropped his hands to her big sister's ass and pulled
her tight against him. She saw Naomi press against him and move
herself around against his lower body.

Realization dawned on Reba then and there. Her sister and the man were
having sex! She turned to Tanya and bent to whisper in her little
sister's ear: "They is doing it Tanya. You jes wait, you'll be seein
I'm right."

"Huh? Ya mean like Mom and Jack?" Tanya whispered back.

Before Reba could answer, VanHorn and Naomi broke their embrace,
although Reba noticed as they stood next to each other that her sister
one arm around his waist and his arm was around hers.

"So, y'all get them things and let's go to Daddy's!" Naomi urged her
siblings. "You won't need no pajamas, will they Daddy? Won't need no
change of clothes either, Reba, 'cause Daddy and me got a surprise for
you, ain't we Daddy?"

VanHorn chuckled at Naomi's hint about pajamas and felt his libido
swell again as he watched the girls run off through the filthy trailer
to get their things. He noted that both girls were taller than average
for their age and that both had burgeoning "shapes." Tanya's butt was
even smaller but still curved out nicely from her back. He could see
her titties were hardly more than buttons, there was a visible
swelling to each of them, and he loved what he could see of her
nipples through the threadbare tee shirt. Tanya was almost a younger
version of Naomi--blonde/brown hair, blue eyes, pretty face and long,
lean body. Reba was nearly as tall as Naomi, only thinner, and her
hair was darker than her sisters blondish mops. Her face was more
finely chiseled too. But he noted her breasts looked a lot like
Naomi's.

As the girls came running back into the room carrying their toilette
in a couple of Wally World plastic sacks, VanHorn imagined Reba in the
hot tub, straddling his lap and riding his penis as Tanya watched on
one side and Naomi on the other. It was going to happen. He knew it
and Naomi knew it. Within and hour or two, he was going to have three
young girls riding his dick. VanHorn just hoped he could take care of
business after all the ball-draining cums Naomi had given him in the
last 48 hours.

Reba ran to his other side and wrapped her arms around him just like
Naomi. He dropped his free arm around her shoulders. She pressed
against him. Tanya joined them in a tight little four-way hug. Then
Reba looked up at him and said: "Mister, if Naomi's your little girl
and Naomi and me and Tanya is all sisters, then, you'd be our daddy
too, wouldn't ya? Cain we call y'all Daddy too?"

"Of course you can, honey. I'd love to be your daddy. Come on then,
let's all get going to Daddy's house!" VanHorn said and started moving
them all to the door, making sure to pat both Reba and Tanya on their
butts. He squeezed both of them lightly as they passed him. 

Naomi wrote her mother a note telling her where they were, closed the
door and locked it. As they turned around in the junky yard and headed
out toward the sandy county road, Naomi hoped she would never see the
place again and gave silent thanks to Jesus for bringing Daddy Van
Horn into her and her sisters lives.


--End Wally World Daddy--