"Little Courtney_s Family Secrets" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ryder Virginia K. G.)

CHAPTER 3

I turned 9-years-old that June and was still technically a virgin, even after all my sex fun with Maureen and her boyfriends.

That's when I started spending a lot of 'quality time' with my father, who was then only 28-years-old, a tall, strikingly handsome man with short dark hair and deep brown eyes much like mine. He and my mother were divorced a few years earlier, and I hadn't seen him all that much due to the nature of his job.

Mainly, he just picked me up for the occasional weekend at his apartment, about an hour from where we lived.

He was the Regional Manager for a national company, so traveled constantly ('on the road' he called it), throughout most of the eastern seaboard. Meaning from New York city all the way south to Miami, Florida. Since I was out of school for the summer that year, my dad decided it was time to finally get to know me a little better.

Financially, he was very successful, so he'd fly me to whatever city he was in that week. During that time, I got to know a lot of nice Flight Attendants who watched over me. My dad always made certain in advance I'd have a safe trip.

He'd then pick me up in a rental car at whatever airport I arrived at, then get me an adjoining motel room at whatever place he was staying.

Of course, all that time alone on the road, just he and I, without any adult supervision (my dad doesn't count!), led to the many sexual adventures we were to enjoy from that summer on.

I'll admit here, I willingly-meaning eagerly-started playing sex games with my dad even before I began traveling with him that summer, while I was still in school that spring. Like asking him sexually explicit questions to get him excited when I stayed at his place on weekends, or 'accidentally' flashing him my smoothly hairless cunt or my bare little ass every chance I could.

By the time I started flying to meet him out of town, we were both primed for what we secretly knew was to come-a doting father and his oversexed little preteen daughter exploring every unnatural sex act they could think of.

Talk about spending your serious 'quality time' together.

Of course, that was the story we gave my mother.

But it was really so my dad and I could indulge in the secret incest games we played, meaning actual fucking, my tall, good-looking father screwing my little-girl pussy until I was groaning and panting like an overheated dog.

And, yes, he'd had a vasectomy years earlier, even before I'd become his little hot pants sweetie. He also told me I had an amazing cunt for such a young girl. And that I came really fast (and hard) for a kid.

My mom would literally kill us if she knew!

He was the first one to fuck me, like I said, managing (after many fun attempts) to eventually get his large cock fully into my little well-lubricated cunt.

Finally, of course, after our first real sex together and during any lengthy drives to our shared motel rooms wherever, from then on, I always jacked him off and gave him blow jobs along the way. And, yes, he always came explosively and I always swallowed as much of his hot cum as I could! By that time, though, the driving fun was merely a warm-up for the main events.

Meaning, at every single motel or hotel we stayed at, we fucked and fucked and fucked.

Much more about all that later.

By the time I was in the 5th grade, I was routinely doing it with older boys, kids in my own class, my sweet little cousin, my dad, and even my stepfather, who was terrified he'd get caught by my mother with his dick inside my sweet little pussy (or while I was giving him a quick blow job in his car!).

Also, I discovered I loved making guys come (the younger the better) and I loved watching it shoot out their cocks. Also, I loved swallowing it and getting it on my face and my chin and licking it off my lips or fingers while they watched.

My God, I've sucked so many dicks!

In junior high, four older boys from another school who didn't know me jacked off into a paper cup and I drank it (took a sip, actually) on a bet. Later I got into the back of their SUV and let them take turns fucking me.

Their drippy strands of cum leaked out of my pussy for two straight days.

By then, I kept my father up-to-date on all of my sexual escapades, on the phone or in person. I was absolutely thrilled that my stories (of his horny underage daughter) kept his attention riveted and got him so stimulated. Meaning, got his big dick super-hard! In those days it was phone sex, our filthy conversations desperately hidden from my mom or stepfather.

“I'm fingerfucking myself, Daddy,” I'd whisper into the phone. “After school, I let a boy fuck me in my asshole, and I'm still aroused.”

“My God, Courtney, you're such a dirty little kid!”

“I'm gonna make myself come real fast for you!” I went on, rubbing my slick little clit frantically. “Ohhh, it feels so good! I'm gonna suck my pussy juice off my fingers and pretend it's your cock, covered with it from fucking me…Ohhh, I'm coming right now, Daddy…”

“Did the boy come in your asshole or your mouth…?”

“In my butt-he only got halfway in before he did. Uhhhh! I'm coming so good!”

“Courtney, I love you so much…”

“I love you, too, Daddy! I wish you were here fucking me!”

Like that.

But today we get each other off through our computers.

Computer sex, I mean: me on my high-definition webcam, fingerfucking myself or sticking dildos or vibrators or bananas up my cunt for him, while he jacks off for me on his. Lately, we sometimes set up the webcam, lock all the doors, go to bed early (wink! wink!) and put on little shows for him, just me and James and Lucy.

It can't get much sicker than that, I guess, but my therapist will never know.

Once, at a weekend gangbang with my dad and his incest swinger club friends when I was 12-years-old, we lost count after I had over 30 groaning orgasms. They fucked me so much, they thought they'd hurt me (one older boy said my pussy smelled like cum and tuna fish!), but I let them keep doing it to me. They finally stopped, but not me.

God only knows what my limit is. Or how genuinely twisted I am.

When I was only 10, my best friend Kathy and I loved to jack off her dog, a frisky young German shepherd named Rexy. We did it about a hundred times, in her bedroom with the door closed. We always did it into the same dog-cum-encrusted towel and hid it after. Sometimes, when it was still sticky, we'd put our fingers in it or dare each other to smell it! Once when Kathy wasn't looking, I licked it, just to see what it tasted like.

We were too afraid (or embarrassed) to put Rexy's dog-dick in our mouths, but we constantly talked about doing practice blow jobs on him.

Jacking him off, until his big red cock poked out, got us both wildly excited. It made our breathing all ragged and heavy, especially when we kept at it and his cum spurted into the towel. Afterward, we always did feverish mutual masturbation or gave oral sex to each other.

And, more than once, we almost got caught by her parents. They'd have killed us if they'd known!

Six months later, Kathy admitted to me she had sucked her dog's dick when I wasn't there! Through most of the 4th grade, she gave Rexy secret blowjobs, making him ejaculate a river of dog-cum with her hand and her mouth!

“My God, did you swallow it!?” I asked.

“Some of it,” she admitted. “It was perverted, I know, but it got me excited.”

“Why didn't you tell me?!”

“It was too perverted!”

“It was perverted jacking him off,” I reminded her. “But we did that together!”

Kathy gave me a dirty little smirk. She was a spunky little redhead, cute and sexy, with a trim waist and the beginning of some real boobs. Her rounded ass was the rubbery-firm kind I loved grabbing with both hands. It was just so damn springy!

And, like me, she got really wet, really fast. I'd eaten her sloppy wet pussy or stuck my tongue up her pink asshole about a million times!

“Do you want to suck off Rexy now?” she asked, surprising me. “Nobody's home but us.”

I swallowed hard at the thought, easily excited by that big red cock of his. And the loads of dog-cum shooting out of it. So I nodded. And, I admit, I was already trembling with the thought.

“Okay,” I agreed. “But I want to watch you do it first.”

“No problem,” Kathy laughed.

“Are you going to swallow it?”

“Most of it,” she said. “It's a lot.”

“It was always a lot,” I remembered.

We used to secretly call Rexy our cum-hound. I almost called the dog that name in front of her parents once, but caught myself just in time. I mentioned it to Kathy then and we both had to laugh.

God, those were fun days.

Then she gave me a particularly wicked smile, made more wicked because she was only 10-years old, too.

“By the way, Rexy's really good at licking pussy,” she said. “We can make him lick your cunt while I suck his cock. And he'll stay right on your clit if you hold yourself open.”

“Wow-count me in!”

Parents, do you know what your kids are doing tonight?