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Big Sis’s Grad Day!

My big sister Mary graduated from high school this weekend. It was so fun! I got to go with her in the limo when she got picked up from our house. My Daddy gave her a big surprise. It was a trip to the mall to buy a pretty dress that she could wear underneath her baggy blue cape thingy. My parents called it a gown, but it didn’t look like a Princess dress at all. I know what those look like. Cinderella’s dress is so so so different from Mary’s blue gown. But my Daddy let me play underneath the bleachers during the big celebration thingy. There wasn’t any candy, but there was lots of talking. Blah-blah-blah, but I didn’t listen. I was playing under the bleachers! There was a nice guy under there named Al who asked me if I’d like to put something in my mouth. He handed me a white rolled-up thingy that looked like paper. I told him no and my Daddy was waiting for me to cum back. But Al was so super nice and he told me lots of stuff about how if I didn’t want to put the joint in my mouth, he had something else for me to taste. Yummy in my tummy! I love my friendly neighbors feeding me all of their delicious cum. More please!

Sharing

It was two o’clock and I had to show Daddy my report card. He was going to be SO mad. I didn’t want to get screamed at, so instead I decided to hide the manilla envelope under the couch cushions in the living room. “Leslie, come here sweetie,” my Daddy called out to me. I turned around and followed the sound of his voice into the dining room. Then I gasped. My Daddy was sitting next to a different man with dark skin and piercings in his ears. My mouth turned into an O. Daddy beckoned me over and told me to sit down next to him. I did as I was told. Then my Daddy said he brought his friend over to show him what a good girl I am. That made me smile so wide! Daddy left the room and the new man introduced himself as Haashim-Faarooq. My mouth was still in an O. This was so surprising! Finally the man came up behind me and began tugging on my little girl bottoms. He said he wanted to give me the spanking I deserved. This news cheered me up completely! Usually I only want my Daddy to spank me, but since he hasn’t done it lately, I will let his friend do it, too. The man spanked my little girl bottom so hard, I screamed out in pain, then started whimpering. It hurt soooo bad! Then the man ordered me to shut up and spread my legs wider. I started shaking and making cute little sounds in fear. The man was not impressed. He balled his hand up into a fist and put it right up to my entrance. Then he slammed it inside of me and started fisting that chocolate, dark-skinned hand in and out of my white girl pussy super fast and hard. Interracial fisting rape phone sex fantasy! It was outrageously painful and made me feel sad, but that’s OK. At the end, the man showed me how much of my cum was on his hand, and it cheered me right up again. Turns out I cum like a slutty little girl whore when men touch my private places.

Love Bugs!

I saw a love bug today! It was on my Daddy’s computer screen. I walked into his office to get a permission slip signed for school, and it was soooo weird! My Papa left his laptop on, and I sat down ‘cus I wanted to spin in his chair. Plus, I once played Neopets on this thing when I was younger, but don’t tell, ‘cus I’ll get in trouble. Once I looked over the edge of the desk and peeped at my Daddy’s computer, though, I squeaked! That’s ‘cus there was a huge naked guy on it . . . and he looked a lot like my Dad! “What are you doing, Daddy?” I asked him, poking the screen with my pinky. I was wondering how he got in there . . . “Oh, hi, pumpkin,” he greeted me. I noticed that he was naked, and he kept stroking himself really well, up and down, back and forth. STROKING HIS PEE-PEE! Oh. “Daddy, why are you naked?” I asked him. “How did you get on the computer?” My Papa told me that he was really in his bedroom upstairs, and that he was testing his Skype connection. Then he told me to put my fingers in my pants. I listened to him because I’m a good girl who does what I’m told by my Daddy.

Pretty Bike

I have a pretty bike. I wanted a Razor scooter soooo bad, I begged my Daddy for it! I said, “please, please, please, Daddy with a cherry on top and little candy sprinkles!” The thing is, the reason my Daddy was nervous about getting it for me is because it’s for grown-ups secretly. It looks pretty because it’s pink and it’s little, but it goes really really fast. I like to ride it without a helmet, too, and my Daddy gets so mad at me 🙂 sometimes he spanks me for it. Like sometimes, like last week for instance, when I fell and scraped my knee, he kissed it once. Then he took my fun scooter away. You wanna know what kind it is? It’s a special type called a Pocket Mod. The scooter’s name is Bella because that’s the model that it is. I love my scooter 🙂 It’s so fun to ride and I really do try to be safe on it, I swear! It’s sparkly because I put some stickers on there that are shaped like daisies and I like to peel them off halfway whenever I get nervous. Sometimes I get nervous because of the issue I have with grown-up men staring at me in public. I am always afraid that they’re going to touch my private places. But I know now that I really like that after all. So I just ride my bike and go to the park and sometimes the grocery store. I think I’m getting nervous now because my school is giving me a mean new janitor to replace Abner who was our old one but did something bad, I think, and got in trouble. When I get in trouble, all I wish for is my Daddy to spank me, but it doesn’t always happen, so I think that’s distracting me from my studies. I have to go now cuz I’m getting called for dinner, but I’ll show you what my bike looks like, it’s great. 🙂

No Pain, No Gain

My soccer coach told me that when the going gets tough, the tough get going. I wonder if that’s how it is with Daddy, too. I always wonder what gets his Daddy dickie going. If only I could feel the roughness of his hand spanking my bare bottom once again! I feel like I’m a bad little girl who needs to be punished, and once my Papa swats me really good, I’ll have learned my lesson and become his special good girl. Maybe my soccer coach can spank me if I ask him. The other day when I was tying my cleats, my friend Janine went over to him crying because she got a cut on her elbow. Mr. Jackson didn’t give her a bandaid or anything at all. He patted it distractedly and told her to buck up. Maybe he meant to say ‘fuck up’ or ‘suck up.’ I’ve heard my Mommy and Daddy saying those adult words before. I don’t know. Maybe I was always meant to be a roughhoused little girl, and my Daddy’s pride and joy. Now if only I could get him to spank me already!

Grown-Up Talk

All week I have been trying to get my Daddy to spank me. I wanna get swatted, but my Daddy doesn’t think I’m a bad girl! He keeps rubbing my little girl shoulders and telling me he loves me. So I had to do something really bad. I walked up to him yesterday when he came home from work. I looked up at him by making my eyes very wide and I told him flat out that adults like to touch my privates. He got a stern Daddy expression on his face and asked me who touches my privates. I told him just about everyone. Because it’s true. All of the adults in my life really love to stick their hands in my pants and fondle my little girl boobies and make me feel good. I also told my Daddy about the scary man at the mall who made me yank on his long hard stick and then put it in my mouth and bottom. Daddy got speechless and looked sort of shell-shocked. Then he walked to the cabinet where all of the grown-up drinks are, took down a big bottle, and started drinking from it without even pouring it in a glass. How cum I’m not allowed to do that with milk and juice?

Daddy’s Fairytail

My Daddy comes in my room at night to read me Fairytails. He says they’re called that because Daddy has a special Tail between his legs like a dragon. When his dragon tail gets really hard and sensitive, he has to stick it inside of a beautiful princess! I love my Daddy, and his stories are very relaxing. He tells me to lay down and pretend to be fast asleep like Sleeping Beauty. Then he whispers to me really softly and sings me lullabies. His version of lullabies are moaning and grunting sounds, I think. Also, he whispers stuff like “fuck you till you scream,” and “tight tiny holes.” Then he rubs his Daddy tail all over my body. Sometimes he puts his Daddy tail inside of my little girl panties. But he doesn’t slide them all the way off. He just slips his Daddy tail inside the fabric and rubs it against my little cunny. It feels really good to him, and it makes me very slick with wetness. He does it every night, and it makes me remember why I love getting Fairytails!

Getting Drilled By The Dentist

I love going to the dentist! He always gives me a big long lollipop that he shoves past my teeth. It’s long, warm, and thick and he puts it in my mouth for me. My Dentist calls it his special lollipop, and he pulls it out from his pants. He says to me: “Be a good little girl, Leslie,” and I always am! He sprays special tasty goo out of his huge rod, and I take it all in like a very good patient. Last time at the Dentist, he filled up my mouth with yummy gooey cum! I didn’t want any cavities, so I swished it around and tasted the musky, milky white treat. My Dentist is so good to me! I was glad when he gave me a little bottle to take home. It was filled to the brim with his special mouthwash! Now, right before bed, I’m going to stick my finger in the sticky white cum and coat my teeth with it. My little tongue will dart out to taste all of the deliciousness, and I might even put some on my toothbrush, too. I like to use my toothbrush to vibrate against my cunny. : )

Daddy Knows Best

Hi Daddy! You look sleepy, can I cum sleep with you? I know I’m young and little but I can make your Daddy Dickie feel really, really good. You take such good care of me, and I’m your precious, special little girl. Do you want to put your Daddy hands right down my Tinkerbell fairy panties and feel the wet, tight little holes that are waiting for you? I know my mouth is dirty ‘cus you keep washing it out with soap and water, but I promise I can fit lots of things inside of it! When I suck on glue in art class, my teacher says “No, Leslie, don’t suck on glue!” Okay, I know better now…but do you have anything white, sticky, and yummy for me to suck on, Daddy? I’m going to use my best slurpy slurp lips and lick up all of your special Daddy cream! Just like when you pour me milk before bedtime, except forget the glass–I want my Daddy to pour his milk straight down my throat! So Daddy…do you have a special, thick, throbbing, warm straw for your little girl to suck?

Lost and Found

  

The other day I was walking around the mall and got myself really lost. For some reason, I can’t ever stay close to my Mommy! I kept wandering around to look for a nice adult to help me, but I was still scared. Grown men kept looking at me really serious-like. Their looks always make me nervous. That’s because I know that they like to touch me in my private places now. I decided to go wait in Claire’s, the sparkly pink store with pretty barrettes and earrings, even though my Mommy and Daddy wont let me get my ears pierced. Mommy would find me there! But she didn’t…..because I never even got there. Instead, just as I was passing a water fountain, I bent over to get a sip of refreshing cool water, and I felt someone put his hand on my little girl bottom! It was a big, strong, grown-up hand, and it started squeezing my little cheeks. The thing is, we were out of sight of nice, happy people and I was all alone with a stranger! “STRANGER DANGER!” I started screaming. “STRANGER DANGER!”


The scary stranger man swooped down right in front of me! There was oodles and noodles of fierceness in his eyeballs. “Be quiet,” he warned me with a mean hiss. His scary grown-up hand had moved away from my bottom to clamp over my mouth, instead. My terrified shrieks were now nothing more than muted aggression. I tried to kick him like my Mommy told me to do if I was even in danger, but the scary serious grown-up man just clenched my jaw harder until I whimpered painfully and cut out my screaming. “Good girl,” he breathed in my face. His breath stank of the hearts and souls of many little good little girls before me. I also could’ve sworn I’d gotten a whiff of sopping, musky kitty juices on his tongue. My own little cunny started getting a little wet right then. That’s because the sweet spot between my legs has learned to grow moist when stranger men and women touch my privates.

“Good,” the scary stranger man conceded. “Now, I’m going to take you to my favorite, special store, little girl.” He waited for me to nod before he went on. “It’s called Spencer’s….you ever been to Spencer’s?” With his hand still suffocating my mouth, I shook my head. My jawbones were really starting to hurt from getting squeezed so hard. Also, a little bit of saliva was dribbling out of my mouth, on account of the fact that my lips were skewed open slightly. This made the meanie man laugh. “Well, kitten, I think the two of us are going to have some fun together….” I shivered as the stranger dragged me away from the hiding spot behind the restrooms, where the water fountain was.  I followed behind him like a good little girl because he told me to pretend to be his daughter, or he’d kill me and my whole family. Then he tugged me into Spencer’s which was NOT pink at all! It was all painted black and made of bricks, and there was graffiti everywhere. The scary stranger man went to the front, and pulled me by my little hand very hard to go along with him. I followed petulantly, and he picked out some weird things from the wall. There were little beads that looked like necklaces, and teeny tiny egg-shaped bullets. After the guy checked out, he forced me back to my hiding spot, and pulled down my pants behind the water fountain.

“I hope you like my little gift, girlie,” he cackled evily. Then he spread my butt cheeks and stuck the necklace right up my bottom hole! I screamed, but it just made him happier, and he rubbed the hard, erect front of his pants against my little girl backside. Then he grabbed the little bullets and touched something on them, they started making a noise like BUzzzZZzzz. He stretched open my little kitty and shoved those bullets inside of me, too! I was screaming and crying so hard, but he kept abusing my little holes while he jacked off at the same time. Then he exploded his load inside of my panties, and made me pull them back up and wear them like that. I waddled tearfully back to the front of the mall, where my Mommy was waiting for me. I didn’t say a word about it…..but I just hate Spencer’s very much….