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Slip

“Daddy.” She couldn’t help it. It just slipped out. It was on the tip of her tongue the minute someone’s hand slipped down her pants. Sometimes she forgot about it completely until she dreamily found herself whispering it. It was always there though, uncontrollable,...

Sleepy Girls

She was such a pretty girl when she was sleeping. So soft and pliable, with her eyes closed and her defenses down. Her warm skin under soft sheets called to me and I couldn’t keep my hungry hands away. Tiny kisses wouldn’t wake her. Neither did the careful parting of...

Sick Girl

The whine was a little girl noise: a pouting, stubborn groan of frustration. I heard it when I opened the door and let the light from the hall break the spell of darkness in her room. On the pink bed, the girl was covered in blankets, pillows, comforters, and stuffed...

Showing

As Jason showed me around the big house, I was impressed by the space. A modern kitchen with a six-burner stove. A fireplace and huge television in the living room. “We have a hot tub out on the back deck. Business-class internet. The neighborhood is great—lots of...

Show

Put your hands between your legs and show me how you play with yourself at night. Don’t look down, look me in the eye. I want you to show off for me. You want to be my brave girl, don’t you? You want to show me how dirty and sexy you can be, don’t you? Show me what a...