After leaving Debby in the bathtub, Hal went to the master bedroom and tried to regain control of himself. He was appalled at what he'd just done – and at what he'd almost done.
He had diddled an innocent thirteen-year-old girl, made her cum with his finger. That was bad enough. It was even worse that the girl was his new wife's daughter, his stepdaughter, a child he was supposed to protect and educate. Some education he'd given her… Worst of all was what he hadn't done, what he'd only thought. He'd wanted to ball that little kid so damned bad…
All his adult life he'd been attracted to very young girls, girls just beginning to sprout tits, girls still in pigtails and braces. He wasn't proud of the fact, but he was beginning to realize that he was stuck with it. He couldn't get over his fixation on young teenage girls.
What he had to do, then, was leave Debby out of it. Debby was off limits, forbidden. He simply couldn't do such a thing to her or to Brenda. Only a monster would fuck his own daughter. If it got too bad, he could start seeing whores again, requesting the very youngest girls, but he must keep his hands off Debby.
Hal felt better after making this decision. He was still pretty ashamed of himself for his behavior in the bathroom, but at least he would behave from now on. He owed that much to Brenda. She couldn't help it if he was hopelessly promiscuous, if he had this sick attraction to little kids. He must take care never to let her know about it.
Hal undressed and lay down on the bed, too hot with frustration and anxiety to wear pajamas or get under the covers. He was mulling over his problems as he drifted off, leaving the light on. He had intended to stay awake till Brenda got home, so they could make love, but it was very late…
Debby finished her bath and went to bed, but after a few hours she woke up suddenly. She'd been having a very strange dream. In the dream Hal was rubbing her body again, but this time without soap. They were on a bed, and he was making her feel so good. She wanted him to do more of it, to put his hand between her legs again, but just as he was about to, she woke up.
She sat up in bed, blinking. Her crotch seemed fiery hot and itchy. She was very wet down there, too. She ached to be stroked as Hal had done to her in the bathtub. Having watched her parents through the keyhole, she had learned some words for her dilemma, acquired a small vocabulary of sex. She was horny. She wanted to cum.
She sighed and lay back in bed, running her hands over her silky slim body. It was too hot for a nightgown. She slid her hand over the plump pout of her little hairless mons, wriggled a finger inside the steamy lips, and touched the hard button of her clit.
She began to rub it. "Ummm," she murmured.
She'd made herself cum this way once, when she was spying on Hal and Brenda. It might be a good idea to do it again and relieve her horniness. Then she could go back to sleep.
Debby rubbed briskly and steadily over the moist lump of her little clit, but it wasn't nearly as much fun as when Hal did it. He knew some really fun tricks. She remembered, with a horny sigh, how he'd wriggled his finger up her little tight asshole and what a turn-on that had been. He had a special way of rubbing her clit, too, that was much better than her own inexperienced technique.
Sighing with longing and frustration, Debby got out of bed. She would check on Hal, see if she could persuade him to bring her off again. She ached for it.
There was a connecting bathroom between her room and the master bedroom. Debby went in and silently opened the door. She saw Hal lying in the middle of the huge bed, on his back. He'd gone to sleep with the light on. He was naked.
Debby couldn't resist the opportunity to observe him unhindered. She could get a really good long look at his mysterious male body. She tiptoed over to the side of the bed and gawked at him. As before, when she looked through the keyhole, he seemed incredibly hairy to her. There was that thick mat of curls on his broad chest, a curly line running from chest to crotch, and then that big bush of grey and black all around his cock.
This time, though, she wasn't turned off by it. It seemed highly masculine to her, exciting, to be so hairy. It wasn't her main concern anyway. Her wide green eyes quickly shifted to the thing that attracted her most, the limp rosy worm of his cock.
Even when it was small like that, it seemed huge to the inexperienced girl. She bent closer for a better look. His cock lay drowsily on his belly, wrinkled and fat and curled. Below it sagged his large testicles, also wrinkled and dull rose. Debby couldn't decide if the whole thing was ugly or exciting – maybe both.
In any case, looking was no longer enough. She had a powerful desire to touch him, to find out just how a cock felt. Her little pussy was achingly horny, spurring her on to do crazy things. Maybe if she played with him, got him excited – like Brenda did – he'd play with her…
As carefully and quietly as she could, Debby climbed onto the bed and crawled between Hal's hairy outstretched legs. He murmured something in his sleep but didn't wake up. She crawled closer, till her knees were almost touching his balls. She could feel their radiating warmth.
Slowly she stretched her little hand out towards his cock. She prayed he wouldn't wake up right away. She wanted a moment to explore. She laid her hand softly on his prick. It felt very warm, and she could feel it throbbing against her palm. She rubbed it very gently, and she found that she liked the loose silky texture of the skin.
Again Hal mumbled something but remained asleep. Debby breathed a sigh of relief. She curled her little short fingers around his limp, fat cock – she could barely get her fingers around it. She liked holding the warm doughy thing in her fist. She began to pump it like she'd seen Brenda doing. It felt funny but nice.
Hal had been deeply asleep, and when he first felt someone touching his cock, he didn't open his eyes. It took him a minute to get oriented, to remember where he was and what day it was. He smiled as he got it all into place. He'd been waiting for Brenda and had fallen asleep. She'd come home, and the sexy imp was playing with his cock, trying to wake him up for some fun and games.
He was more than ready. He'd gotten powerfully horny while playing with Debby in the bathroom. He decided to tease Brenda a little first, though. He'd pretend not to wake up, just let her go on fooling with his prick. When she got him hard, he'd have a nice surprise for her…
He lay back with his eyes closed, murmuring occasionally, faking deep sleep. Her little hand was tight and hot around his limp prick, pumping it almost daintily. He decided not to "wake up" for that amateurish stuff. He wanted more action…
Debby was pleased when Hal didn't wake up right away. She was having fun, touching a cock for the first time. She began to note details, like the thick dull blue veins of his shaft and the dark slitted mouth on the big knobby head of his prick. She still couldn't understand how Brenda could take such a big thing inside her body, but she knew her mother had enjoyed it enormously.
If it was that much fun, Debby wanted to try it, too.
She understood that Hal's cock had to be hard before it could go into her. This limp floppy thing wouldn't go anywhere. The question was, how to make it hard? Then she remembered what Brenda had done. She recalled her mother getting on her knees in front of Hal, picking up his cock, licking it. Hal had gotten hard fast when Brenda did that.
Debby decided to try it, too. She bent low over his curly crotch and stuck out her tiny pink, wet tongue. She placed the tip lightly on the knobby purple head of his dick, not really sure she was going to enjoy this game. She licked timidly.
He tasted nice, kind of salty. Debby began to lick with more enthusiasm. She tickled her little tongue eagerly up and down the limp warm shaft of his cock, then around and around the fat purple head. Again Hal murmured in his sleep…
That was better, he thought. She couldn't expect him to get aroused if she just pumped his cock with her fist. Brenda knew better than that. Already, after only a few days of marriage, she knew what turned him on. She knew he loved to have his cock licked.
What he liked even better was to get blown, but he'd sensed Brenda's reluctance on that point. He'd asked her about it, and she'd said she'd never done it. He would wait awhile on that. He wanted her to do it, but he'd wait till the right moment.
Meanwhile her wet slick little tongue tickled deliciously all over the soft sensitive surface of his meat. He was enjoying it enormously. After a moment she went exploring, running her velvety tongue down onto his balls, tickling and lapping and lashing them. That felt nice, too.
When her juicy little tongue skidded swiftly up his cock again and circled the sensitive glans, digging into the hole, he got very definitely interested-so interested that he got hard. He felt his prick twitch, then lengthen and fatten…
Debby drew back in surprise. She'd been carried away licking him, exploring his cock and balls with her tongue, and had forgotten that her aim was to get him hard. When it happened, she watched in astonishment. His limp cock twitched, pushing against her tongue, and then began to rise up, pointing at the ceiling. It grew hugely thick and taut and swollen. The veins stood out.
As Debby watched, wide-eyed, a big bubble of juice came from the slit mouth of his glans and dribbled down his swollen shaft. Acting on impulse, she bent down again and licked it up. It tasted nice. She looked at his glans hole again, waiting for more juice, and when the next bubble appeared, she dug her little pink tongue tip into the hole and lapped up the bright droplet before it could run off.
"Awwwwww," Hal said, sighing.
He couldn't suppress that sigh of bliss when she unexpectedly wriggled her tongue into his glans hole. That always got to him. She kept it up, reaming out his juice, eating it, making him writhe and sigh with pleasure. He decided it was time to "wake up". If he didn't, he was going to squirt his cum right in her pretty face…
"Baby," he said, "I hope you've got your clothes off, because you're gonna get fucked."
He expected a gasp of surprise or delight, but there was no sound. Brenda must be getting more sophisticated. He grinned and reached out for her, his eyes still closed.
Debby was grinning delightedly. Hal was going to fuck her, show her what it was like, and she hadn't even had to talk to him. It had been much easier than she'd expected.
Debby had no idea that Hal meant Brenda, not her.
He reached out and ran his hands up and down her sleek warm sides, caressing her. Debby almost purred aloud. Her little box was hot and creamy, ready for her first experiment with sex. She waited for Hal to show her what to do next. He ran his big warm hands down over her shoulders, onto her little pointed tits-and froze.
Those weren't Brenda's tits, not in a million years. Brenda had big creamy jugs that overflowed his hands. These delicate little boobs were lost under his palms. He opened his eyes fast.
Debby was kneeling between his legs, smiling expectantly at him. Hal's hands seemed frozen in place over her tits. He couldn't move or speak. He was, frankly, shocked.
"Go ahead, Hal," she said innocently, "fuck me. You said you were going to."
"Debby?" he said dazedly, finding his voice at last. "What the hell? How did you get here?"
She sighed impatiently. "I came in to see if you'd play with me again. You know, like you did in that bathtub. I'm just dying for it, Hal. Anyhow, you were asleep, so I figured out a way to wake you up." She giggled, apparently proud of herself.
Hal moaned. "Debby," he said, "you don't understand. I can't fuck you. I shouldn't even be touching you. It's not right for fathers to do it with daughters."
Debby couldn't understand why, but she had a reply ready, and as she gave it, she put her hand on his cock. "I'm not really your daughter," she said.
Hal flinched with sudden pleasure as she began rubbing his erect swollen meat, but he forced himself to continue the discussion.
"Debby, honey," he said urgently, "it's still not right. I'm way too old for you, and even if I'm not your real father, I'm supposed to act like a father toward you. Also your mother would be very hurt and upset if she found out about this."
"She doesn't have to know," said Debby. "Hal, please, let's forget all that and just have some fun. I'm dying to know how it feels to fuck. Please show me, Hal. I think you want it, too."
He moaned again. Want it? He wanted to fuck her so badly, he could have yelled. His fixation on little girls had never been closer to fulfillment. Those young whores he'd had weren't really that young. They were seventeen and eighteen-year-olds dressed like younger girls. He hadn't been fooled. He still wanted the real thing, a tiny virgin cunt just twelve or thirteen years old…
He couldn't fuck Brenda's daughter, though. It was just too sick.
"Debby, no," he said firmly. "It wouldn't be right. Now you go back to bed. I don't want to talk about this again."
Debby pouted. She was convinced that adults were crazy. Hal's cock was hard and drooling, and as she rubbed it, he writhed with pleasure – yet he wouldn't fuck her. It was silly. There was no point in arguing with him. She'd have to convince him some other way.
She bent over him and swished her wet hot little tongue rapidly around the achingly swollen head of his cock.
"Ohhh, Jesus," Hal said.
He damned near came. He wanted her so badly…
Debby raised her head and said in a pleading voice, "Hal, please, I'm sooo horny…"
She was horny? Hell, he was about to shoot his wad all the way to the ceiling. He couldn't wait for Brenda to come home and take care of him. He had to get some relief now.
"Look, honey," he said shakily, "I won't fuck you. It's wrong. But there is a way we can help each other out. Here, I'll show you."
Debby was disappointed. She really wanted to find out what fucking was like. She wasn't going to argue with him, though. At this point she was so desperately horny, she'd settle for anything.
Hal lifted her up easily. She weighed less than a hundred pounds. He turned her around so that she straddled him with her cute little butt practically in his face. He had a full view of her young virgin slit, a narrow line of delicate pink flesh. He felt her warm moist breath on his erect cock.
"Okay, honey," he said, "now what I want you to do is take my cock in your mouth, as far as it'll go. Suck on it. Meanwhile I'll be doing nice things to you."
"Okay, Hal," she said innocently.
It seemed a weird thing to do, but she was eager to please him. If she was nice to him, he'd do nice things to her. Debby opened her little mouth and brought it down over the hot wet head of his cock. It was very thick, stretching her lips almost painfully as she moved down on it. She took in about half of his long stiff dick, till the drooling tip touched her throat.
It tasted nice, and she liked having it in her mouth. She began to suck on it, clumsily at first, then with increasing speed and skill. She really dug sucking that long fleshy pole. Her saliva boiled around him as she got more excited.
Then she felt the wet rough tip of his tongue tickling her little joy button. It felt so great, she squealed – a muffled sound because her mouth was stuffed with his thick cock. Hal tickled and lashed and licked her funny little bump, making hey moan and writhe with pleasure.
"Umm," she said.
Her pussy juice squirted in his face, scalding and thick. Hal hardly noticed it. He was tonguing her tiny pink clit mechanically, keeping up his part of the deal, but his whole being was concentrated on his cock. Debby's tight wet silky mouth was zipping up and down his swollen sensitive meat, melting his body with pleasure.
It felt fantastic, and he could hardly help reflecting how quickly and willingly she'd started blowing him, in contrast to her more prudish mother. Dammit, if the kid could suck his cock, Brenda could damn well do it, too.
He'd worry about that later, though. Right now he was having the time of his life and he needed no distractions. Just the thought of a horny little thirteen-year-old girl sucking his cock was driving him wild. He could hardly keep from cumming.
He worked fast and expertly, wanting to bring her off so he could shoot his load. He dug his thick slick tongue up her virgin cunt, all the way to her thick hymen. He wriggled his tongue in her, and Debby gave a muffled squeal of pleasure.
He knew she was cumming when he felt her tiny hot box squeezing his tongue and her little body rocking violently above him. She moaned and shook, and her cunt cream boiled abundantly around his probing tongue.
As soon as her spasms had passed, Hal let himself go, yelping blissfully as he shot his load into her mouth. The kid gamely swallowed it all…
Debby was surprised when the thick load of juice shot into her mouth, but she liked the taste of it and eagerly swallowed it. Then Hal's cock shriveled up and slipped from her mouth, and she guessed that he had cum, too.
"Oh, Hal," she said eagerly, "that was a blast! Let's do it again."
Hal laughed incredulously, but stopped as he felt her sucking in his limp meat and mouthing it greedily. The kid was serious. She wanted to do it again right away. That was fine with him. This sexy little chick, half woman and half child, really turned him on. He got quickly hard again with her hot wet sucking.
They heard the front door closing.
"Oh, Jesus," Hal said, "your Mother!"
Debby was out of bed like a shot, escaping through the connecting bathroom. Hal quickly got under the covers – but there was no way he could hide the lewd tent made by his erect aching prick…