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Anonymous2008-06-10 7:17
We are not about HATE
I think you're on the wrong site buddy
I was thinking of what her mother would say if she ever found out. I had never thought of my own daughter as a sex object before, but now, as I looked at her tiny perfectly formed body, I was having bad thoughts about her. I became aware of her budding breasts. They were sticking out at least four inches from her chest. My gaze went down her body to her narrow waist. Then flared out to her rounded hips. Her mother had lost her waist years ago. My baby had on a sundress that had a hemline just below the crotch. I marveled at the slim shape of her legs and wondered at the junction of her limbs. I could see that she had nice tits and wondered if she was advanced enough through puberty to have cunt hair. I shook my head to clear myself of these thoughts. After all, this was my daughter I was with. It wouldn't be right to have sex with her at her tender age.
"Can you make me feel good too, Daddy?" she asked, innocently. "Just like they were doing?"
Her question nearly made me fall out of my chair. My mind screamed, "NO," but my cock whispered, "Yes, yes, yes."
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Anonymous2008-06-11 0:51
wow your cock can talk?
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Anonymous2008-06-11 1:13
When I was around 12 or 13 years old I would always change into shorts with no underpants on when my friend came over. I would get a boner then lay on the couch, on my side, with one leg up so he could see my erect tween dong!
I would watch him to see if he was looking but not directly. I used my peripheral vision to keep tabs on their gazes. My friend would look at it like like every 10 seconds. Whenever he looked at it I got even harder.
He would spend the night all the time and we'd stay up late. One time we were watching a movie and we were all under the blankets together (it was winter). Naturally I was free balling in shorts again. I positioned myself so that if I got hard it would touch his thigh.
Then I started thinking the sexiest thoughts that a kid that age could think of. I could feel my bone growing and reaching out towards his leg. Finally the tip made contact with his thigh and he moved it away. I moved ever so slightly. I mean you could hardly tell I had moved at all and it was touching him again. He moved again. I was devastated and had pretty much given up.
I went back to watching the movie. About 15 minutes later he rolled over so that his body was facing mine. He moved his hands forward underneath the blankets and accidentally touched my cock. Then something amazing happened! And now my cock can talk! It's really cool!! But a complete secret... and you know what? Life's never been the same!