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Kitty sighed deeply, causing her red hair to shudder along with the rest of her. "Nikki, I just miss Daddy so much."
Nikki looked up at her friend with skepticism. "How can you miss him after what he did to you?" Nikki was laying down across Kitty's lap.
“He’s so sweet to me. He made me feel so special.”
Nikki just stared. “Kitty, he fucking groomed you. He abused you. It wasn’t ok.”
Kitty sighed again. “You sound like my mom.”
“Maybe your mom is right.”
Kitty leaned back as if she were exhausted from fighting. “She’s jealous. That Daddy wanted me more. And... girl, he made me feel so good.”
Nikki looked up at her victimized friend with anger now in her eyes. “He hurt you, Kitty! He fucking took advantage of you.”
“No!” Kitty snapped. “I wanted it. I was teasing him-“
“-I’m sure that’s what he told you-“
“Because it was true! I was wearing these tiny thongs I stole from my older cousin, and I pinched my nipples before sitting on the touch with him so he’d notice them. I miss his hands on me. I can’t make my pussy feel anywhere near that good. Not even with mommy’s toys.”
“Oh, Kitty...” Nikki didn’t know what to say. It’s like her friend was stuck in a trance. “I wish I could do something for you.” That was when Nikki caught Kitty lightly licking her lips.
“You could understand. If you only knew you’d understand.”
“What do you mean?” Then Nikki felt Kitty’s soft fingers on her taut soccer player tummy. She looked up at her friend and then down her own body. Her lips parted slightly in awe—literal awe; she struggled to move. Kitty deftly undid the button on Nikki’s jean shorts and snaked her hand inside.
“K-Kitty? Wh-what are you-“ Nikki stopped and her eyes widened. Kitty’s hands were on her pussy.
“Ooh, Nikki, you’re bare. Just like me.” Kitty reached that little distance further, glancing across Nikki’s clit as she found her friend’s warm little slit. “And you’re getting juicy, too!” Nikki shivered at the excitement in Kitty’s voice.
“But you shouldn’t do this-oh Kitty you should stop.” Nikki was gasping now. Nikki’s fingers felt nice. Scary. But good. She felt like she did when she had stolen some of her mom’s brandy.
Kitty didn’t stop. She kept teasing up and down Nikki’s pussy. She curled her fingers at Nikki’s tight opening, spreading it open.
“Ooh Kitty nooo. Oh fuck.”
“Isn’t it nice?” Kitty asked. “I know it is.” She was now hooking her fingers a little, and Nikki was starting to pant. “It’s how Daddy did it to me sometimes. It felt so good, Nik. All the ways he touched me. I’m gonna make you feel good, too.”
Nikki just gasped, involuntarily wiggling her hips. She was fucking Kitty’s fingers back a little. Not that she was aware of this. At least not consciously. Not yet.
“Oh, Nikki, that’s a good girl. I did this too. I rocked my pussy on Daddy’s big fingers. I couldn’t help myself. Just like this. Like you are. I can make you understand.”
Nikki spread her knees a little wider, her whole body flush. “But he molested you, Kitty! He molested-ooh!” She gasped as Kitty sunk a third finger into her little cunt. It felt incredible. This combination of feeling stretched and pleased and helpless.
“He did, Nik. I loved how Daddy molested me. God, it gets me so hot to remember. How he’d make me cum on his fingers when mommy wasn’t looking. Or lick me in my bed late at night. He said I was his ‘special little victim.’ Nothing felt better. Being Daddy’s victim.”
Nikki was really writhing now. “Your D-Daddy’s victim. He made you his victim. Daddy’s victim. Oh god.” She was muttering as her friend touched her. “You’re-you’re molesting me.”
“Uh-huh. I’m molesting you. To make you feel good, Nik. Like Daddy did to me.”
“Like...like I’m Daddy’s victim.” Nikki sucked in her breath. Then she said, to her horror, “It feels good.”
“Uh-huh.”
“You’re molesting me... and it feels so fucking good!”
“Oh, Nik, you do understand. It’s fun being a molested victim!” Kitty drove her fingers deep and grazed Nikki’s clit with her thumb. Nikki came. Hard. Shrieking.
“Cum, bitch,” Kitty cooed, not easing up on her friend’s cunt at all. “Daddy said that sometimes: ‘Cum, bitch. Show Daddy you like it.’”
And Nikki did. She fucked her friend’s hand—there was no denying it. She tightened and twitched and creamed.
When Nikki started coming down from her orgasmic high, Kitty withdrew her fingers from her friend’s snatch. Nikki grunted as she felt herself empty. As she tried to catch her breath, she looked up to see Kitty licking her now pussy-covered middle finger.
“Wow,” Kitty said, “you got so juicy, Nik! Here, have a taste. Daddy always made me taste.” Kitty lowered her fingers to Nikki’s mouth. And with barely a moment’s hesitation, Nikki sucked them in, soon running a tongue along her friend’s digits.
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Kitty sighed deeply, causing her red hair to shudder along with the rest of her. "Nikki, I just miss Daddy so much."
Nikki looked up at her friend with skepticism. "How can you miss him after what he did to you?" Nikki was laying down across Kitty's lap.
“He’s so sweet to me. He made me feel so special.”
Nikki just stared. “Kitty, he fucking groomed you. He abused you. It wasn’t ok.”
Kitty sighed again. “You sound like my mom.”
“Maybe your mom is right.”
Kitty leaned back as if she were exhausted from fighting. “She’s jealous. That Daddy wanted me more. And... girl, he made me feel so good.”
Nikki looked up at her victimized friend with anger now in her eyes. “He hurt you, Kitty! He fucking took advantage of you.”
“No!” Kitty snapped. “I wanted it. I was teasing him-“
“-I’m sure that’s what he told you-“
“Because it was true! I was wearing these tiny thongs I stole from my older cousin, and I pinched my nipples before sitting on the touch with him so he’d notice them. I miss his hands on me. I can’t make my pussy feel anywhere near that good. Not even with mommy’s toys.”
“Oh, Kitty...” Nikki didn’t know what to say. It’s like her friend was stuck in a trance. “I wish I could do something for you.” That was when Nikki caught Kitty lightly licking her lips.
“You could understand. If you only knew you’d understand.”
“What do you mean?” Then Nikki felt Kitty’s soft fingers on her taut soccer player tummy. She looked up at her friend and then down her own body. Her lips parted slightly in awe—literal awe; she struggled to move. Kitty deftly undid the button on Nikki’s jean shorts and snaked her hand inside.
“K-Kitty? Wh-what are you-“ Nikki stopped and her eyes widened. Kitty’s hands were on her pussy.
“Ooh, Nikki, you’re bare. Just like me.” Kitty reached that little distance further, glancing across Nikki’s clit as she found her friend’s warm little slit. “And you’re getting juicy, too!” Nikki shivered at the excitement in Kitty’s voice.
“But you shouldn’t do this-oh Kitty you should stop.” Nikki was gasping now. Nikki’s fingers felt nice. Scary. But good. She felt like she did when she had stolen some of her mom’s brandy.
Kitty didn’t stop. She kept teasing up and down Nikki’s pussy. She curled her fingers at Nikki’s tight opening, spreading it open.
“Ooh Kitty nooo. Oh fuck.”
“Isn’t it nice?” Kitty asked. “I know it is.” She was now hooking her fingers a little, and Nikki was starting to pant. “It’s how Daddy did it to me sometimes. It felt so good, Nik. All the ways he touched me. I’m gonna make you feel good, too.”
Nikki just gasped, involuntarily wiggling her hips. She was fucking Kitty’s fingers back a little. Not that she was aware of this. At least not consciously. Not yet.
“Oh, Nikki, that’s a good girl. I did this too. I rocked my pussy on Daddy’s big fingers. I couldn’t help myself. Just like this. Like you are. I can make you understand.”
Nikki spread her knees a little wider, her whole body flush. “But he molested you, Kitty! He molested-ooh!” She gasped as Kitty sunk a third finger into her little cunt. It felt incredible. This combination of feeling stretched and pleased and helpless.
“He did, Nik. I loved how Daddy molested me. God, it gets me so hot to remember. How he’d make me cum on his fingers when mommy wasn’t looking. Or lick me in my bed late at night. He said I was his ‘special little victim.’ Nothing felt better. Being Daddy’s victim.”
Nikki was really writhing now. “Your D-Daddy’s victim. He made you his victim. Daddy’s victim. Oh god.” She was muttering as her friend touched her. “You’re-you’re molesting me.”
“Uh-huh. I’m molesting you. To make you feel good, Nik. Like Daddy did to me.”
“Like...like I’m Daddy’s victim.” Nikki sucked in her breath. Then she said, to her horror, “It feels good.”
“Uh-huh.”
“You’re molesting me... and it feels so fucking good!”
“Oh, Nik, you do understand. It’s fun being a molested victim!” Kitty drove her fingers deep and grazed Nikki’s clit with her thumb. Nikki came. Hard. Shrieking.
“Cum, bitch,” Kitty cooed, not easing up on her friend’s cunt at all. “Daddy said that sometimes: ‘Cum, bitch. Show Daddy you like it.’”
And Nikki did. She fucked her friend’s hand—there was no denying it. She tightened and twitched and creamed.
When Nikki started coming down from her orgasmic high, Kitty withdrew her fingers from her friend’s snatch. Nikki grunted as she felt herself empty. As she tried to catch her breath, she looked up to see Kitty licking her now pussy-covered middle finger.
“Wow,” Kitty said, “you got so juicy, Nik! Here, have a taste. Daddy always made me taste.” Kitty lowered her fingers to Nikki’s mouth. And with barely a moment’s hesitation, Nikki sucked them in, soon running a tongue along her friend’s digits.