This is a trial run to see how this goes. please leave honest comments and tell me how to improve.
“Please Daddy!?” she begged for the umpteenth time in 5 minutes “Please, can I try your wine!? I promise I wont get drunk”
It was hard to tell her beautiful eyes no. They had a glow to them, and she knew it. She knew she had me wrapped around her little finger. Even worse, she knew how to manipulate it. Only 10, and she was better at being deceptive than anyone I had ever met before. She knew how I got when I drank, and tonight the poison was fruit wine. Blackberry. 2 bottles of it. Wine did me in quick, nothing like the normal cocktails I was use to. Martinis, Long Island ice teas, those Irish stout beers that need nitrogen to make the head on them, Canadian whiskey and Coke. No wine was different, got me drunk quick and good.
“Fine, one taste” I whispered to her putting a finger over my lips “don't let mom know.”
“Really!?” She almost yelled but I bugged my eyes out a little and reinforced my finger over my lip. “Oh, sorry.”
She grabbed the glass and took a small sip, sat there acting like she was judging the bouquet and aroma, and the after taste on her pallet almost, then she down the whole glass. I don't fill my glasses a quarter or halfway then stop, I almost take them to the rim. And I had just poured that. Looks like all 75 pounds of her was getting drunk tonight. I sat there, staring, not even believing what she had done. Waiting patiently for her to finish it. I knew I was in for a long night now.
“Dang!! That's good!” She exclaimed as she handed me my glass back. “Can I have some more?”
“No, you done drank this, and that is bad enough little lady. What am I to tell your mother when she asks why your sick later?”
The idea hadn't occurred to her yet, nothing ever does when your that little. “I don't know” She almost started to cry.
“It'll be OK, I have an idea. Go get the controllers, and the game, we'll go play games until she falls asleep.” It was believable activities for us, and “mom,” my wife, probably wouldn't even notice being to wrapped up in her on-line computer game.
“OK.” she exclaimed as she ran off to find the controllers, and our first person shooter game the kids loved. I hate that game too, but the kids love it, and I die easily when drinking.
I scurried off to change into my night shorts from my jeans, and then went to tell “Mom” that I was about to go play games with the girls upstairs. Only one girl was interested, but still might get lucky and have the other join. I wont lie, I enjoy playing games with the girls and cuddling up to them, and snuggling. But, sometime, I get horny and I like to move my shorts just so that when they are in the floor in front of me, they could have a chance to look up my shorts. Sometimes, when we are under a blanket watching a movie, I would rub down on them and rub their bellies, to their thighs, to the sides, then their butts, and as I rub their butts I would slowly pull out my penis and rub it against them in my palm. I would then slowly go from rubbing with my full hand to just with my hard 7 inch cock.
At this point if they were still in their day clothes I would send them to change into their night clothes. When they come back I snuggle into them again and pull my dick back out and run it along their underwear covered butts, and bare thighs. Slowly savoring how it felt. A few times after they were asleep for a few I would rub between their legs on top of the panties on their so pretty young and beautiful pussies. And once, I was so brave as to actually go under their panties and rub my harder than hell, engorged head between her slit, and feel her juices on me. I almost came instantly on that one. I had to pull it out or risk filling her panties with my seed. But, on most nights it was a simple I would rub them to sleep, and then jerk off gently beside them, and then put their hands on my shaft and jerk off pretending they were holding me.
So, I was in my sleeping shorts, which was t-shirt, and shorts, no undies easy access, as I headed upstairs to play the game. The wife knew I would fall asleep up there, I always did. But this time, I had a drunken 10 year old to deal with. I went about business as usual. Set up the game system and got ready to play. I could not believe it. She had chosen the new theft auto game, and when I asked her why she said just to drive around and shoot people. I told her fine, but she had to stay away from one building in the game and marked it on her map.
She got to playing as I began my usual rubbing of her sides. She was cuddled up in my right arm, and I was caressing her right side, and stomach just a little. Getting occasional giggles as I tickled her. She would twitch just slightly as she did always the same way, bucking her hips up ever so slightly, and sucking in her stomach. It made me curious. I rubbed lower and lower slowly keeping like nothing was going on. Then I felt her jeans stop my progress. I tested the waters, and tickled. She bucked the same as always. I rubbed across her stomach slowly. I blatantly grabbed her shirt and moved it up to rub bare skin. I rubbed straight up her chest, across either direction and then back down until the jeans stopped me again. I tickled and kept my hand completely still. She bucked and sucked in her tummy. As her stomach sucked in and hips came up my hand slipped just under her jeans right on top of her bladder, and just before her slit started. I heard her gasp as she realized where my hand was. I waited to see what she would do. She sat still her hips still up. I started rubbing slowly side to side. After a few seconds she started lowering herself, but I left my hand still other than side to side and it started to slip out of her pants. She stopped dead when she realized my hand was about to come out and brought her little hand over and placed it on top of mine as she lowered herself again making sure to keep my hand in her pants.
That went smoother than I thought it would. I rubbed side to side slowly savoring every second of it. I was not sure how long she would let me rub her here, and I wanted it to last as long as it could. Suddenly it hit me. There was no resistance. Nothing at all under her jeans except her skin.
“Where is your underwear young lady?” I asked in a whisper acting a little mad.
“I don't know.” she replied coyly. “I don't feel like wearing them anymore.”
“Oh and why is that?”
“I DON” She started to yell loudly, and I quickly shushed her.
“SHHH!!! Do you really want your mom coming up here finding out what we are talking about?” I asked trying to maker her see that side.
“No!” she quickly shook her head and bite her lip.
“OK then, you gotta, shh. OK?” I got very calm and reassuring. “I was just wondering why you didn't have any panties on. I'm not mad at you. OK?”
“OK. Just don't know where they are.” She asked cutely.
“Then how come you didn't ask?”
“I don't know. I didn't want you mad at me.”
“Baby, I am not going to get mad at you for not finding your clothes. Or, for not wearing certain clothes either. OK.”
“OK.. What is that building I cant go to?” she changed the subject, she was happy.
“That is where it shows girls dancing for money and you can get drunk there and have them dance just for you.” I only half explained the truth. It was a full on strip club.
“Sounds fun, can I go!?”
“I don't know, are you sure you want to see these girls?” I rubbed on her little mound, side to side, and brought my hand down one centimeter closer to her actual slit. “These girls have a bit in common with you right now.”
“How are they like me? They like to drive and shoot too?”
“No, I'm sure they might if they could, but I meant they don't wear underwear when they dance. Or, shirts.”
“So you can see their boobies!” she giggled.
“Yes you can see their boobies, you can even get a dance where they let you play with them and if they like you enough you can take them home and do mommy daddy things.”
“You mean you can have sex with them girls!” she gasped.
“Yes you can if they like you.”
“I kinda wanna see it.”
“Yeah, I figured you would. But seeing as that would be two bad things in one night what do I get in for letting you see these boobies?” I asked to see what her mind would create.
“I don't know.” she shrugged “Hey, wait how is that two bad thngs?”
“Really? Are you already drunk? You drank a whole glass of wine. Remember.”
“Oh... is that why my head feels floaty and numb?”
“Yes. How about you play truth or dare with me then? I know you play you sister told me”
She sat there thinking about it. Lost in thought. I rubbed ever so gently across her mound slowly going lower and lower. I could almost swear I could feel her slit under my fingers as I passed over her but I could not be for certain. I was hard as a rock, and I decided it was time to tease her if she was paying attention. I got up and poured me a new drink, and sat back down next to her. I covered up to just above my shorts, and started to rub my own stomach. Then I reached into my pants and hooked my shorts with my hand and brought everything into view and started to scratch myself making sure that my penis popped out and was bouncing visibly as I did. She caught a glimpse and started to look back and I covered back up acting like nothng was out of the ordinary.
“OK I'll play.” she said with a smile.