Little Soccer Girl – Chapter One
“That was fun wasn’t it baby?“ daddy says to Amy, as they come through the front door together. Amy was still clutching the football that her and her daddy, Ross, had been kicking around in the park. She smiled at her daddy and beamed “yes daddy…..can we go again soon….I want to be the bestest football player in the whole world”. Ross smiled at the earnest expression on his little girls face, “of course we can poppet, but right now we need to get you in the bath. “Oh daddy, I’m not that dirty…..I want to watch my Postman Pat dvd now” Amy says, her little bottom lip sticking out. “No baby, I want to get you clean and ready for bed first….may be we can watch a little of your dvd before you go to bed….if you’re a good girl” daddy says, patiently. “But I’m not tired daddy” Amy says, but gives away the truth by letting out a little yawn. Daddy laughs, “I think you are baby….come on lets get you ready” he says, as he leads Amy to her bedroom. “Ok baby, can you start to get undressed while I go and run your bath ?” daddy asks and Amy nods, although without much enthusiasm. Daddy can’t help but admire his little girl standing there in her shorts and football top. Daddy had bought his team’s kit for her and, although she didn’t really like the colours, she wore it for him when they played football together. “You did very well today darling….you wore big girl knickers the whole time at the park and you are still dry….daddy is proud of you”, he says smiling before heading for the bathroom.
Daddy returns after a few moments. He finds Amy crouched over a colouring book concentrating on staying within the lines of the picture of a cartoon mouse that she was colouring in. Around her there were all her pens, crayons and pencils, as well as an assortment of paper and books. When Ross had left the room it had been spotless. To make matters worse, Amy was still in her football kit. “AMY !” daddy growled, causing Amy to jump and ruin her picture. “What are you doing…..I asked you to get ready for a bath not make a mess” daddy continued, but Amy only had eyes for her picture. “Look what you made me do….” she whined pointing at the book. “I don’t care about that….just get yourself ready for your bath now or else !” daddy says, still fuming. But Amy had her own reason to be angry and she wasn’t about to let it go. “I won’t, I won’t, I won’t” she ranted and threw one of her crayons at daddy, narrowly missing him. “I will not have that kind of behaviour young lady !” daddy shouts as he marches across the room and grabs Amy’s arm. Amy is too shocked to respond immediately….she only now realises how cross daddy is. But she is also angry and frustrated and starts to kick and pull at daddy. Daddy soon has Amy by both arms and pulls her towards him as he sits back on the bed, ignoring her struggling. He pulls her face down across his lap, holding her there so she couldn’t move. With his free hand her reaches for her football shorts and pulls them down over her panties. He repeats the process with the panties to reveal Amy’s bare bottom. Amy is still struggling but daddy is too strong. Suddenly, “SLAP”, daddy’s hand comes down hard. It takes Amy a moment to register and for her to feel the pain but it’s affect is immediate and she stops struggling. “SLAP”, the second follows immediately and Amy feels the familiar mixture of warmth and pain radiate from her buttocks. She also feels the tingling start in her ‘Jenny’ that spankings always seem to stir. Daddy could sense that Amy was calming. “SLAP”, he felt his hand come down on her bottom once more. He could feel his hand sting slightly and new it would be far more painful for Amy’s reddening bottom cheeks. “SLAP”, as he looked down at his little girl lying there he could feel his cock growing in his pants. He was always turned on when he spanked her and he new she felt the same. “I think that is enough….will you say sorry now baby” daddy says soothingly to Amy.
After a moments silence daddy hears a weak “sorry daddy…” from Amy. “….but you did ruin my picture too” she continued with some defiance. Daddy realised for the first time why Amy had reacted so badly. She had been working on that picture for a couple of days and she was really proud of her progress. “Oh baby, I’m sorry too….but if you had done as you had been told then none of this would have happened” daddy says, helping Amy up so she was standing in front of him. There are tears in her eyes but they are more from anger than the spanking. “Do you forgive daddy ?” daddy asks, holding his arms open. After a moments pause, Amy smiles and allows herself to be enveloped in daddy’s arms. “I love you daddy” Amy says, before finding her mouth with her thumb and nestling further into daddy’s chest. Daddy wanted to stay like that forever. Having his little girl in his arms, pressing tightly against him stirred his cock again but her determined to resist. Amy too was content except for the feelings radiating from her ‘Jenny’ that were becoming more urgent. “Let’s get you in that bath before it gets cold” daddy finally says, as he pulls away. “Sit on the bed while I take of your shoes and socks” he instructs Amy and she complies. Daddy tries to avoid thinking about how cute Amy looks as she sits there sucking her thumbs as he desperately tries to fight the urges of his cock. After removing her footwear, daddy gets Amy to stand and pulls down her shorts. She has a pair of cute white panties on that are covered in picture of little red cherries and have a red edging. Daddy is finding it harder and harder to keep his cock soft. It is a situation that becomes almost impossible when he removes the panties to reveal a smooth ‘jenny’ fresh from a recent Hollywood wax. As quickly as possible, daddy removes Amy’s top and leads her naked to the bathroom. “Can daddy come in the bath too ?’ Amy was fully aware of the effect her body was having on daddy and she wanted to tease him more. “No baby….” daddy muttered with obvious discomfort, “….I will have a shower later”.
Daddy helps Amy into the bath and is relieved to see her nakedness covered with the bubbles. As always, Amy loves her bath once she’s in. Daddy pulls down all her toys from the side, including her little yellow ducky, her plastic crab and her plastic lobster. She started to play a game where each of them would swim under her legs and then up out of the water to splash back in again. Daddy joins in and they play a game of chase with daddy as the lobster and Amy with the crab. After a bit daddy grabs the soap and flannel. This is the bit that Amy didn’t like. Daddy wets the flannel and applies the soap. Amy screws up her face in anticipation as daddy rubs the flannel over it. He manages to clean most of it in one go despite Amy’s squirming and then moves down her neck. The worst was over for Amy and she went back to her playing. Daddy continues to wash down Amy’s body. He couldn’t resist paying particular attention to Amy’s erect nipples and she stopped playing as he did so. This was the last straw…his cock now stiffened and ached to be released from his pants. Amy too felt fully aroused and abandoned her toys and lay back in the bath, her thumb finding her mouth once more.
Daddy continued to wash Amy but one hand lingered at her breast….cupping them and feeling the nipples in his palm. His other hand was washing her tummy but was slowly moving down. “Amy is a very dirty girl….” daddy was saying “ as he continued to wash her. Amy lay back sucking on her thumb with her eyes closed. She could feel her nipples tingle as daddy teased them in turn and daddy’s other hand explore her body with the flannel. Daddy avoided between Amy’s legs until he had cleaned every part of her. By then she was aching to be touched there and daddy wanted to please her. “Come on, lets get you dried” daddy suddenly says, reaching for the towel. Amy is awoken from her reverie with a start. “But daddy….” she starts to say, but daddy interrupts her “….we haven’t got time for that now baby” he says. Amy notices the swelling in his pants and knows what he really wants. She will play along. Amy stands up and daddy raps the big fluffy towel around her and then leads her to the bedroom.
The End of Little Soccer Girl – Chapter One.
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