As Sweets father lay on his side of the bed, he began to relive the most exciting
event of his life. He curled into a fetal position holding onto to his erection
that would not go away.


He remembered his Nanny and how she mixed wine, bread and milk together until he
was dizzy and opened his legs to her touching his testicles while she fed him. He
squirmed recalling how this pleasure became deep coded in every cell of his body.


He recalled days when he allowed others, boys and girls, men and women to do this
to him while he dreamed of being so dizzy with the feeding and the fondling. He
could not believe that the same dizzy feeling would return just looking at that
moist baby pussy.


He closed his mouth to avoid making the noises that rose up as he thought about
how it looked under that small bedroom light as her legs flashed like scissors
cutting off his view from time to time.


He needed to keep that image fixed in his mind, the plump pink little cheeks with
the deep slit between them calling out to his finger to just be there. He could
almost smell her and that drove him crazy. He put his finger under his nose and
sniffed it over and over because the urine, the powder and her body smell in that
place was intoxicating. He put that finger in his mouth and moaned aloud without
realizing he had until his wife on the other side of him said..What? He said,
nothing, go back to sleep, and her soft snores resumed.


He was afraid, so afraid, she would guess what he was going through on his side
of the bed. If she woke and found him in this condition, she would know that it
had nothing to do with her. He would be hard pressed to explain his sweating and
his huge swollen penis clutched so hard in his hand that it hurt.


If only he dared go look again. He wanted to get up and go see that pussy again
so badly his mouth watered. Just to look at it would be enough. Then again, just
to caress it until she moved those legs and gurgled at him would be enough.


Then again, to put his finger right into the cleft and hold it still while she
moved would be enough.  As he thought about these things, he began to ooze onto
his clean pajama bottoms. Maybe he should go to the bathroom and handle this as
he could not stay still in that bed.


He knew he could not go look at that baby pussy in this condition as he would
come again as he had before and there was no way to find more pajama bottoms with
his wife sleeping as he searched the drawers. What if she caught him?


What if she knew what he did? What if she kept him from looking at her or
changing her? What if she found him with his finger enclosed by those baby
cheeks?


He dozed dreaming of putting his face closer to smell her bottom. He imagined his
mouth on that slit, then his tongue into the cleft as his finger had fit and
oozed again. He could barely hold onto his penis as it began to jerk around in
his hand thinking about her.


He imagined turning her over and putting his finger underneath pointing to her
stomach while she wiggled around as he slipped it between those baby pussy
cheeks. He saw himself resting his face on her buttocks while they moved above
his finger tucked in tight.


He felt his tongue leave his mouth and point out between his lips as if he could
use it on her tiny anus while she wiggled and moved on his finger in her baby
pussy.


In a flash, he saw his Nanny with her tongue pointing out while she tickled his
testicles and pushed her breasts on his face.  It seemed all connected somehow as
if she had taught him to find the pleasure that he would be giving his baby girl
with his fingers and his mouth if only he could keep control of the erections and
all that oozing which made his secret visible to anyone who would look.


He had to get to that bathroom fast or he would have the bed soaked and wake his
wife. He could not stand easily, but he managed to move to the bathroom, close
the door and turn on the water while he masturbated in front of the mirror.


He could not see his face only her pussy as he rubbed harder and harder. Finally,
relief in the spray across the mirror helped him see his face there all red and
drawn from his ordeal.


He realized his mouth was dry and he splashed in some water and then washed his
face and hands after cleaning off the mirror. He felt more in control now.


He knew he could just go and take a peak at that baby pussy before he settled
down for the night. He walked very quietly out of the bathroom, his wife stirred.
She looked up still sleepy and asked him, is everything all right?  He said, yes,
I thought I would go check on the baby while I was up. She said, good idea and
closed her eyes pleased that he was such a devoted father who saved her so much
work.


He took a deep breath, left the bedroom, closed the door and moved toward his
baby girl's room with a plan taking shape for having more of that pussy and that
smell of baby girl.