"So you're thirteen now, Debby?" he said. "Have you dated any boys yet?"
"Oh, no," she said wistfully, "Mom won't let me. She says I have to wait till I'm sixteen."
"Well, maybe she's right," said Hal. "But you've had nothing to do with boys at all? Not even a kiss?"
"Nope," Debby said, sighing. "I'm dying to know what it's like, thought."
"I'll bet," said Hal.
He could remember when he was her age, how he'd been constantly horny, constantly having to jack off to make his embarrassing hard-ons go down. He'd been obsessed with sex. Were little girls that way, though? Would a girl Debby's age actually think about fucking?
The answer was yes, but Hal didn't know it. Debby was thinking about it at that moment, remembering what she'd seen through the keyhole. She wanted very much to have that experience, to see what it would be like to take a hard long cock into her body.
She was just wondering how she could get Hal to cooperate…
It wouldn't be easy. Like most grown-ups, he was nervous and uptight when it came to sex. She'd seen how he blew his cool when she got undressed in front of him, and he was blushing as he washed her back. She'd have to take it slow, trick him into it… She just had to learn more about sex, and Hal was the only man around.
He finished with her back and started to move away.
"Ohhh," Debby said in a little cooing voice, "that was so nice, Hal. Would you wash the rest of me, please?" She said it with an innocent smile, looking him right in the eye.
Hal felt himself flushing right down to his toes.
"Wh-why, of course, Debby," he said, almost stammering in his excitement.
Christ, she was asking him to touch her all over. He didn't know if he could control himself, but he just couldn't pass up the experience. He quickly lathered his hands again.
Debby turned around in the tub to face him, offering her cute little pointed tits. She looked utterly unashamed and innocent. Hal felt his hands trembling as he placed them on her shoulders and began to work downward. She was so soft, so nice to touch…
At last he had worked down to her breasts. He slid his hands over them, feeling the firm little cones pressing against his palms. He soaped her plump little jugs well, then began to massage them. Debby flushed with pleasure.
"Oh, that feels really nice," she said.
She was surprised and delighted to discover how good it felt when a man played with her blossoming titties. They were very sensitive, and each time Hal squeezed or rubbed them, she felt hot excitement in her pussy. She thrust her chest forward, pressing her aroused pink-nippled boobs against his palms. He rubbed faster.
"Ohhhhhh, yes," she said, sighing. "I really like that!"
Hal felt her little pink nipples going hard and erect against his palms. Her tiny tits were swelling up with arousal, getting firmer, rounder, hotter. Her excitement sparked his, and he felt his cock suddenly lurch into full erection, straining in the confinement of his pants.
He blushed. Fortunately the side of the tub separated them, and she couldn't see the grotesque bulge of his crotch. She wasn't looking at him, anyhow. Her eyes were blank and glazed with pleasure as he massaged her sensitive little tits.
Better stop that, Hal thought. It could lead to trouble!
Reluctantly he slid his hands down off her fat little boobs and began to wash her ribs and belly. Debby sighed wistfully, no doubt wanting more of his pleasant massage. Hal discreetly skipped her crotch and moved down to wash her legs and feet.
"Hal," she said, "you missed a few places."
He hardly ever blushed, certainly not like this. His rugged face flamed, and he could hardly talk, he was so choked up with lust.
"Oh, yes," he said, "Sorry."
Debby got up on her knees so he could wash her crotch. As far as he could tell, she saw nothing wrong with him touching her there. It was just another part of her body, as far as she was concerned. To Hal, though, it was very different. Touching her little virgin pussy was a helluva lot different from soaping her legs.
He got a big fistful of lather and, with trembling hands, he reached between her slim silky thighs. He felt her young pussy, plump, smooth as satin, and feverishly hot. He began to rub her there, moving his soapy hand slowly back and forth from the tiny wrinkled mouth of her anus to the fat pouting lips of her mons.
Debby sighed loudly. "Oh, that feels nice," she said.
Oh, Christ! thought Hal.
His cock was so hard, so achingly full, he could hardly stand it.
There was nothing he could do about it, either. Even though this delicious little chick was letting him rub her snatch, and grooving on it, he couldn't ball her. She was too young, she was legally his daughter.