Little Girl’s Innocence Manipulated (Perverted Quadriplegic)

He’d had a paralyzing accident. He never expected to feel the touch of another young girl’s hand. An unexpected little one came his way.

“Dad, this is Katrina,” his daughter explained, introducing the cute little girl. “She wants to be a nurse when she grows up.”
Dave looked at the small girl’s twinkling brown eyes filled with innocent excitement.

“Her school started a new program. 14 year old girls can get extra credit for helping Home Bound people.”
Dave knew taking care of him since the accident had been difficult for his 31 year old daughter. “She’ll be here each day after school for the next month.”

“Hi Sweetie,” the 52 year old man greeted the lovely dark haired girl. “It’s nice to meet you.” His eyes lustfully devoured her slender body, flat chest and slim tanned legs. He’d enjoyed many little girls her age before his accident.

“Katrina can only stay 30 minutes today, but that’s enough time to get acquainted,” his daughter observed. “I’ll be back soon.”

Though Dave knew he’d never molest this little one, he immediately began the grooming process. He simply couldn’t help it!
As they talked, he asked about her family and home life. He wanted to know how malleable she was. To his delight, Katrina was… or would have been… easy to manipulate.

She was curious and naive, with parents who had no time for her. With only a few friends at school, she wasn’t popular. Eager to help, Katrina would have been the perfect victim for his thick 6” cock.
One of the cruelest aspects of his accident was, while he couldn’t move his legs or arms, his cock could still… and often did… become erect.

Laying on his bed, listening to the young girl’s innocent voice and cute giggles, Dave decided to take a chance. Staring at her legs he noticed the hem of her school uniform’s skirt had slid high. Her slender thighs were nearly totally exposed. Her pantie’s barely hidden.

Allowing his cock to grow slightly, the sheet began to raise making small bouncing movements.

“…then daddy said,” Katrina’s word’s halted, interrupting her story. Her curious gaze focused on the lifting sheet.
Dave waited ten seconds before speaking. He watched the tiny girl’s face fill with fascination as the sheet raised. “That happens sometimes, Sweetie,” he said nonchalantly. “Sometimes I can get it to relax, but sometime I need help… or it really hurts.”

“What… makes it do that?” Katrina curiously asked, staring at the moving sheet.
“Different things,” Dave lied, knowing it was happening because he wanted to molest the cute girl who sat before him. “It’s probably happening because I’m enjoying talking to you.”

“I… did that?” she stammered.
“You’re a lovely girl, Katrina.” He’d learned her parents rarely complimented her. “I sure hope you’ll come back tomorrow, so we can talk again.”

Dave knew his daughter would be home soon. Changing his thought, his hard cock shrunk under the sheet. “See Cutie, all gone,” he chuckled a minute later. “Ah… Sweetie,” he said with his manipulative tone, “probably shouldn’t mention me… pushing the sheet up like that. My daughter would be mad and might not let you come back.”

Quickly nodding, Katrina giggled, “It’ll be like a secret. I won’t tell.”
Dave gave the tiny girl an approving smile. “Thanks honey,” he said, hearing his daughter walking up the stairs.

“Guess I have to go,” the small girl sighed. “I’ll be here tomorrow after school.” Walking toward Dave’s bedroom door, she turned, whispering with an innocent grin, “Our secret.”

The next day, Dave began to make perverted plans. His cock could become erect. The little girl was curious and willing to keep secrets. Though he couldn’t move, Katrina’s tiny eager and willing body could.

Hours later, he heard the sound of small feet walking quickly up the stairs. He knew they belonged to his soon to be sweet young victim. His bedroom door opened, a cute girl with wide twinkling eyes and broad smile entered.
“Hi Dave. I came back,” she giggled, walking to the chair by his bed.

“I’m glad, Sweetie. I was hoping you’d want to talk some more,” he replied. “Did you have fun at school today?” Dave would wait until his daughter left, before starting his real reason for being happy the naïve little one had returned.
Ten minutes later, his daughter left. She’d be gone for a couple hours today.

While they talked about her day, Dave allowed his cock to grow hard. The sheet again slowly raised, higher today than yesterday.
Innocently staring at the bouncing sheet, Katrina softly said, “It’s… happening again.”

“Sweetie,” Dave acknowledged, beginning his manipulation, “it’s been doing that all day. It hurts today.”
The tiny girl’s eyes watched the bobbing cloth, uncertain what was underneath. “Do you need some… medicine for it?” she asked, hoping to help.

Dave smiled tenderly at her precious offer. “No, honey. It just has too much stuff inside. It needs to spill some.”
Katrina’s face was filled with confusion and uncertainty. “Spill? How does it… spill?”

“It’s easy for a nurse to do,” Dave said deceptively. He’d always enjoyed making the young girls he’d molested think it was actually their idea.

“I want to be nurse, remember?” she quickly replied. “But, I’m not one yet.”
Smiling at her eager unsuspecting eyes, he continued. “I can tell you what to do, but it’s something only big girls do.”
“I’m a big girl,” Katrina quickly announced.

Dave moaned, knowing this tiny one was going to do whatever he told her to do. “OK, Precious, just pull down the sheet so you can see where it hurts.”
The girl’s small hands slid the sheet from his body, exposing his throbbing cock.

“That’s what hurts, Katrina,” Dave said, his cock’s tip oozing precum.
“It’s spilling!” she gasped.

“Yes, precious,” Dave agreed, “but there’s so much more. It all needs to spill.”
Katrina’s head tilted, looking closely at the never before seen part of a man’s body. “Is that pee?” she innocently asked, pointing to the drizzling line of clear liquid stretching from Dave’s cock to his stomach.

“No Sweetie,” he replied. “It’s actually what a man gives to big girls. I guess if there was a big girl here now, she could have it.” Dave waited a moment, then continued, “but, if you only want to help me spill the rest, then you can wipe it off my tummy.”

“How do you give it to… big girls?” Katrina shyly asked. “I mean, I’m a big girl, but I don’t know about that stuff.”
Dave could see the oozing stream of precum slipping from the tip. “Well, Sweetie,” he replied, “in a couple different ways. The easiest is with their hand and mouth.”

“What? Mouth?” she gasped. “That stuff… girls put that stuff in….” her words faded as she stared at Dave’s bobbing shaft.

“Big girls do,” he replied. “But if you just want to use your hand and wipe it away, it’ll still help.” With a tender smile, he instructed, “Wrap your fingers around it. Then slid your hand up and down. It’ll help me feel so much better.”

Cautiously Katrina’s hand reached for Dave’s throbbing pole, her small fingers slipped around its girth.
“Ummmm, yesssss, Katrina,” Dave groaned, experiencing the warm tender touch of another girl’s tiny fingers on his molesting shaft. “Up and down, honey.”

Katrina’s hand moved slowly, his precum smearing onto her soft palm as her hand pumped his cock.
Dave wanted to prolong this moment. But it’d been nearly a year since his accident and even longer since his last little girl. Katrina’s innocent touch sent lustful thoughts through his mind as his orgasm approached.

“Katrina,” he moaned, “I guess, since there’s no big girl here, who can take my stuff in her mouth, then just… waste it onto my tummy.”
“But I’m a big girl! My mouth… how?” she stammered.

“Ohhhhh, Sweeeeetie,” he moaned. “Put your lips around the top. Keep moving your hand. Don’t stop and don’t pull your mouth away until I’m finished.”
The tiny girl’s head bent forward, her warm lips slid over the thick head.

“Yessssss, Katrina,” Dave groaned. “That’s perfect. Keep moving your hand.” He could see the side of her precious face, her lips stretched wide over his shaft. Her small hand obediently sliding over his pole as his perverted orgasm approached.

“Sweeeeeetie,” the molester moaned, “I’m going to cum. Swallow it… be a big girl.” His cock jerked, gushing warm liquid into the tiny girl’s mouth.
Her soft tongue wiggled against the side of his shaft, forcing the thick goo from her overflowing cheeks to her throat.

“Ohhhh, yessss,” Dave groaned, filling her tummy for the first time. It was a feeling he never expected to feel again. “Such a big girl, Katrina,” he softly acknowledged, her lips obediently remaining on his shrinking cock.

Two minutes later, the little girl’s lips still pressed gently around the limp shaft. He knew she’d do anything he told her to do.
“Look at me Katrina,” he said, watching his flaccid cock slid from her innocent mouth. “How many times have you done that?” he asked, sincerely hoping it was her first time.

“Never!” she gasped. “I didn’t know girls did that.”
“Sweetie,” Dave said with a manipulative tone, “Only big girl do it. However, I’ve never had any girl, or woman, do it that good.”

A shy smile creased her innocent face. “Then… I didn’t… waste it? That was… good?”
“Honey,” Dave acknowledged, preparing her up for the next step, “I’d have guessed you’d done it bunches of time. I’m sure you’ve had men put their mouths on you… down there. Right?”

“I… don’t understand,” Katrina mumbled. “Men’s mouths? You mean,” she pointed between her legs, “down there?”
“Sure Sweetie,” Dave replied. “Men have helped you feel wonderful, haven’t they?”

“No one’s ever… done anything to me… down there!” she bashfully exclaimed.
“A beautiful girl like you,” he manipulatively gasped, “and no man has ever...? That’s just not right! Katrina,” he asserted. “Every little girl who is as pretty as you, has had a man’s mouth on her many times.”

Katrina looked into the nice man’s eyes. “No man has ever…” she sadly confirmed. “Maybe I’m not pretty enough.”

Dave grinned. The little one was so easy!
“Sweetie, if you don’t mind me being an old man,” he said with as much grandfatherly tenderness as he could fake, “I’d sure like to do it for you. After all, you helped me feel so good. I’d like to do that for you.”

Nodding nearly imperceptibly, she asked, “How do I….”
“It’s easy,” Dave quickly replied, not wanting to give her time to change her mind. “Just take off your clothes and climb onto the bed.”
“Naked?” she shyly asked.

“Yes, Sweetie. You’re beautiful. Please let me see you,” he confirmed, needing to see his tiny vulnerable victim.
Slowly dropping her school uniform onto the chair, her flat chest and hairless cunt quivered nervously before his eyes.

“Katrina,” he groaned, staring at her small compliant body, “I’ve never seen a prettier little girl. Climb onto the bed. Put your knees by my shoulders and your sweet bald special place over my mouth.”

“You want me to… be over your face?” she asked, confused by his strange instructions.
“That’s right honey,” he acknowledged, as she crawled over his chest.

Her knees slid up his arms, her virgin cunt only inches from his face.
“Lower honey. Put your pussy on my mouth, Katrina. I want to make you feel good.”

A moment later, the naïve little girl’s cunt lips pressed against the molester’s open mouth.
Dave slipped his tongue between her warm virgin folds, up to her sweet clit. His lips encircled her tiny opening as his tongue eagerly slid into her innocent hole.

“Daaaaaaaave,” Katrina groaned, having never experienced any sensation like this.

The man sucked, licked and probed her small untouched space as her hips immaturely wiggled over his face. Warm slick fluid covered the tip of his tongue as he pressed it a half inch into her quivering body.

“Whaaaaa… Nooooo… I’m going to peeeeeeeee,” she screamed.
Dave’s tongue flicked over her clit as his lower lips massaged her small opening. He knew what she was going to do. He wanted it… needed it.

“Ummmmmm,” Dave moaned, enjoying her innocent hips jerking over his mouth.
Katrina’s petite hands patted the top of his head as she groaned in ecstasy. Her pussy lips flexed against Dave’s mouth as her back curled forward, her hands holding the sides of his head.
A small trickle of hot liquid slid down Dave’s tongue.

For nearly three minutes the little girl sat, slowly relaxing over the man’s face.
Dave’s tongue fondled her sweet cunt lips and tiny clit, savoring her sweet nectar.

Sliding from over his face, she shyly asked, “Was that… supposed to happen?”
Smiling at her innocence, Dave nodded. “Sweetie, tomorrow I can show you more fun things… if you want.”
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[This story was suggested by Quadlife, a reader of my stories. THANKS for the idea]