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Tony has a lot of fun with his 1-year-old when his journalist wife goes out of town. She's oblivious to the story unfolding at home. He hops on a dark web camming sites, ChaturBABYbate, and commits the sickest of things with his daddy-loving tot. Certain parts of the world mark consent at 16; ironically, his daughter was 16 months of age. Late to parenthood, Tony was pushing 40.
On this particular night, the moment his wife was out that door, he plopped little Brianna on his gaming chair (dubbed by a day-one fan in chat as his "grooming chair") stark naked and started the stream. Tony wore only boxers, springing his stiff, daughter-destroyer dick out of them and forcing her suckle on his tip. Chat always loved a blunt, to-the-point opening. Quite the image. The comments and monetary tips came flooding in, per usual. Tony kept his side-hustle income a secret from his reporter wife and the IRS. Who knew that "sex trafficking" or "sex work" would raise questions?!
Chat lit up with messages of encouragement, every fucker watching surely jacking it hard. Comments like:
GIVE THAT BITCH HER MILK
SHE'S MISSED HER DADDY
DADDY'S DUMMY TASTES BEST
WISH MY HUBBY DID THIS
Tony didn't see any of their messages, much too fixated on his precious girl. He had a plan in mind for tonight. She was soothed and nurtured on just his bulbous head for the time being, her gums and baby teeth faint with remnants of pre-cum. Boy, did she feel fantastic. He always hid his erection when the thirsty bitch suckled on her mommy's tits.
Tony laid his obedient angel belly-down on the chair to give viewers a glimpse of her puny yet chubby ass. He squeezed and kneaded it, then gave it a few whacks with his concrete-hard erection. Brianna cooed and giggled with each embracing tap of his cock, eliciting louder and louder groans from her deviant daddy. The man was burdened with staving off his orgasm and lathering her sweet booty with Daddy's thick seed treat.
As if playing porn in reverse, Tony then grabbed a baby romper which laid on the computer desk. It was angelically white and a size or two down from her already impish figure, proving snug when it took some time and effort to put on the 1-year-old's. Luckily for Tony and the viewers, Brianna was exceedingly short for her age, thus the onesie still fit, taut against her wonderful pot belly in particular. You could just make out her mound. Newly kitted up, Brianna was moved and stationed with her elbows on the closest arm-rest to Tony, with his meat pistoned at her mouth. He towered over her so well. Next, he zoomed in the camera for a mid-shot on the money-maker, his face and complete upper half now off-camera, all of Baby Bri in shot. Without so much as a warning, the proud paedophile thrust forward and forced his dark web whore to deepthroat him. Brianna coughed and choked on the oversized mouthful, blinking awkwardly and out of synch as her father proceeded to face-fuck her, void of compassion. Why be delicate when a gorgeous toddler needed her fix of abuse?
Soon enough, just as Tony anticipated and intended, Brianna began to wet herself. Copiously. Her feeble brain and body were overwhelmed, causing her bladder to give out. Tony face-fucked her for a mere minute in total and holy shit, there are few better feelings in the world for him. He picked her up and brought her close to the webcam, a foot or two away from its lens, her dripping crotch on full display – the barely-visible mound in her snug onesie was now a fully-formed cameltoe!!! Chat donations of bitcoin came through in a flurry. The messier the tot, the faster the fapping and happier the customers. Tony got down on his knees, holding Brianna almost Mufasa-style, then slammed her into his face to quench on her soaked cute crotch. Indulging on baby piss is a past-time he grew more fond of with each taste, obsessively so. In a frenzied state, ruled by his toddler's intoxicating golden nectar, he unbuttoned the onsie flap to feast on her cunny, plunging his tongue inside her miniature hole.
Tony got drunk on his rugrat, cock as rigid as diamond and seeping sick-fuck pre-cum. He gave Brianna oral for a good five minutes, switching between mindless aggression and tender care with soft blows and kisses. Chat loved how he mixed it up. His adoration for the 16-month-old was clear...(ly outweighed by lust!).
Tony set her down and readjusted the camera to the wider shot again, then plonked himself on the faux-leather gaming chair and stroking his absurdly bulging hard-on for all to see. Brianna got to her feet and raised her arms as she toddled to her masturbating daddy, hands opening and closing.
"Climb up and get it, you little slut," Tony groaned, eye-fucking her with incredulous and incestuous intent. "Come on, you can do it." With all her might, Brianna dug her elbows into the space of the chair between her father's knees and lifted up onto the seat, then clawed onto his hairy thighs. Tony grabbed a tube from a well-hidden pouch underneath the chair, uncapped it, and squeezed an ample amount of lube over his erection just as the temptress tot latched her tiny mittens around his meat.
Only once before had he streamed actual penile penetration, and it went horribly. Lasted all of 10 seconds, over before it really began, barely piercing her immature pisser, and led to some immediate bleeding. Brianna hadn't even celebrated her first birthday. Fortunately there was an experienced paediatrician in the audience of deplorables, who talked Tony through treatment and covering it up from a would-be mortified wife and mother. He'd been warming his baby girl up over the ensuing months with pens, markers, baby bottle lid teats, her pacifiers, and his fingers. Dildos of gradually increasing sizes were introduced, and she even took her mommy's toys. Deflowered and sodomised for the gain of the man whose DNA coursed through her veins. He longed for his seed to course through her loins and eventually abort their child in her teenage years.
Still, he hadn't prodded her with his own appendage until this... This... special occasion. The debut of their daddy-daughter affair would be legendary, like if King Kong went ballistic and raped Naomi Watts. Brianna played with his engorged meat plenty of times before and knew exactly what shot out of it, but the babbling baby had no clue it was commissioned to sink deep inside of her on this fateful rendezvous.
The tot jerked her daddy's dick up and down in-time with him, slightly thrown off by the slimey, slippery lubricant coating it. Tony grabbed his precious cum-dumpster from under her armpits, lifting her up so the tip of his bubbling volcano cock brushed her juicy, glistening cunny lips.
CP enthusiasts watching on from their ChaturBABYbate browsers had mouths agasp, surely, as the live scene unfolded. The mushroom head of Tony's literally pulsating penis disappeared in the folds of sweet, 16-month-old toddler-pussy. It wasn't the best of angles, considering the positioning of the camera, lack of close-up, and Brianna's tiny body (still clothed with snug onesie, opened at the changingflap) hiding the penetration, but the sentiment meant everything! Tony's lubed hard-on was slowly but surely enveloped into his angel.
"Oh, Bri-Bri!" he bellowed, before letting out his most primal and guttural. Baby Brianna threw her head to the side, squealing, allowing the lurkers and proud jerks to see her scrunched-up face react. "BRI-BRI! Oh, FUCK, baby! That's MY BABY GIRL!"
She shouldn't be able to take him like this. A toddler unable to form sentences somehow swallowing an adult cock like this? No. Even lube has its limitations. And can you actually permanently stretch a growing baby's orifices? A thing of fiction!
Chat lit up with praise and encouragement to go harder. Many declared they had busted a nut, some going back in for round two.
Brianna now had her daddy's "thingy" lodged halfway up her, both of them instinctively moving about. She squirmed while he shook, each rivet of her super-tight walls hitting his sensitive tip anew, until he met the end of the road in her cervix. Now was the time to ragdoll her. Tony swivelled his rotating chair 90 degrees to the right so they were side-on to the camera. Their size disparity from this perspective was at its truest yet most exaggerated. Here, you had this medium-built middle-aged man completely towering his dainty, diminutive, 1-year-old glorified fleshlight! With his hands easily encased around her tiny chest, Tony stroked her up and down on his rod with reckless abandon. He grunted and heaved animalistically, bouncing his baby bitch up and down faster and more harsher with each passing second. The guy needed to unload in his sweetheart's guts. Brianna's squeals morphed into whimpers, elevating to cries and wails just as her paedo daddy bottomed out and came.
It was unlike anything he'd ever felt. Vision didn't just blur, it went completely, his obnoxiously swollen balls proverbially ascended to the heavens, the widest vein his shaft just about burst with the ferocity of jizz erupting, and baby Bri's hurt eyes made him throb twice as hard. Tony kept his cock buried deep in the trenches of her irresistible cunny like a dog with its knot stuck inside a bitch (female dog or wonderfully disturbed canine lover). He studied her sweaty, flushed face in all its worries and it kept him at full mast. Usually you'll start going flaccid shortly after completion if there's nothing to keep you excited, but everything about his Bri-Bri made Tony feel astronomically aroused and deeply unfatherly thoughts.
"How was that?" He turned to the camera with a shit-eating grin, hand going under her onesie to caress her butt. This was the springboard to him being the biggest kiddy-fucking streamer on the dark web, as time would tell. Chat was going off, incomprehensibly satisfied with the blossoming relationship of a creampied baby girl saddling her daddy's dick. "I can't read what you guys are saying from here, but I can't let her other hole go to waste."
Tony disrobed Brianna of her taut, undersized one-piece, all while still stationed--nay, MOUNTED--on his cock, her stubby legs beguiling and her pretty lil feet planted firmly on his hipbone.
"Check her out." Tony twisted his pros-tot-tute around on his lube-lathered hard-on until her back faced him. He spread her pin-sized pooper open with his thumb and index finger, licking his lips, with half a mind to start thrusting his hips up and down to rape her cunny again. But alas, he withdrew from the confines of her vice-like vagina and instead made the little ho nurse on his cock-head again. Brianna comforted herself on the familiar shape and (crudely 'off') taste of his tip, metallic in flavour, freshly laced with specks of her blood imperceptible to the webcam, though two very distinct and stark streaks trailing down his shaft. Aww, poor goo-goo ga-ga bleeder. 💔😈
Tony dowsed his pointer finger in lube and wriggled it inside his darling's backdoor.
"You've got to sodomise them young, before they can blab about it." He said matter-of-factly, as if conducting a course or experiment to pupils, worming his digit up to his knuckle in baby-girl ass. "I don't spank Bri when she's loud or naughty. Never will. I fill her with daddy's cum for being well-behaved." With that, Tony swiftly finger-banged his sweet fuck-doll at a decent pace and laid his other hand on the back of her toddler head and thin, whispy hair, jamming down for her to swallow more of his raging boner and spring back up, all in pretty much the blink of an eye. Again, he pushed down and let her head bob up quickly. Goddamn it was satisfying, forcibly spreading her grossly undersized lips, gums, teeth, and tonsils to accommodate him. "Sweet 16 months!" the dark web father of the year muttered.
So went on this throat-fucking, Brianna's baby drool flooding forth and pooling on the roots of her dadda's trimmed pubic hair. She did zilch in terms of protest. That's because the brainwashed blowjob baby knew her place and adhered to training. Tony's palm continued to press down and she bounced back up, reflexively – precisely how this particular game was played. And her rectum squeezed tightly around his busy finger with each violating thrust of her oesophagus. Tony rued the day of properly using this most forbidden hole for anal creampie purposes. He'd probed her with the teat on a bottle of baby formula just last week and squeezed the warm milk inside, which trickled out beautifully.
The tot-mad father got to his feet, Baby Brianna now upside-down and chugging away. She stayed attached to him in two outta three holes as he shuffled to the desk for a prime view. Tony didn't hold back from mercilessly pounding her mouth. He took his finger out of her ass to concentrate on the ultimate face-fucking. Shit was crazy. The sheer size difference again shone through; how this obscenely, unbelievably tiny human fleshlight was pulverised... truly astonishing.
Geared up to shoot another load, Tony went full psycho mode. Bri's ill-prepared throat took him deeper and faster, her baby hands and feet flying about wildly as the jack-hammering rivalled the meanness and intensity of any hardcore porn scene. This was their version of Cody Lane in The Blue Room.
Her screeching cries were easy to miss, shut out by the constant filling of her vocal pipes. Little Miss Muffled wasn't objectified to this degree in the past. (Fun fact: blowing in your 16-month-old's cunny for the first time changes a man and negates post-nut clarity guilt!) Only when Tony pull out of her gob to spew cum on Baby Bri's was her wailing recognised and free to reverberate through the large room. Thick, remorseless ropes of dadda's white sludge lashed her red, mightily upset face – lips, open mouth and gums, nose, forehead, tightly-closed eyes, chin, cheeks, everything. He fucking drenched the whore. Dangled her by the ankles to showcase her splotchy, glazed face right up to the webcam, too. Brianna's crying subsided to sniffles.
GirlyGroomer requested a private show. They knew him well; an OG fan. Tony often went one-on-one with GirlyGroomer (real name Lance) after the money shot, largely for Bri's sake since she recognised him by his distinct, veiny penis and deep voice. He was a Teletubby or Wiggle to her. They hopped on for a minute-long show to watch him fap to completion. Bri stared in wonderment at the angled crotch shot and always flinched with how his cum projectiled right at the screen; he could hit the camera first time, every time, which she adored and clapped for. Lance's wad and lewd utterances were exaggerated tonight courtesy of the extra-special virginity-breaking show and engulfing plastered facial of Baby Bri.
Tony and Lance would later text chat to discuss him paying a personal visit for a hook-up, finally. Was it risky of Tony? Maybe, because although not a complete stranger, who knows what a paedo colleague would or could do to your vulnerable angel. To hell with what-ifs. He could've chickened out of slamming his gorgeous girly's baby-cunt tonight and missed that next-level pleasure. Lance was like a second father to cock-crazed Brianna; a friend, fan, and devotee. The idea of spit-roasting her ranked foremost on both men's bucket lists. Tony's thought pattern: Rent out a hotel and use her baby body until it breaks! Next month his wife was out of town on a week-long assignment. Maybe the paediatric specialist in his chat could fly in, too, taking part in the debauchery and meeicslly treating any injuries they inflict on the tiny sex-doll.