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Published: 16-Jan-2012
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My stories may contain fictional depictions of consensual explicit sex between adult males, adult females, and underage females, ranging anywhere from 13-14 years old, down to about 4 years old. If this offends you, or if such works are illegal in your location, please stop reading now and delete this file from your computer. I do not advocate such relationships in real life, and these stories are works of fantasy only. No children were harmed in writing these stories.
She was wearing her school uniform, the red and black plaid skirt swirling around her long legs. She hated the pristine white button down blouse but not as much as she hated the way her tiny budding breasts pushed against it. Money was tight again this year and there was barely enough to cover tuition, let alone buying a uniform that actually fit. Her father made sure her tuition was paid but when it came to clothes, he was just like most men and didn't really notice.
Well, not most men anyway...her uncle Mike noticed everything about her. Right from the beginning, it seemed. He noticed her pretty hair, her shy smile and the way she craved attention. He knew his brother all too well, knew that he had very little time for his daughter. Mike sometimes thought little Katie was his for the taking.
From the time she was three, when she'd sit on his knee and watch cartoons with him, he knew that he just had to have this little girl. He slowly gained her trust, never touching her inappropriately until her fifth birthday. The party was going strong and the guest of honor was barely noticed when the liquor started flowing freely.
Daddy had other things on his mind than his five year old daughter. She watched him from her uncle's lap as he kissed the young girl in the corner of the room and whispered something in her ear to make her laugh. She missed her mother even more at that moment; she was barely cold in her grave. Little Katie enviously watched him making over this would be rival but Uncle Mike distracted her by rubbing her tiny thighs and whispering in her ear that she was his little princess. She relaxed there on his lap, her little legs fell apart and her red party dress pushed up a bit without anyone noticing.
She giggled softly and felt Uncle Mike's fingers dancing up the inside of her open thighs. It tickled and she squirmed there on his lap, never knowing that with each giggle and each movement that he was growing harder and harder under her. With one hand, he tickled under her arm...her ribcage heaving with each peal of laughter. His free hand was under her dress now where no one in the room would even notice as he whispered softly into her ear, "I love you little girl"....his fingers inching their way to her tiny white cotton panties.
Back to the present, Katie was reminiscing of the days when her uncle would pleasure her and bring about strange feelings from deep inside her. She longed for him today but knew she had to be in school soon. The argument she'd had with daddy over a sleepover with her friend stayed fresh in her mind and brought new tears to her eyes. She hated him sometimes when he didn't approve of her friends! Tameka was the only non-white friend she had and daddy wouldn't give in; wouldn't let her spend the night with "those kind of people"! The icing on the cake this morning was when he announced that he was marrying the latest girlfriend even though she hated Katie. She needed someone...to talk to...someone who understood her and loved her. She needed Uncle Mike to hold her close. As she approached his brownstone apartment building, she thought to herself 'just a minute or two, to say hello...and I'll be on my way'....her finger lingering over the doorbell. She used her free hand to smooth her too small blouse and run her fingers over her puffy breasts. Her nipples always seem to harden whenever she thought of Uncle Mike and today wasn't any different.
He answered on the first ring and smiled down at her standing there. "Come in little girl" he beckoned, making way for her to move past him but only enough that she had to squeeze against him. She knew the drill...moving her hand down to her side and making sure she brushed his cock as she entered the foyer, then turning with her back to him so her round little ass pressed into him. His usual morning garb was his warm bathrobe, tied with a belt...nothing whatsoever underneath. As always, the brush of her hand and her ass gave him a raging hard on immediately. He closed the door softly behind them and smiled again, his eyes taking in her blossoming little body. He bent to kiss the top of her head and caressed her cheek lovingly. "And to what do I owe this visit, baby girl?"
Before she could even speak, the tears formed in her eyes again and one overflowed down her cheek and landed on her white uniform blouse. As the tearstained blouse became transparent over her right breast, he took her in his arms and held her close. He never spoke a word; let her have her cry as the sobs welled up in her chest. He held her tight and felt his arousal even through her apparent distress. This was the same reaction he had felt for five years now, every time he was near her. He waited a few minutes until the heartbreaking sobs seemed to lessen and he gently pulled her chin up. He pressed one feather light kiss on her swollen lips; then kissed away her tears. As he tasted the saltiness with his tongue, he moved his right hand up and down her back. The act had a calming effect on her, as he knew it would, and was quite erotic to him. His left hand made its way to the wet spot over her right breast and he circled his middle finger around the damp material as he kissed her again. He found that her tiny nipple had grown erect and he wondered if he had caused this reaction so quickly or if she still got hard when she anticipated their playtimes. He pressed his tongue between her lips. She moaned softly, wanting to feel this love...wanting to feel the way only he could make her feel at ten years of age.
He felt her relax and press herself against him. His member hardened instantly and he kissed her deeply while his finger traced circles around her nipple. He moved his right hand down to the hem of her little skirt and slowly worked his hand under it until he could cup her ass cheek with his large hand. He gave it a gentle squeeze and pulled her into his cock. He heard her soft purring and he moved his hand to the edge of her panties, pushing his fingers under the leg from the side....slowly moving his fingers around to the front until they came in contact with her swollen pussy lips. He lowered his head to kiss her softly on the lips and used the back of his finger to arouse her. His tongue pushed against hers and he turned his finger just a bit until it slid up her little slit. She moaned into his mouth and he slipped his finger just barely inside her swollen pussy. Kissing her harder now, he pushed in a little further then curved it forward to find her tiny g spot. She gasped and hungrily kissed him. He worked his finger there and kissed her deeply knowing she's his again this morning.
Her eyes are closed and she remembered that first time...on her fifth birthday...when he pushed his fingers inside her like this. Her daddy never noticed, never cared...never saw her sitting there on Uncle Mike's lap with his hand hidden under her dress. She remembered the way it felt, just like it felt now...except that when she was five her tiny little cunny was much tighter. Her birthday party went on all around her that day and no one noticed that Uncle Mike was taking her cherry with his long finger. She remembered the first sting of pain but he kissed her neck and whispered in her ear that he loved his little baby girl and all was well.
Today Uncle Mike knelt down in the foyer, on her level, reached under her school skirt and pulled her panties down. He looked up at her lovingly as her panties formed a white pool around her ankles. He pushed her gently against the wall, pulling her skirt up around her tiny waist. His mouth moved down over her smooth white tummy, down to her swollen lips, kissing...licking...tasting...as he found the delicate button he was searching for. He was oblivious to the previous sobs that brought her to him today; ignorant of anything other than she needed him, wanted him. He reasoned that she came to him of her own free will and only he could pleasure her as she wanted to be pleasured. His tongue found its mark and he flicked her tiny bud with it, emitting a soft purr from deep in her throat. Her little fingers entwined in his hair and he sucked gently at her magic button until she was squirming against his face, pulling him into her puffy pussy.
He held her tiny waist and pulled her to him. His tongue moved in circles first, then flicked again and finally he pushed his mouth over her hardened babyclitty. He sucked like he's never sucked before, knowing she'll cum for him almost instantly! She doesn't disappoint him; her orgasm builds and she explodes in his mouth as she clenches a fistful of his hair. He drinks down her young pussyjuices and lovingly caresses her tiny ass. Her soft moans make his cock rock hard and he pulls himself up off the floor, lifts her into his arms and carries her to his bed. He needs to feel her tiny body under him. He slowly unzips her skirt and smiles down at her as she lifts her tiny ass from the bed to allow him to pull it off. "I love you baby girl" he whispers softly. She smiles her innocent smile and he opens her little legs, kneels between them on the bed. He leans over her and unbuttons her uniform blouse, revealing her puffy little breasts. He watches as her nipples harden under his touch and he brushes them with his fingertips. He hears her catch her breath and he moves his lips down over her left nipple. He swirls his tongue around it and sucks in his breath as he hovers just above it....fire and ice...that fine line between erotic heat and a cooling sensation from his mouth as the air around her nipple cools.
She lifts herself from the bed long enough for him to pull her blouse over her shoulders and watches him give it a toss, smiling down at her. She's wearing only her little white knee socks now and the black Mary Jane's that are a strict part of her school uniform. Uncle Mike held himself over her with one arm and with his free hand he massaged his aching cock...there...at the entrance to her virgin pussy. He rubbed it up and down her tiny slit, knowing her juices were flowing from her recent orgasm. His cockhead was slick and purple from stroking it and he looked down to see the drops of precum oozing out of his tiny slit. He pushed his cock down there...on her hot little cunny....and pressed it up and down, inside only a fraction of an inch... then upward with a gentle pressure as her lips opened for him. He looked down, saw what he was trying to accomplish...her babyclitty was protruding as he knew it would. It was swollen and only the size of a small pea but she was ready for him.
He wanted to watch her cum for him as he masturbated, using her pea sized clit to get him off. He held his swollen cock in his one hand and brushed it up and down...up and down...rubbing her little clitty with each stroke until he saw the glassy look in her eyes. He knew she was going to cum by the way she held her breath and it was like the world was standing still for this one orgasm! He felt her body tense, then let go as her throaty moan escaped her lips. "Ohhhhhhhhhh" she moaned...pressing her hips upward, wanting more...needing to feel his hardness there! He kept up the rhythm and within seconds he felt her tiny body shudder with another orgasm. He could barely hold back at this point and when she reached down to grab his cock, he almost lost it. The feel of her tiny hands on him was almost too much. He stroked it on her babyclitty a bit faster and she whispered a soft 'I love you' to him just as his semen spurted forth. He didn't pull back, didn't want to pull back...as it spurted directly into her tiny slit. He groaned in orgasmic pleasure and pumped his cock over her pussy, her flat little belly and up over those puffy little breasts.
Katie lay there, breathless...as he milked the last drop from his cock and smiling sweetly at his baby girl. "I love you little one" he whispered into her ear as he leaned over her nude body. His cock never seemed to grow limp after their little playtime and today was no different. He wanted more...but he knew he couldn't risk her being late for school. "Come with me, baby girl," he beckoned as he pulled her up from the bed. He walked her into the bathroom where he gently washed all the outer evidence from her body. He knew as she sat in her fourth grade classroom, she'd be able to feel his cum oozing into her panties along with her own. The thought of that made his erection twitch but he knew he had to dress her soon or she'd miss the day completely!
He walked hand in hand with her back to his bedroom, where he lovingly dressed her. He kissed her body as he covered it with each piece of clothing but left her tiny panties until last. He wanted to taste their sweet juices on her pussy before he covered it. He knelt down as she stepped into her panties. "Hold up your skirt baby girl" he whispered. She held it around her waist and before he pulled them up to cover her, he used his tongue to delve into her tight little slit. He pushed it up... up...up...until he found her hard button again and gave it a gentle tug with his lips. His tongue pushed just past her puffy lips to taste of her sweet nectar blended with his jism. He moaned softly as she steadied herself with her hands on his head and sucked gently.
He stood, bent over...pulling her panties the rest of the way up and pulled her skirt down over her panty clad pussy. "I love you sweetheart" was all he had to say to make her his once again. Katie smiled lovingly at her favorite uncle and quietly walked down the hallway, never turning back. He heard the door open and close behind her and knew this was their continuing secret. God how he loved her! One day, when she was ready, he'd truly make her his in all ways but until then, he was happy to pleasure her like today. Never mind the fact that he got his rocks off too! He chuckled to himself and licked her juices from his lips as he dressed.
Philip Spencer
Oldman1952
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