The first time I molested Sarah was about three weeks ago. That time, I just sort of copped a feel, felt her little pussy through her under shorts while she was sitting on my lap, but things have developed further and now we do it (that's what she calls it, "Do you want to DO IT?"), oh, at least once a day and often three or more.

First, let me describe her. She's three years old-three and a half because her birthday is in July. She's just over three feet tall and not yet 30 pounds. That makes her skinnier than normal, she has a really light frame, when you pick her up, she feels like a bird. She has yellow hair, very yellow, the color of post-it notes. Her hair is long, reaching almost to her waist, and very unruly. Combing it out after a shower (something we do together a lot) is a struggle, usually accompanied by tears on her part and frustration on mine, but she absolutely won't let me have it cut.

Her face is oval with a domed forehead and dark, thick eyebrows. Her eyes are dark brown, they are large and turn down at the outside. Her mouth is kind of small but her lips pucker out a lot and are thick. She has those straight little teeth with the gaps between them which are so cute in kids before they start loosing them.

I guess her body is fairly normal for a skinny three year old, her nipples are tiny bumps surrounded by areolas which are about the size of the top of a double A battery. In fact, that's a pretty good description of their shape and size. They are just a couple of shades darker than her skin, which is pretty fair but she tans beautifully. Her arms are so thin that I can wrap my thumb and pointer finger around them above her elbow (that's not as bad as it sounds, I'm a pretty big, 5'11, 190, and I have large hands). Her ribs are clear but don't protrude. Her belly button hasn't decided to be an "inny" or an "outy" yet. Her thighs are about as big around as my forearms, maybe the diameter of a normal coffee mug and, between them is her lovely slit. Her pussy lips don't really push out much, they are thin down between her legs, but because of this, the hood over her clit is usually visible, a little line of pink flesh peaking out. When she's turned on, it gets red and pushes out more.

Well, enough for the description, your imagination will have to fill in the details except to add the her skin is mostly clear but for a small mole about an inch below and to the outside of her right nipple, two more orbiting her naval and one just to the right of her slit. All of these are pin-head size, but they are dark, almost black. Oh yes, there is also a large brown mole on her left ass cheek, dead center on her beautifully rounded orb.

Now, let me tell you about the first time we really "did it."

We were sitting on the sofa watching Sesame Street. Sarah was on my lap and I was painfully aware of her. As she squirmed around, my cock just got more and more sensitive, growing under her light ass. I was getting quite turned on, just feeling her against me-you know, that tight feeling in your gut, a little light headed, a bit of a lump in your throat, all the while, your dick is half inflated, a firm lump in your pants.

She was wearing a pink collarless knit shirt with cowl sleeves. There are white decorative threads creating a lacey pattern in the hem of the sleeves and around the neck. Also, a embroidered white flower, a daisy, is over the left breast. She had on faded blue denim pants, the type that have elastic completely around the waist and seem kind of thick when they are so small, and on such a small person.

I had started with one of my arms around her torso, my hand on her stomach and side, and my right hand on her thigh, near her knee. Over a few minutes, I moved my hand up, petting her thigh, then started moving my finger up and down in her crotch. Of course, all I could feel was the fabric and the stiff thickness of the seam. Sarah started to push her shoulders against me and straightened out her legs some. She squirmed a little, relaxing, craning up to look over her left shoulder at me. I kissed her lips gently, she turned back to the TV. She was breathing a little deeper.

"Why are you doing that?" she asked.

"Because it feels good." I paused, "Do you like it?"

"I guess so."

I continued stroking her little pussy for a little while longer as she relaxed more and started breathing along with my movements. I looked down at her face, she had her eyes half closed, her mouth open. With my free hand, I hugged her a little tighter, feeling her ribs moving with her breath.

"It would feel better if I put my hand underneath," I said.

She didn't say anything, just squirmed her ass a little against my straining cock. I pulled my hand back and tried to push it under the waistband of her pants but the elastic was too tight for this to be comfortable for her. I unsnapped the waist, then moved my hand down again, feeling her panties and just the top of her slit through the thin cotton, but still, it was too tight. Again, I pulled back and started working the zipper down, holding the waistband with my other hand. The clothes loosened and, with my next try, I slid my hand down under her panties and felt the wonderful soft skin of her pussy. I ran my finger along her slit-she caught her breath and stiffened, not having an orgasm but suddenly a little scared.

I held still, and she slowly relaxed, getting used to the feeling of my fingers on her most private parts. I started flexing my finger, not sliding it, just pushing gently and moving it a little from side to side. She sighed and relaxed against me more, then pushed he legs a little farther apart, one of her legs now falling down outside my thigh. This had the effect of making the fabric in her crotch tighter, keeping me from moving my finger up and down her slit.

I kept flexing my finger and she started to hump a little with my movements. A small sigh escaped her. "It would be better if we took your pants off."She didn't say anything so, after another few moments of massaging her slit, I pulled my hand back and, now with both of my hands, pulled on the fabric over her hips, trying to work her pants down.

"Lift up some, honey."

She straightened, digging her head into my collar bone and I started making progress, sliding the tight jeans down over her hips. Her panties started to go with them and she grabbed them, holding the waistband of the white cotton bikini's (with little blue bears) and keeping them on. The jeans bunched up at her knees, so I leaned forward and pulled on the cuffs, working them over her cute little feet, and pulled the pants free.

Now, with the break, I hand to take a few steps back and sort of start again, it would not due to just push my hand down her panties, this would offend her. So, I hugged her and nuzzled her hair, kissing the top of her ear.

"I love you, Sarah," I said. "You're a very pretty little girl."

"I love you too, Uncle Ted," she said.

"I'm so glad you've come to spend the summer with me, honey."

My sister is, in fact, a crack head and had been ordered into a residential rehab program.

She didn't say anything, the television had caught her attention again. So, I started rubbing her bare thighs again and the whole process was repeated, except that, this time, I could feel her little slit through the panties. My cock was just crying out for attention and my balls were aching.

Now, when I ran my hand under the waistband, I could easily slide my finger along her slit, it had become nicely slick. Again, Sarah was laying back, eyes closed, mouth panting, but this time she had both of her legs outside mine.

I wagged my fingertip from side to side and opened the tiny inner lips to her vagina, then pushed just a little bit in until I felt the thin barrier of her cherry. I didn't press it, that would come in time. Then, Sarah put her hand on top of mine and started pushing it back and forth, guiding my movements. She also started humping to meet my finger when she pushed my finger down against her slit. She made a little mewing noise as she held my finger against her and, humping against it, wiggled her hips from side to side. She did this three or four times in succession, just a couple of seconds each time as she had a little pre-schooler orgasm. Then she relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

"Did that feel good, honey," I asked as I pulled my hand out of her panties.

"Yeah?" she said, not sounding quite certain what I was talking about.

I smelled my finger, it just had a little bit of a musk. I desperately needed release, so I lifted her off my lap and went into the bathroom. After just a few strokes, sitting on the commode, I blew my load, some splashing onto the floor, some landing in my pants around my ankles but most running down and over my hand.

It was that evening that I really got to "do IT" again. I was sitting, again watching TV, wearing boxers and nothing else. Sarah came padding out of her bedroom, naked as she usually spent most evenings after a bath. I patted my lap and she climbed into it. This time, I hugged her and kissed her head as she settled in, my cock against her ass crack, separated by just the light fabric. I ran my hands up and down her sides and thighs but quickly settled my hand in her crotch, fingering her slit.

"Are you going to do that again?" she asked.

My voice was husky, "If you want." I kept fingering her and I felt her start to relax.

In a small voice, she said, "Well, ok. If you want to."

It wasn't long, again, until she was shivering with an orgasm, this time her slit got real slick and she broke out in a sweat.

After she had calmed down, I asked her, "Did you like that?"

"Yeah."

My cock was hard against her, pushing down the leg of my boxers and along the back of her right thigh. "Would you make me feel good like that?"

"Oh kaayyy?" she said with a sort of questioning expression.

I lifted her off my lap, setting her on the sofa next to me, then I pulled my boxers off, my dick springing free. She looked at it with some surprise.

"Why's it big like that?"

She had seen me naked many times, but never like this.

"That's so you can make me feel really good." I said. She was kneeling next to me and I took her hands and wrapped them around my member. My heart was pounding. "Rub up and down it like this," I moved her hands along the shaft. She just took over. I put one of my hands on the arm of the sofa, with my other I petted her back.

"That's very good, dear. That feels real good." I wanted so much to just push her little head down, but I knew that would have to wait. "Go a little faster, now dear."

I could feel my blood pounding in my ears. "Some white stuff's goin'a come out, you just keep on rubbing like that, honey," I said.

She shifted her weight, lifting up some but kept on stroking me. My jez was boiling behind my balls. "Faster, honey, up near the top." I was loosing control, humping to meet her little hands, I know I said "oh God" under my breath.

"Oh, honey," I warned her, "here it comes."

She moved even faster, I was shaking, my legs straight. She made a sharp intake of breath when my first shot flew out, arching up, then plopping down on my belly. "Keep rubbing" I sort of gasped as more of my semen pumped out and ran down over her hands and my dick. I was panting hard and slowly sank down onto the sofa as it passed. I put my hand on hers, "Oh God, honey, that was wonderful."

She inspected her cum covered hands, bits of my slime stringing between her fingers. "Oouuww, That's goooooy!" she said.

I took her hands and started wiping my cum off them with my discarded boxers. Then I wiped it off my dick and stomach. "Oh, but you made me feel so good," I said. Then after dropping the shorts on the floor, I pulled her against me and kissed her.

I really didn't think about it, but I pushed my tongue into her mouth. With a squeak, she pulled back, then started laughing, "You're so silly, Uncle Ted!"

I giggled back, then, putting my hand on the back of her head, kissed her again, again giving her some tongue. This time, she met mine but she thought it was a game and kept giggling. I gave up and we went back to watching TV.

About an hour later, after root beer floats for desert, it was time for bed. We went together to the bathroom and I brushed my teeth while she tinkled in the toilet. Then she watched me pee while she brushed. When we were both done, we went to her bedroom and she started opening her dresser to get a nightie. Of course, there was no way I was planning to sleep alone that night, I was just keeping up the routine.

"Why don't you sleep with me tonight, hon?" I asked.

She looked up, "Sure!"

"Ok, come on." I headed for the door.

"Let me get my nightie."

"You know I sleep naked," I said.

This stopped her for a moment as she thought. "Ok."

We climbed into my bed, but I didn't turn off the lamp. She was laying on her back, I was next to her in my side. My cock was already getting hard against her leg. I leaned down and kissed her on the lips, she kissed me back. Then I slipped her some tongue and she started giggling again, "You stuck your tongue in my mouth!"

I laughed a little too, "Don't you like it?"

"Why do you do that?"

"Because it's sexy." I leaned down and kissed her again, this time she met my tongue with hers. Then I moved my hand down from her side and started fingering her again.

"You want to do THAT again?" she asked.

I slid my finger along her slit and she closed her eyes.

Let me tell you about frenching this lovely three year old. First, realize that her mouth is very small and her lips, although thick for her size, are still small. When she has her mouth open, it's still like kissing an adult with a friendly pucker. Her tongue is also small, it feels like just the tip of a woman's tongue, slipping against the tip of yours. It is also soft and smooth. When you french a little one like this, you can't really open your mouth because you could completely cover the bottom half of their face. So, gentle and restrained is the order of the day, but the rewards are-well, it is just soooo sexy. I thought I'd die when she reached up and I felt her little hand on the back of my neck, the feeling was just pure euphoria. She made a little sigh when she did this.

As I ran my finger along her pussy, feeling the bebe-sized clit and the beginning of some wetness, she began to push up to meet me. She also started to breath a little harder through her nose. I broke our kiss. She looked up and me, her eyes dark, her lips parted. I leaned back down and kissed her forehead, then her chin. She giggled when I kissed one of her nipples but I didn't give her the chance when I kissed the other because, as I did, I also probed the entrance to her baby womb and she let out a short squeak of pleasure and pain.

I climbed up onto my knees and moved around, spreading her knees and kneeling between her legs. "What are you going to do?" she asked, a little scared.

"Something you'll love," I replied.

Then I leaned down and ran my tongue along her tiny slit. At first, she stiffened and giggled, "That tickles!" She lifted one of her leg up, her knee hitting my shoulder as she rolled slightly to the side and pushed on my head.

"Relax honey, you're really going to like this," I said as I pushed her leg back down, gently holding her knees down. I bent back down and again ran my tongue along her three year old slit. She threw her head back and sort of shivered, wiggling her legs, more in nervousness than in feeling. I continued running my tongue up and down her, tasted a slight taste of musk and smelling a very light smell of piss. The combination was intoxicating.

After about a minute, she started to relax, then a little while later, she was looking down at me and beginning to breathe harder. I let her lift her legs and bend her knees, spreading her hips wider. I moved the tip of my tongue in a circle around her clit, then pushed it into the opening down lower. She groaned and pushed her pelvis up against my mouth. There was a little rush of musky moisture in her slit. I cupped my mouth completely around the mons, the tendons in the corners of my mouth. I sucked slightly and ran my tongue up and down. This brought her to the edge and, when I flicked her clit with the tip, she was rocked, humping hard into my face and groaning, breaking out into a sweat. Then, she really got off. Her whole little body convulsed and she arched her back, lifting herself with her legs and her shoulders, shoving her tiny little pussy hard into my face. With this, she cried out a loud "OOOHHhhhh!!!" There was a rush of baby-girl pussy juices. Then she fell back on the mattress, but, with just a couple more swipes of my tongue along her slit, it happened again. This time, her orgasm must have lasted for a good 30 seconds before she shank back, breathing hard, covered with sweat. She pushed me away from her puss and rolled onto her side in the fetal position, still panting. I lay down, wrapping around her but, this time, I pushed my cock between her legs and out the front. Then, as her breath calmed, I moved her hands and wrapped them around my dick head.

I started to hump, the feeling of the soft skin on her inner thighs and her little hands was great. I pulled her hands up so the top of my dick was rubbing along the wet of her slit and she was holding the head against her upper stomach, rubbing it along the skin above her belly button and below her ribs. It was like having a ball of little girl on the end of your dick and I built fast. She held me tight, squeezing down on my dickhead and squeezing the shaft between her legs. I held her knees under her chin with one hand and pressed her hands and my cock against her abdomen with the other. With a couple of hard thrusts, I blew my load into the little girl ball, sliming up her stomach and chest as I grunted and shoved.

"That stuff is so gooy," she said after we hand rolled apart and she was laying on her back, wiping it with her hand. I used a corner of the sheets to wipe the remainder off her, the cuddled her.

"Oh, but you make me feel so good."

"Well, that's ok, Uncle Ted."

Then we lay together and I kissed her goodnight. I turned off the light and we went to sleep. In the night, when I got up to take a piss, I admired her form. Since little ones sleep so soundly, I decided to have some fun, so I pulled out my camera and took some pictures. In one, she's laying on her back, her legs spread, one hand on her hip, the other above her head. I spread her legs wide and got some great pictures of her little pussy, then rolled her over and got some of her back side and ass. Then I climbed in with her and cuddled around my three year old slut-love.

I slept like a baby that night, maybe as well as the lovely baby that had my cock laying across her hip. But, this little girl was to provide me with a wonderful surprise come morning. Of course, I woke up with a hard on, but the really nice thing was that Sarah found it before I did. I was very pleasantly surprised to wake up when I felt her little hands wrapping around my morning boner.

"Oh, good morning darling," I said.

She looked at me, then looked back at my ridged cock, "I want to see you shoot that white stuff," she said.

All I could do was lay back and enjoy the ride as her light little hands moved up and down my shaft. She shifted around, on her knees right between my legs so she could stroke me more easily. I sat up some and stuffed some pillows under my back to facilitate watching this really cute three year old blonde giving me a hand job. But then, something else took over and, without really thinking about it, I reached down and gently pushed her head down.

"It feels really good if you suck on it," I said when her lips touched the head. She looked at me with a kind of moody look, like she really didn't want to do it, but then opened her mouth and started sucking on the end of my cock. Her mouth was so small that she was straining to get the entire head in, and there was no way she could take any of the shaft, but the feeling of her mouth working on me! She sucked really hard, her little teeth scraping lightly, her tongue on the glans, her wavy blonde hair falling on my hips, her little hands, still wrapped around the shaft, working up and down. I was building real fast.

"Swallow it when the stuff comes," I said.

All she did was look at me with those huge brown eyes, my cock head enveloped by her mouth. I ran my fingers through her hair, holding her head between her hands and resisted the temptation to jam her face down on my member. The sight was so incredible, a lovely preschooler sucking your cock, that I was ready to explode right away. I was beyond caring, all I needed was to fill this baby's mouth with my jez. I held her head and started to pump my slime into her mouth. She squirmed just a little but then just sucked harder as I fired pulse after pulse of semen into her face. Quite a bit leaked around her lips and ran down over her hands. Then, as my crescendo waned, I relaxed my grip on her head and she sat up, her lips and chin wet with my cum.

"That's yukkie!" she said as cum bubbled and popped in her mouth, more running down her chin.

"Just swallow it," I said.

With a screwed up face, like she was taking bad tasting medicine, she closed her mouth and swallowed hard, then she ran her hands over her face, "Ouuuu, that's so slimy."

I reached down and pulled her up across me, my cock leaving a trail of sperm along her chest, stomach and down into her crotch, saying, "Oh, but that felt sooooo good." I kissed her, shoving my tongue into her mouth, smearing my own cum around my lips and chin. (What's good for the goose is good for the gander-what's good for the gosling is good for the goose-whatever). I held her tight and told her how much I love her.

That evening, when I asked her if she would sleep with me again, she said, "Do you want to do IT again?"

"Only if you want to."

"Ok," she paused. "But don't shoot your stuff in my mouth."

That night I didn't, but I did kneel next to the bed and rub my cock along her little slit until she came. Then I blew my load into her pussy, holding my piss hole between her spread inner pussy lips and pumping my cum into her tiny vagina (most leaked around though and the sight of her slit filled with my white juice was so great that I just had to take pictures).

We have, however, gotten into a bit of a routine of late. These days, she sits astride my face in a 69 while I lick her lovely little cunt until she comes. Then, she turns around and straddles my hips, rubbing herself on my cock until she comes again. It is really wonderful to watch this tiny little baby girl get herself off on me, grinding her pussy against me and coming over and over again. Usually we calm down after I blow streams of jez across my belly and chest, but, occasionally, when I "really, really" want it, she'll slide down and suck me, swallowing my load as she stuffs my dick head into her mouth.