"Unca Max, can we watch the rest of the movie, now?"

"You watch it, Melissa, I... I have some work to do," the man mutters, trying to conceal his anger and embarrassment to deny further satisfaction to the spoiled little brat who's having so much fun teasing him. He tosses the remote control to the child, picks up the medical journal he'd been reading and settles into a chair opposite the sofa facing the TV.

The kid lies back into the sofa cushions, giggling at the movie, naked except for knee socks and shoes. The man frowns and reads his journal, trying to ignore the annoying sound effects and stupid dialogue. After a time he rises, walks to the kitchen, puts the empty wine bottle in the recycle bin and retrieves another. He rummages through drawers until he finds a corkscrew, opens the bottle and pours a tumbler full.

When he returns to the living room the movie is still honking and clanking away, but the naked child is sound asleep on the sofa, her little matchstick legs limply spread wide, the soles of her little shoes touching. Her mouth is slack and she's snoring quietly, drooling on the sofa cushion.

For the first time since he arrived, the little brat looks appropriately childlike and innocent for her 7 years, the guy thinks to himself. He sips his wine and gazes at the child's perfect Little Princess face, peaceful in slumber.

He sits in the chair. He can stare openly at the naked child now, since the little brat is sound asleep. His eyes travel down to the barely discernible peachfuzz on her lightly tanned, thin arms, to her little raisinette nipples, her soft tummy still round with a trace of babyfat, the gleaming, porcelain-white flesh surrounding her delicate pussy lips, framed by golden brown tan lines.

The man stares at the child's pale little pussy lips, so primly pressed together as though smirking at him. He involuntarily brings his finger to his nose, to inhale the musky scent of the child's sexual arousal, recalling the delicious warmth and softness of the tender flesh between those tiny lips.

After a long moment savoring the child's innocent nakedness, the man puts down his wine, rises and shakes the little girl's skinny shoulder, gently. "Come on, little Fuss Budget, it's bed time." The kid just frowns in her sleep and snores.

The man sighs, bends to scoop up her naked body in his arms and strides down the hall toward her bedroom. His nostrils quiver at a faint scent of sperm on the child's chest, that soaked through her play dress as he uncontrollably ejaculated on it earlier. The wine and the tiny Mary Jane shoes swinging limply as he carries the small, naked child make the thing in his shorts stir.

As they pass a full-length mirror in the bedroom, the snoring child's eyes open a crack and she smirks to herself as she sees the tent shape of the man's shorts. He lays her on the pink Barbie bedspread, tugs off her little shoes, then turns to her dresser, rummaging through drawers to find panties and a nightgown.

When he turns around the little girl is looking up into his eyes, sucking her thumb, her other hand busily fingering her plump little vulva, panting "Mmmmph... mmmph... mmmph... mmmph..." on the wet thumb in her mouth. The shocked man stares for a long moment, then drops the nightgown and little panties on the bed and turns to leave.

"No, Unca Max, NO! Don't go!" the kid whines, spitting out her thumb and still masturbating her little pussy. "Pleeze help me get all finished, Unca Max. You got all finished!"

The man sighs, turns, says, "What do you want, Lissa?"

"Show it to me!" the kid smirks, excitedly. "I wanna see it!"

"NO, Lissa... dammit... you... just do what you're gonna do, I won't do that."

"Oh, puhleeeeeez, Unca Max!" the child wimpers. "My friend Amanda's seen a guy do it, an' she says it's way cool. Pleeze? I promise I won't ask you to do nuffin else, cross my heart! Never, ever, ever!"

What the hell, Max thinks. The kid's already see me ejaculate all over her dress. If this is her only ransom demand to let me off the hook, why not. He sighs again, resignedly, drops his shorts to puddle around his knees. His semi-erect penis bounces.

"Oh, mmmph... mmmph... mmmph..." the child pants, stuffing her little thumb back into her mouth and staring at the man's dick as she masturbates.

"M make it squirt, Unca Max, pleeze?" the child pants at the man, now fingering her tiny hole with her index finger. "Lemme see ya do it, Unca Max..."

The man steps closer to the masturbating child, wraps his large hand around his penis and begins stroking it, pointing the bulbous head at the child's freckled face.

"Oh... oh, yeah... oh, MMMMMph! MMMMMph! MMMMMph! MMMMMph!" the child excitedly gasps on her little thumb, watching a viscous runnel of pre-cum slowly ooze from her uncle's engorged dick, her tiny bottom squirming and hunching as she teases her tiny hole.

The child's intense sexual arousal as she stares at the man's dick and frenziedly masturbates herself make his abdomen tremble and his knees weak. A rivulet of pre-cum drools into his palm and he groans quietly as he slathers the slick warmth down the length of his quivering shaft, staring hungrily at the obscene sight of his panting niece frantically wigging her tiny finger in her little vagina.

The little girl's hair is matted now, and she's drooling as she masturbates, staring at the thick penis, panting and muttering to herself. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, you gonna put that thing in me, Unca Max? the excited child huffs, "you gonna p- put that big thing in me, Unca Max?"

"Oghod... oghoddddd, I..." the man desperately grabs for the little panties he tossed on the bed, he fumbles to press the panty crotch over his shiny dick head and grunts urgently as the sperm erupts into the soft cotton fabric, gritting his teeth and hunching his tensed butt until his balls are drained.

The child's thumb pops out of her mouth, which screws up into a vicious sneer as she watches her uncle's pungent sperm coursing into her little panties. She hunches her tiny bottom inches off the bedspread, plunging her middle finger deeply into her little hole and squealing her orgasmic relief as she frantically wiggles the little finger in her spasming vagina.

The child collapses back on the mattress with a slack, goofy sneer on her face, her slender body jerking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. The man stands gasping beside her bed, as the warm semen drips from the little panties and through his fingers in long, slimy strands.

The naked little kid grins weakly up at the deeply blushing man, and bites her lip. "That was so cool, Unca Max," she whispers shyly, slowly extracting her wet finger from her spasming little hole.

"I think you're rilly, rilly sexy, Unca Max. Do you think I'm sexy?" the kid sneers as she reaches down to peel open her drooling little hole, still pouting open and closed from the aftershock spasms of her climax.

The dazed man just tears his eyes away from the child's obscene show, kicks the shorts off his ankles and strides to drop the soaked little panties into the bathroom sink with a wet smack, then cranks on the hot water and fills the basin.

*****

Uncle Max awakens groggily the next morning, after a restless night of deeply troubling dreams. He glances at the bedside alarm clock. It's much too early, but he yawns, shakes his head, trudges to the bathroom, stands before the toilet. His spine tingles and he blushes deeply when he feels traces of the pre-cum still slick and warm on his penis.

In the car on the way to school, the man fights to keep his eyes off the snickering little kid sitting next to him, in her pedophile poster-child school uniform, kicking her little shoes gleefully on the car seat. She knows it's mean to tease her uncle, but she just can't help it. This new game she's found is the most fun she's ever had.

"Thank you for helpin' me get all finished last night, Unca Max," she says in her most demure voice. "It was rilly, rilly good, better than ever. I'll do somethin' nice for you, too, I promise."

Long silence as the car turns into the school parking lot and comes to a halt. The guy turns to face the child.

"Okay, Lissa, what you can do for me is keep your word. We're not going to do anything, or discuss anything like what happened last night. You promised, remember? Never, ever, ever... remember?"

The kid squirms out of her seat belt, turns to face the man, bites her lip and sulks. "What, nothin? I can't even, like, show you my panties or nuthin?"

"Nope. Not even that." The man pauses, looking down at the little first-grader. "It's... it's cruel, honey, it makes me embarrassed and unhappy, because grownups aren't supposed to do... things like that with kids. Understand?"

"Well, okay then," the kid pouts. "I won't show you my panties," she says, her pout changing to a sneer as she jerks up her pleated school skirt and spreads her knobby knees to display her bare little pussy.

Before the stunned man can speak, the kid swabs her finger between the puffy little lips and lunges forward to slap it under his nose. "Look, Unca Max, I'm still kinda gooey down there from last night. Can you smell it?"

The kid grabs her book bag and hops out of the car, beaming her gap-toothed grin over her shoulder at the man as she skips away, giggling.

His cheeks red with rage and shame, the guy starts the car, then reaches to touch his upper lip as the musky scent of little girl's sexual arousal wafts into his nostrils.

*****

At 2:45 pm the man smiles to himself in his car as hundreds of little girls spill out of the school, each wearing the identical uniform of a pedophile poster child. Should've brought my camera, the guy thinks as he scans the happy little fantasy sex toys, looking for his insufferably spoiled little niece with both dread and anticipation.

The kid finally shows up with another child in tow. She's about the same age and size as Melissa, but she's as distinctly homely as Melissa is pageant-winner beautiful. Still, despite her homely face and crooked teeth, the little girl has no hint of breast development beneath the school blouse, Max notes with interest.

"Unca Max, this is my friend Amanda," the kid chirps, as the other little girl grins crookedly at him, and looks piercingly into the man's eyes, with the slightest hint of sarcasm as she demurely says, "Hi, Dr. Trabor!"

As Max nods and greets the girl, Melissa says, "Unca Max, can we wait a few minutes, please? I gotta talk to Amanda about some stuff. Can we go over to the playground? Just for a few minutes, I promise?"

The man locks up the car and follows as the kids skip merrily toward the swings. He settles onto a bench nearby as the children sit in adjacent swings, whispering and giggling. The man notices, uncomfortably, that little Amanda occasionally cuts her eyes to look at him and smirks, as Melissa whispers in her ear.

The kids both burst into hysterical giggles, hands clapped over semi-toothless mouths, then they begin swinging madly, giggling and going as high as they can, little skirts billowing up, little legs spread.

Max feels his jaw tense. It's obvious that both little kids are doing it deliberately, to tease him. He tries not to look, but it is completely impossible. The kids' crotches are flashing like strobes in his face --Amanda's little cartoon kiddie panties, Melissa's bare little pussy -- CROTCH, swing, PUSSY, swing...

Despite his frustration and anger, a small damp spot soon appears in the crotch of the khaki trousers Max wears. He tries to discretely shift his growing erection, but little Amanda happens to glance directly at him as he does, and he knows that she knows. His embarrassment weirdly intensifies his arousal, made worse by the memory of the musky smell of his little niece's warm pussy goo earlier.

By the time the kids breathlessly flounce over to the sweating man, he has to hold his jacket before him while they walk to the car, to conceal the lump in his damp crotch.

Amanda asks to be dropped off at a local mall. As they pull up to the main entrance, Max says, "Ah, Amanda... will you need a ride home later? We're going to the zoo, and we could pick you up after."

"Oh, no, Dr. Trabor, I kin always find a ride home from here!" the little 7-year-old grins from the back seat. In the front seat, Melissa giggles softly, and gleefully kicks her shoes against the seat.

"Okay, now, off to the zoo this afternoon, right?" Max says as little Amanda waves bye-bye.

"Okay, Unca Max, but I gotta go home first, to feed Priscilla."

What?

"Priscilla, my hamster! You know!"

Max sighs and drives away, having no knowledge of the damned rodent. A block later he turns on the windshield wipers as thunder cracks and rain spatters the car. What the hell? I thought it NEVER rains in Southern California, the guy wonders to himself.

The guy parks and the two of them dash for the house in a torrential rain, soaked by the time they get in. They each go to their rooms to change. Max emerges first, in his typical casual shorts and polo shirt, barefoot. He snaps on the TV, scrolls the channel listings, sees "Rain Delay" on the screen. So much for baseball. And the zoo trip is obviously out, too. Damn. He slumps onto the sofa and continues scanning channel listings.

*****

In her bedroom, Amanda is scanning the Japanese kiddie porn cartoons for clues. She stuffs it back under her pillow, rummages in a drawer and finds an old nightgown she wore years before, when she was five. She shrugs into it and turns to the mirror.

The nightie is so small that it covers only half of her little panties. The kid twists and turns, frowns, jerks it off, fusses with the shoulder straps and wriggles back into it for another look. Now the neckline droops down to expose a glimpse of both tiny nipples.

The child giggles, and wriggles her feet into oversize, furry slippers with grinning bunny rabbit faces. She skips over to the bed and grabs a plush-toy teddy bear to complete the effect.

Torrential rain pelts the windows as the little girl skips into the living room in her kiddie pedo-bait outfit, her little teddy bear clasped to her flat chest. The man glances up and swallows hard when he sees the precocious little teaser, her exposed nipples, her little panty crotch. His semi-turgid dick jerks in his shorts.

The little kid just flashes an innocent, gap-toothed smile at her uncle and claps across the room in her oversize, fuzzy slippers. She flounces into an upholstered chair across from the man, carelessly spreading her little matchstick-thin legs to display the crotch of her panties, kicking the furry slippers against the chair as she talks to her teddy bear.

"Teddy, thass my Unca Max. Say hello, Teddy!" the kid chirps, waving the toy's furry arm. The man glances at the child's panty crotch, then at the toy, manages a weak smile, then turns to pick up the TV remote. He points it at the TV and clicks.

Home Shopping Network. Oprah. Soap opera. Sumo wrestling. Christian ministries. NASCAR. Lemurs in Sumatra. Animated cartoons.

"Oh, leave it there, Unca Max, I like that one!" Melissa chirps, kicking her stumpy legs. "Teddy likes it too, doncha, Teddy?" the child grins at the toy in her lap.

His cheeks burning as he feels his erection rising, the man tries to focus on the TV, struggling to quell his lust for the 7-year-old teaser in her little babydoll nightie. The kid can almost smell her uncle's desire, and smirks as she plays with her plush toy.

"We gotta be careful, Teddy, 'cause Unca Max rilly likes little girls," she coos to the thing, in a stage whisper she knows the man can hear. "He might wanna do rilly bad stuff, like... touch us... down here... in the naughty place," she pouts at the teddy bear, cutting her eyes to glance furtively at the man, then turning back to her toy and stroking her little finger in its crotch. "It's rilly bad to let a grownup touch you... down there..."

The exasperated man, slaps the TV remote down on the coffee table and turns to the smirking little brat. "Dammit, Melissa, stop that. If you keep on like this, I'll... I'll just leave."

The little kid smirks up at the man, hops off the chair to stand before him, poking out her tummy and clutching the teddy bear to her chest. "But... Unca Max, you can't leave," the child pouts, gently swaying her skinny hips to display the little panties beneath the nightie. "You gotta babysit me, Unca Max," the child pouts. "You can't leave me alone. I'm too little, Unca Max. See?" the kid smirks, pulling the teddy bear from her chest to expose the tiny nipples peeking from beneath the nightie. "See, Unca Max? I'm just a little kid," she smirks.

The man involuntarily gasps at the child's pale, flat chest and provocative words. The little girl moves half a step closer, leans forward to whisper in his ear, holding the teddy bear by its ear. "I'm too little, Unca Max," she whispers, her lips brushing the man's ear. She drops the teddy bear on the floor and curls her tiny fingers around the man's erection in his shorts. "I'm too little, Unca Max, don't you like that?" the child whispers, kneading the man's throbbing penis flesh.

"M- Melissa... I... c- can't..."

The smirking child dips her hand into the man's shorts, extracts his rigid dick, bends and engulfs the bulbous head into her mouth. "Mmmmmmmm...." she hums onto the thing, her tiny fingers tangled in the man's wiry pubic hairs.

"M- MELISSA, N- n- nooooooooo..." the man hisses through gritted teeth as he feels the child's tiny tongue laving his stiff dick. The kid slowly sucks the thing out of her mouth to look up at him, stroking the wet penis with her tiny fingers. "Do you want me to stop, Unca Max?" she whispers, gazing up with wide, innocent eyes. "Doncha like to feel it in my mouth, Unca Max?" the child breathes on the man's wet dick, then ducks her head to suck it back in, "MMMmmmmmmmmm..."

The overwhelmed man cannot suppress a quiet groan, and his trembling hands curl around the child's head, his fingers entangled in her little pigtails, looking down with bulging eyes at his dick half consumed by her freckled, pageant-queen little face. His hands are shaking, he holds his breath, his abdomen trembles, finally, "Oh... ghhoddddddd..." he exhales, gripping the child's head and hunching into her wet mouth.

Torrential rain batters the windows as the heavily panting man strains to hear the quiet slurping of the child's mouth on his penis. The little kid plunges her hand into her panties, wiggles her middle finger up inside. "mmmmMMMMMmmmmmm," she moans, rotating her tiny hips and scraping the man's turgid penis flesh with her tiny teeth as her wiggling finger sends ripples of pleasure coursing through her thin frame.

The child sucks the thick penis out of her mouth and looks up at the man, her lower lip glistening with saliva and pre-cum. "Does it feel good, Unca Max?" she pants, still stirring her finger in her panties. "Am I doin' it right? Amanda said to take it out an' kinda lick it a little bit, is that right?"

The dazed man just nods, dribbling another droplet of pre-cum onto the child's tongue as she drags it up the quivering shaft.

"Tell me how to do it, Unca Max," the child pants her warm breath on the man's wet penis. "Tell me how to do it good..."

Delirious with pedosexual lust, Uncle Max grips the child's head, pulls her wet mouth back onto his dick head and groans heavily. "L- lick it... inside, Melissa," he pants down at the child. "Just... p- push your tongue in and out, while you... while you s- suck it."

The man's obscene words to his pretty little blonde niece make him tremble with shame and lust. His eyes are bulging, his mind refusing to believe that the prim little child he's masturbated over for years is eagerly sucking his dick. His fingers dig into the child's silky blonde hair and tighten on her scalp as he feels the little tongue gently teasing the sensitive underside of his dick, "Oh... oh th- that's it, M- Melissa, just l like that," he hisses, unable to control his own voice.

Too far gone to care, the man jerks his shorts down to his knees, grabs blindly for the child's free hand and curls her tiny fingers into his wrinkled scrotum. "T- touch it, honey, t- touch it while you suck me," the man gasps, now rhythmically hunching himself forward and back, fucking the little girl's porcelain doll face.

"M- Melissa, I... ogod... I... s- sorry, sweetie, I... I'm gonna..." the man grunts as his tormented prostate quivers and he grips her little head tightly, "I... oh... I c- can't help it, honey, I'm gonna..."

A brilliant bolt of lightning flashes through the room followed by a deafening thunderclap. The child spits out the man's wet dick, screams in terror and leaps into the man's lap, making him wince with pain as her tiny bottom lands full on his throbbing erection.

The guy groans, shifts to relieve the pain, and strokes the trembling little girl's back to soothe her. The kid grabs his head and shrieks again into the man's neck as another flash and thunderclap rattle the windows.

"I want it to s- stop!" the sobbing kid whimpers into the man's neck, trembling and hugging him tightly. She pulls back a bit, blinking at the man with a tear-streaked face, her lower lip trembling with fright. "Unca Max, I'm s- s- scared! Hug me, Unca Max, I'm scared!"

The man's engorged dick throbs in his lap as he feels the child's frail little body, so small it feels as though his arms could encircle her twice. She's trembling in his arms, and her childish fright further fuels his pedosexual lust.

"It's okay, Lissa, it'll be over soon," Max murmurs, stroking her hair. The little girl lifts her head from his neck to look into his eyes, a tear on her cheek, her lower lip trembling. "Kiss me, Unca Max, I'm s- scared," she whispers, pressing her tiny lips into his.

The child relaxes into his arms, and Max feels the tip of her tiny tongue gently licking his closed lips as they kiss. He shudders, his jaw reflexively drops open and the little girl plunges her tongue into his mouth, swirling it into his. "Mmmmmm," she moans into his mouth when she feels his tongue respond, curling around hers. After a long, long moment, the child pulls back, a weak smile on her teary face, a strand of saliva joining their lips. "I love you, Unca Max," she whispers, curling her tiny fingers into his hair and plastering her mouth to his once again.

The overwhelmed man gives up, drops his hands to fondle the tiny bottom squirming in his lap, savoring the childish taste of some sweet, sticky soft drink in the kid's mouth.

The child squirms to plant her little panty crotch directly on the man's turgid penis, rotates her little bottom and moans into his mouth as they kiss. The man groans into her mouth and his fingers tighten on her little apple-size butt cheeks. The kid pulls away again, presses her wet lips to the man's ear, panting.

"Unca Max? Will you... do stuff wif me," the child pants in his ear, slowly grinding her crotch into his. "I won't tell, I promise..."

Before the man can respond the child pulls him to her for another deep kiss, moaning, "Mmmmmmmm..." into his mouth and masturbating herself on his erection.

The desperately aroused man struggles to break the passionate kiss, gasping and panting, his eyes glazed over as he pants in the child's freckled face. "W- what kind of stuff, M- Melissa?" he gasps.

The little 7-year-old grins, knowing she has him now. "Stuff Amanda told me about," she whispers, biting her lip shyly. "You know... kinda... naughty, grownup stuff...?"

The man groans and pulls the child to him for another deep kiss, but she wriggles away and climbs off his lap to stand just out of reach, biting her lip, her hands coyly clasped behind her back, rocking side to side as the man's glazed eyes stare at the tiny nipples peeking above the neckline of the child's babydoll nightie.

"Amanda says it's better if ya tease the guy first," she smirks, awkwardly grinding her skinny hips and thrusting her panty crotch toward the man. "You wanna... you wanna see it, Unca Max?" the kid whispers, tugging the waistband of her little panties down an inch. The man's stiff dick jerks and drools a shining droplet of pre-cum.

"Don't look, Unca Max... you're not 'sposed to look at a little girl... down here..." the child sneers, slowly drawing the cartoon kiddie panties down to mid-thigh, to expose the milky-white flesh of her little vulva, framed by the golden tan of her skinny thighs and babyfat tummy.

The man's trembling hand moves involuntarily to his dick and begins stroking the wet shaft as he stares at the tiny cleft in the little girl's plump pussy lips.

"Oooooo, yeah, Unca Max, rub it!" the kid smirks eagerly as she watched the dazed man masturbate his wet dick. "Does it get you all excited to look at me down here, Unca Max?" she smirks. The man just nods, his cheeks burning. "No, ya gotta tell me, Unca Max! Or I won't let ya see it!" the kid sneers, clapping her little hand over her crotch.

"S- show me your... your little p- pussy, Melissa," the man croaks, his voice cracking as his mind rebels at the obscene words to his 7-year-old niece.

The smirking child steps forward in her little furry slippers, coyly drags her hand away from her crotch. "You wanna... touch it, Unca Max?" she whispers, reaching to pull the man's hand toward her bare vulva. "You wanna... you wanna feel it, Unca Max?" the kid coos as she drags his thick middle finger between her moist pussy lips.

The man's hand moves faster on his dick as the child bends forward, her lips brushing his ear. "That feels good, Unca Max... I like for you to touch it... Do you like it, too?"

"Y- yeah... yes, M- Melissa, I..."

"Do you wanna... do it in here, Unca Max?" the child whispers in the man's ear, as her hand clasps his and works his middle finger into her juicy little hole. "I know it's real little, Unca Max, but Amanda says it'll go in..."

The sweating man bolts to his feet with the child in his arms and strides down the hall, his rigid dick wagging before him, kissing the child frantically and twisting his finger inside her slippery vagina. He kicks the kid's bedroom door closed behind him with his foot and deposits the little girl on the pink Barbie bedspread, her panties still bunched around her knobby knees.

His heart pounding in his chest, the man stands beside the bed and looks down at the smirking little kid. "M- Melissa, we... we can't do THAT, you're too little, honey. But... we'll do other things just as nice, okay?" he gasps, his throbbing dick dripping on the floor.

"N'kay, Unca Max!" the kid nods eagerly.

The man beds to draw the tiny panties down and off, drops them on the floor, and crawls onto the bed. He clasps the child's bony knees and pushes her slim legs widely apart, lowers his head to breathe into her moist little pussy lips. The child jerks herself up on her elbows to watch, her eyes wide with excitement. "Oh, you gonna LICK it, Unca Max?" she grins eagerly. "Amanda told me about that! Oh, thass so nasty! It's DIRTY down there!"

The kid's eager smirk instantly disappears and her jaw drops open in astonishment as the man's tongue dips between her pussy lips and he begins sucking at the little sexual organ. Her head drops heavily back into the mattress and her manicured fingernails claw at the man's scalp as she huffs and pants her pleasure at the ceiling.

The man stops and pulls back, his cheeks and chin shining with the child's slippery sexual arousal. "You like that, Melissa?" he whispers, stroking the little girl's trembling tummy.

"Ye... yeah... yeah... k- keep doin' it... keep... d- doin' it, Unca Max," the child gasps, hunching her crotch urgently toward the man's face.

The man grins, bends to drag his tongue up the child's soft inner thigh, drags it teasingly near her plump pussy lips, then down the other willowy thigh. The little girl frantically bucks and squirms, whimpering with frustration, "No, no, no, d- DO IT!" she squeals, planting the furry slippers on the mattress and hunching her quivering bottom off the bed.

Instead, Max peels open the little pussy lips and blows gently into the child's drooling hole, to ramp up her heated arousal, ashamed of his actions, but pleased to show her the cruel effects of teasing that he's endured for so long. The little girl squeals and hunches, her tiny fingers clawing at the bedspread in frustration.

The kid exhales with a whoosh and her tensed body goes limp as Max plasters his face to her delicate crotch and slowly drags his tongue up between her pudgy little sex lips. Her mouth gapes open and the eyes roll white in her head as she gratefully grinds herself into his mouth, trembling and panting like a little puppy.

"Well, we'd better stop, now," Max says, lifting his wet face from between the child's skinny thighs. "It's very nasty, like you said earlier."

"N- NO, Unca Max, NO!" the kid squeals, her smug smirk now transformed into a pitiful expression of desperate longing. The man smiles down at her, stroking her trembling tummy. "What, Melissa? Don't you like to be teased, like you've been teasing me?"

"N- nguh, I dunno, just... just DO it, Unca Max," the little brat hisses, pounding her tiny fists into the mattress in frustration. Max draws his fingertip lightly across the child's slick pussy lips and she gasps and hunches in anticipation.

"Do it? Do what, Melissa? He says, languidly tracing circles around the little girl's aching sex with his fingertip. The kid frantically grabs his wrist, trying to tug his finger where she needs it, but her tiny hand can't budge it.

"Y- you know, l- lick it, U- Unca Max, l- LICK it!" she practically sobs, her lower lip trembling.

"Oh. You want me to lick it, Melissa? Where? Down here, you mean?" Max grins, nestling his fingertip between her miniature lips and gently rolling her straining clitoris.

"n- n- n-GHAAAAA!" the child wails, hunching her skinny hips inches off the mattress and grinding herself into the man's teasing finger. "Y- ye, yeah, y- YEAH!"

Max again withdraws his finger and the little kid howls in agonized frustration. In desperation, her hand darts for her needy crotch, but he intercepts it and pins both skinny arms to the mattress.

"See, this is what it feels like when you tease me, Melissa," Uncle Max whispers bending to brush the child's quivering lips with his own as she sobs and whimpers beneath him. "It's not nice, is it? If you want me to stop teasing you, you have to promise never to tease me again, okay?"

"N'kay, n'KAY, I p- promise, Unca Max, I promise, jus'... jus' puh-LEEZE lick it summore, puh-LEEZE?" the trembling child sobs.

Max smiles and bends to plunge his tongue into the child's mouth, releasing her hand to caress the tiny nipples now puckered into stiff little pebbles by her arousal, and she moans in his mouth.

"Okay, Lissa," he grins, breaking the deep kiss. He crawls between the child's stumpy legs, reaching to lift and spread her tiny ankles widely apart, dripping pre-cum as he stares into the wet, fluttering little hole. "Are you ready, Lissa?" he teases, then blows lightly into her drooling pussy to feel her slight body jerk. "Yeah yeah yeah yeah..." the kid eagerly pants, hunching her glistening crotch toward his face.

The child yowls like an alley cat and grips the mans ears painfully as he drags his tongue up into the wet little furrow again, moaning into it as he masturbates his wet dick and sucks her musky sex juice into his mouth.

Melissa's eyes roll white, her mouth gaping in a silent scream as the ecstatic pleasure ripples through her trembling body. Her desperate squeals turn to deep, urgent grunts as her head lashes back and forth, little pigtails flailing on the mattress. Max moves his free hand to plunge a finger into the child's drooling little hole, twisting and probing the tender flesh inside as he suckles her tiny clitoris.

The kid's body stiffens, she holds her breath for a long moment, then jerks into the man's face so hard her pubic bone nearly breaks his nose as she frantically tugs at his ears and screams her release, shaking violently, her clenched little bottom quivering an inch off the mattress.

The man's dick is dripping pre-cum onto the bedspread as he licks and finger-fucks the small child until her frantic spasms subside and she collapses down onto the mattress, limp and gasping.

Max crawls off the bed to stand looking down at the spent child's limp body sprawled on the pink bedspread, her glazed eyes half open, her little babydoll nightie bunched around her waist, a damp spot spreading beneath her milky bottom as her quivering pussy leaks her pleasure onto the bedspread.

The panting man groans, bends to snatch up the child's tiny panties. His eyes dim as he wraps the soft fabric around his throbbing dick and begins stroking, staring at the child's glistening little pussy...

The man's pedosexual lust so fogs his overwhelmed mind that he doesn't hear the bedside phone until it's rung three times. "Oh... shhhhhhit," he mutters, grabbing the phone, the tiny cartoon panties still dangling from his rigid dick.

"Y- yeah," the guy grunts into the phone.

"Max? Max, are you okay?"

"Y- yeah, Margaret, I... I've just been... exercising, out of breath..."

"Oh. Well, now, don't go ballistic, okay? But I've got to be in San Francisco by six this evening. I'm on my way to the airport now, and..."

"Dammit, Margaret, you said..."

"Look, I know, Max, but this is huge. Those two dozen foreclosed houses I told you about go on the block in the morning, pennies on the dollar. I can close the deal tonight, if I get there fast enough. If I don't, Max, I could lose my job! Understand?"

"Margaret... dammit..."

"I'll probably be back by tomorrow night, next day at the latest, I promise, Max. Please? I could lose my job..."

The guy shakes his head, agrees, rings off.

"Wuzzat Mommy?" the child murmurs sleepily, her skinny legs still obscenely spread in bed. The guy explains, the little girl drags herself up onto one elbow.

"Dass good!" the kid snickers, beaming her gap-toothed grin up at the man. "Now we can play summore!"

She glances up at her panties still dangling from the man's rigid penis. "Unca Max? Are you gonna... you know... use my panties to... to do it, now?"

The man blushes. "Uh... yeah, Melissa, for a man it... well, it's painful if I don't... uh..."

The child ducks her head, bites her lip and looks up at the man, coyly. "Unca Max? You could... uh... do it in me, instead," she whispers.

The man drools another runnel of pre-cum into the little panties. "Ah... Melissa, we talked about that... you're just... too little, honey."

"No, Unca Max, you could just, like... rub it on me and do it that way," she grins. "Amanda told me. It feels real good when you rub it in my... you know, down there..."

The mental images of his engorged penis stroking in the warm goo between the child's soft pussy lips is too much for the man. He crawls onto the bed, hovers over the grinning child, nestles his grateful dick into the slippery little furrow... oh, god... oh, yesss...

"Does it feel good, Unca Max?" the grinning child whispers as the panting man masturbates himself between the soft, slick little lips.

"Y- yeah, honey, yeah, it... it feels good... just... hush now, and lie still... Uncle Max is... almost f- finished," he pants. The disgusting thrill of doing this to his little 7-year-old niece makes him tremble with lust as he strokes his quivering penis in her tiny vulva, drooling pre-cum onto her soft tummy.

The child lifts her skinny legs to curl around the mans waist, and he shudders as he feels the soft fur of the kid's bunny slippers on his naked butt.

"Lemme do it, Unca Max," the child whispers, reaching down to clasp his stiff dick and stroke it against herself. "Lemme do it for you, n'kay?"

The man groans heavily as he feels the child's tiny fingers stroking his dick against her slippery crotch. She slips the shiny dick head down to tease it against the wet little hole. "Put it in me, Unca Max," she whispers, tugging at the thing and hunching herself up toward it. "Put it in me... Do it in me, Unca Max..."

The man feels his dick head dip into the wet little hole and jerks back as though shocked with a cattle prod. "L- Lissa, NO, dammit... oh, shit..." the guy babbles, sitting back on his haunches between the child's obscenely spread legs. "You're too LITTLE for that, I told you! It would hurt you!"

"No! I'm not too little. Amanda's my age, an' she does it all the time," the kid grins. "An' it won't hurt too much, 'cause I took some medicine for it."

"You... you WHAT? Melissa, you... what? you you..."

"This stuff," the kid says, reaching into the bedside drawer to hand the man a pill bottle.

The man's eyes bulge in his head. "Dantrium?!? You... Melissa, did you swallow one of these?"

The kid shakes her head, pouting. "No, no, Unca Max, I only ate half of one, that's what Amanda said to do. It's a mussel relaxant, so it makes me open up down there, an' it won't hurt so bad when it goes in."

"Lissa, where did you get this, and when did you take it?"

"About a hour ago. I found it in your medical bag, Unca Max," the child pouts, reaching to grasp the man's dick in her little hand. "Please, Unca Max? I rilly wanna do it my first time wif you. Pleeeeeze, Unca Max," she pleads, tugging at the throbbing penis.

His overwhelmed mind reeling, the dazed man feels as though he's watching someone else crawling to hover over the frail body of the little 7-year-old, watching her tuck his turgid dick into her little vulva, bite her lip with concentration as she tugs and pulls at it. This can't be me, he thinks.

"C- come on... g- get it... IN there..." the kid is grunting as she tugs and the man presses his dick tightly against the impossibly tiny hole. She wraps her skinny legs around him and grimaces, hunching up into him until "G- GHAAAAAAA" the slick dick head pops into the child's immature vagina an inch.

Two large tears roll down the child's freckled cheeks, and saliva bubbles from between her tightly clenched teeth as she sobs, her little tummy quivering.

"Oh, d- damn, little Lissa, I'm sorry..." the man babbles, stroking her hair as the child snorts and sobs beneath him, her tiny cunt pinching his dick head painfully.

"N- naw, iss... iss o- okay..." the kid sobs, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "I w- want it in there... I want it ALL the way in there..."

The little girl grips the man's butt with her slim ankles, grits her teeth and cants her tiny bottom up, to draw the man's penis more deeply into her, grimacing and panting.

The man shudders as he feels the warm, slick little hole slowly swallow him, inch by delicious inch as the child's tender vagina flesh stretches and distends to suck the thick penis into her body.

"n-n-n-n-GHUUUUH!" the little girl grunts loudly as the man feels his tensed scrotum flatten against her pale crotch, his dick head smeared up against her hard little cervix. The man gasps out loud, his eyes bulging as he gazes down at the child beneath him, gritting her teeth and panting like a puppy, her eyes squeezed shut.

Too stunned to move, the man just hovers over the child, supported on both hands, as his dick throbs and leaks pre-cum deep inside the little vagina.

The little girl pries open her teary eyes and looks up at the man with a weak smile. "I got it in there, Unca Max," she whispers with pride. "It don't hurt so bad, now. You can.., ya know... do it in me now, Unca Max..."

The man groans heavily and sucks his dick out about an inch, then lets the squeezing little vagina suck it back in to the root. "Ooooooooo..." the kid breathes, her eyes wide with wonder. "Ooooooo, that feels... kinda weird," she pants. "Do it again, Unca Max..."

"Oh, g- GHODDDD..." the man gasps, sucking his dick out to the tip, then slowly squeezing it back into the child. The little girl bites her lip and grins. "Unca Max, is this... I mean are... are we fuckin' now?" she whispers as the man withdraws and slowly thrusts back in again.

"Y- yeah, M- Melissa..." the man gasps.

"Does it feel good in there, Unca Max?" the kid whispers eagerly up at the man, as he settles into a slow fucking motion. "Does it feel better in me than a grownup, 'cuz I'm just a little kid?"

"Oh, g- ghod," is all the man can manage, his brain seething with the culmination of a lifetime of pedosexual lust as he helplessly ruts deep inside the pretty little 7-year-old beneath him, feeling her furry bunny slippers ticking his butt as he thrusts into her slim body.

The kid beneath him giggles quietly at the desperate lust she's aroused in her grownup uncle.

"Unca Max, can you SEE it goin' in there?" the kid smirks up at the sweating man. "Does it look rilly NASTY in there?"

The dazed man looks down to watch as he drags his glistening penis out of the child and watches her little hole suck it back in. "G- ghod, y- yea, baby, it... it looks... so... f- fucking... n- nasty," he babbles incoherently as his throbbing dick bottoms out in her again.

"I wanna SEE it!" the kid smirks up at the man. "Can you carry me over to the mirror, so I can SEE it in there, Unca Max?"

The man groans and lifts the child's slight body as he kneels on the bed, then stands and carries the deeply impaled little girl across the room to stand before the full-length mirror.

"I can't SEE it, this thing's in the way," the kid pouts, tugging up the little nightie to jerk it over hear head and drop it on the floor. "N'kay, now do it in me, Unca Max, so I can see it!"

The sweating man shivers at the sight of the tiny, naked child clinging to his thick torso in the mirror as he slowly pumps her little body up and down on his dick. He stops at full penetration to savor the sight of his wrinkled balls tight against the little girl's pale, tiny bottom, then resumes his slow fucking motion.

"W- w- w- wowwwwww..." the child whispers, her little eyes wide with fascination as she watches the man's thick, wet penis slurp out of her little vagina, then slowly disappear deep into her body.

"Unca Max? How long can ya do it in there, before you gotta get finished?" the child whispers, clinging to the man's neck and staring at the shockingly obscene thing he's doing to her.

"N- not much longer, h- honey," the man gasps, his clenched butt trembling as he squeezes her tiny bottom and ruts in her little fuck hole. "It... it feels too good inside you, Lissa..."

The kid giggles excitedly, then presses her lips to the man's ear. "Carry me back to the bed, Unca Max, I wanna do somethin' else now, n'kay?" she whispers. "Amanda says it feels even better when the girl is on top. Can we do it that way, Unca Max?"

The man sucks the little girl off his rigid meat and plunks her down on the floor. She rummages in the bedside table as he lies down on the bed, then stuffs something under a pillow and swings her skinny leg over his thick torso. She plants her furry bunny slippers astride his hips, grabs his dick and teases it against her drooling hole.

"Do you wanna do it in me, Unca Max?" the kid taunts, pouting down at the man's panting face. "Look, Unca Max, I'm too little... but it's goin' in me, anyway..." the kid pouts as she tucks the bloated meat inside and slowly sinks down on it.

The man shivers and groans loudly as he watches his penis disappear inside the naked little first-grader. The kid grunts quietly as her tiny bottom settles down onto the man's pubic bone. She smirks at the man and begins thrusting her babyfat tummy forward and back.

"Does that feel good in me, Unca Max," the child sneers, her little pussy squeezing and sucking his throbbing dick. "Are you gonna... DO it up inside me, Unca Max?"

The man's ragged breathing is so heavy he can't answer. His tensed fingers curl into the child's furry bunny slippers, squeezing and fondling them as she slowly pleasures his leaking dick.

"I wanna HEAR it, Unca Max," the kid whispers. She reaches under the pillow to grab the man's stethoscope, plugs it into her ears and presses the chestpiece into her soft tummy, just above her pubic bone. "EEEEeewwwww, it sounds all SQUISHY in there!" the child squeals. "It sounds real wet in there. Am I 'sposed to be all wet in there, Unca Max?"

The kid jerks off the headpiece, leans forward and jams the earplugs into the man's ears, pressing the chestpiece into her tummy as she slowly rocks on his dick. The man's mouth pops open and his eyes glaze over as he watches the child's soft, babyfat tummy thrusting forward and back, hears the obscenely wet slurping of her little vagina sucking and milking the thick meat that impales her.

squish... sluuuurp... squish... squish... squish

The man's eyes cross, his trembling hands reach to fondle the little girl's flat nipples and his roar of release rattles the windows as his butt jerks four inches off the bed and his quivering penis erupts inside the little girl, jerking and heaving and squirting uncontrollably. The kid grunts sharply as the man grips her tiny thighs and desperately grinds his squirting penis balls-deep into the creamy warmth of the naked little girl until his balls are drained and he falls heavily back into the mattress, gasping and panting.

When his glazed eyes focus again, the man looks down to see the deeply impaled child swirling her finger in the slimy mess where their bodies join, crinkling up her little nose at the foul odor and smirking.

"Eeeeewww, Unca Max, you DID it up inside me!" the kid sneers at the shaken man. She leans forward, her warm vagina squeezing the man's dick, and brings her slimy finger to his nose. "That stuff smells rilly bad, Unca Max. You got me all dirty and stinky inside. Thass so NASTY!"

"Y- yeah, I know, little Fuss Budget," the man pants, his cheeks burning with shame, his chest still heaving from the intensity of his first orgasm in the body of a small child. "Come on, get up now, and let's... go get you cleaned up."

"Wait, Unca Max, you wanna see somethin' else Amanda told me about? Watch..." The kid slowly rises, to suck the man's wet dick out of her. He watches as the ruddy pink hole slowly spits out the shiny head, and his spent dick slaps wetly down onto his abdomen. The little girl squats over him, peels open her puffy vulva and bites her lip in concentration as he watches the milky semen slowly ooze and drip out of her reddened and obscenely gaping little vagina to form greasy puddles in the hairs of his abdomen.