Pedophile's Dream-Epilogue

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This is a sequel to my seven part story, "Pedophile's Dream." This whole thing is a fantasy. I hope my stories bring you some enjoyment but, please, never try to make them a reality.

--Leslie Schmidt

"Mommy, tell me about Uncle Mark and you."

I felt a little uncomfortable with this question from my nine-year-old, but, I had always been completely honest with my children. "Well, what do you want to know?"

"Did you actually...you know...do it?"

I was quiet for a few moments, concentrating on my driving. "Well...you know we do. You watched us last night." I was quiet for a little while longer. "Your Uncle is always very sweet and gentle, wasn't he with you."

"Yesss," Megan said in a breathy voice. "He makes me feel....oh, just wonderful."

"Yes, he has always made my feel wonderful to, honey." I said.

We were quiet for a while longer.

"Tell me about when you were younger." Megan said.

"Ya know, it's really none of your business, but, I guess we are both Mark's lovers now, and we need to be honest with each other." I drove on for a while longer. I looked in the mirror and could see that Jana, my five-year-old, was also listening. I had been a little shocked when I watched, and helped, my brother take my baby's virginity, but I couldn't deny my daughters the wonder love of my brother-it was so precious to me, I had to share it with them.

"I was a little older than you, I was 10 and Mark was 15 the first time we made love. We had always been really close friends and, well, it just seemed natural."

"One night, your Grandparents were out square dancing, we were sitting on the couch watching television. I was leaning up against Mark. I don't remember exactly what we were watching but it was kind of romantic and kind of boring. At some point I looked up at him, he was looking down at me, and he just leaned down and kissed me. Just a little peck on the lips, well, maybe a little more than a peck, but nothing too much."

"I remember that my heart started to pound and a rush went completely through me, I think the same thing happened to Mark because, a few seconds later he kissed my head. I turned again and, this time, we really kissed. I was so, I don't know, I guess, excited...I really didn't know what I was feeling."

"I know, Mommy," Megan said. "It's sort of...well...you need something, ya know?"

"I think your right, honey. All I know is that next I was on my knees next to him on the couch, I had my arms around his neck and we were kissing. Then I felt his tongue on my lips and...well...it was all so natural. I had never French kissed before, I didn't even know what it was but...." We drove on for a little while longer.

"It felt so good to be cuddled up with Mark. I had always really loved him, he is such a nice, considerate, man. I don't remember him ever saying anything really mean to me, even when we would fight, he would never be nasty. He always respected me, paid attention to what I wanted. All the time we were growing up, he always let me tag along if I wanted. He taught me to ride a bike and how to fish. We used to fish a lot in a stream behind our house. If he was fishing with his friends, I was always allowed to come along."

"I remember once, oh I must have been about eight, he and some friends were playing football in the park and I, of course, was playing too. Well, somehow I got the ball, I was playing with a bunch of boys a lot bigger then I was, and went running down the field. Some boy hit me from the side and sent me flying. When I landed I hurt my wrist and came up crying. Mark came running over to me and looked at my wrist. After a few seconds he told me that it wasn't broken (I considered him an expert on every subject) and I'd be ok in a couple of minutes. Then he got up and walked over to the boy who had tackled me. He asked if I was alright but all Mark did was punch him in the face. He landed on his butt and I remember Mark standing over him, shaking his fist, yelling that I was only a little girl and he could have just grabbed me and stopped me. Then he came over to me and took me home."

"Well, to get back, I sat on his lap and we 'made out' for quite a while. Remembering it now, I could feel that he had a hard-on, but at that time, I didn't know anything about that sort of stuff. I do remember when he reached around and started moving his fingertips across one of my breasts. I was like you then, I really didn't have any, but I remember how it made me feel a tightness in my throat and a tingling down, well, you know."

"We kissed like that for a while, then we both jumped up when we heard the front door open. Now I know that Mom and Dad had no idea what we were doing but, of course, at that time I was sure they did."

"That night, after we had gone to bed, I couldn't sleep. I was still all tingly and I didn't know what to do. I didn't even know that I could take care of myself...ya know what I mean, Megan?"

"Yes mommy," Megan answered, kind of embarrassed.

"Well, I don't," came Jana's voice from the back.

"Haven't you ever rubbed yourself, you know...THERE?" Megan turned around.

Jana was quiet for a few seconds, then: "Oh."

I had to laugh to myself at this exchange. Then I got on with my story. "I couldn't sleep, so I got up to roam around the house and I saw light under Marks door. I knocked quietly and went in. He was reading a book. I closed the door, then went over and sat down on the bed next to him. We kissed some. I told him I was cold and could I get under the covers with him. When he lifted to blankets and sheets, I got just a glimpse of his leg and thigh. He was naked. I sat next to him and asked him what he was reading. He wouldn't show me, so we got into a tussle and, finally, I pulled his book away from him. Well, it wasn't really a book, it was a magazine, but small and thick, like Reader's Digest. It was called 'Penthouse Forum.'"

"I thumbed through it, there were a few ads and just a few pictures, you know, pictures of naked woman (I had expected that) but it was mostly writing. Mike watched me, I started reading one of the stories, it was a letter written by a woman named Jen and she was describing how she and her boyfriend made love."

"I knew about sex, but this was different. I didn't know a lot of the words, so I had to ask Mike. Well, at one point, I asked him some questions and I really didn't know what he meant, so he pulled the covers down and showed me. I had seen him naked many times, but I had never really looked close before. His penis was hard, and he only had a little hair around it then, he still isn't very hairy. Then he asked if he could look at me.

I pulled my nightgown up and took off my panties. I sat up and sort of looked down too, I wasn't too sure what was what down there. The story described all these things that I didn't know, even about myself. Well, Mike was kneeling on the bed, facing me and he asked if he could touch me. I said ok. Then her spread my lips, you know, apart and said, Oh, that must be your clitoris, and down there must be your vagina."

I couldn't see what he was talking about so I just said "yeah."

He looked up at me, "I've read stories where girls rub themselves there and it feels real good."

I was kind of embarrassed, "It sort of tickles."

He asked if he could touch me.

All I did was giggle a bit, I think I nodded. When he touched me, it was incredible. He rubbed his finger up and down me, it felt like little sparks were flying up into my tummy. The warmth built and built. Then, well, I remember grabbing his hand and pushing it against me as I had an orgasm."

"What's that?" came from the back seat. Megan scoffed at Jana's question.

"That's when you feel that real warm feeling spread over your belly when Mike was making love to you, honey," I said.

In the mirror, I saw Jana nod a little.

"Mike was scared, he thought he had hurt me. He hugged me and said, "Oh, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

I felt real relaxed, I told him he hadn't hurt me, that I felt real good. He said, "Ohhh..., you must have cum."

"Yeah, I guess so," I said. "It felt real good."

From the story, I knew that boys could cum too, and I knew that they would cum if you rubbed their penis'. So I asked Mike if he wanted to cum too.

He was sitting cross-legged, his penis was sticking up and all I did was grab it with both hands and start stroking it. I remember he got a far away, sort of glazed-eye look and started breathing harder. He leaned back on his hands but kept his legs crossed. I watched him, I was really kind of amused. He started thrusting, sort of lifting his butt off the bed to meet me. It was kind of funny, but I knew that if I laughed his feelings would be hurt, so I didn't.

He told me to go faster and I did. I was watching his face when I felt his penis twitching in my hands. I looked down just when he squirted his....stuff.... It flew up and hit my neck and shoulder. Mike groaned. I aimed him away, turning my head, but still watched as he shot more semen onto his chest and stomach. I never expected so much and for it to shoot so far. I was kind of grossed out but also curious.

In the story we had read, the girl talked about how she liked it when her boyfriend shot his stuff in her mouth. She said it tasted really good. So, well, I wanted to try. So I took some on my finger, there was a little drop sinking down my chest, and I licked it. It was real, well, you guys know, slimy, but it really didn't taste bad.

We giggled some, he wouldn't taste it, then he wiped up the mess with a tee shirt and we cuddled up together under the covers. It was so warm and comfortable and I remember thinking that I never wanted to sleep alone again. Later, he woke me up, the clock said it was 2:00 AM. He had to go to the bathroom, so did I. We giggled a little again about who could go first, but he let me go. It was fun sneaking down the hall naked and he stood while I peed. He had to go so bad he was dancing. Then I watched him pee. We giggled some more but, when we got back to his room, he said that I had to go to my room, we didn't want to get caught. I walked back down the hall, then turned around and ran up to him and kissed him. Then I went back to my room. I was in bed before I remembered that I had left my nightgown and panties.

That night must have been a Sunday, because I remember getting ready for school. There was knock on the door and it was Mike. He returned my nightgown and panties. We stood together at the bus stop, my bus came first, I waved at him through the back window as I drove off.

One day, probably during that week, I went into his room after I got home from school. Mom was busy chatting with a friend in the kitchen and I knew that Mike wouldn't be home for another hour. I looked for the Forum magazine and, sure enough, it was under his mattress. But there were some other magazines there too. They all had pictures of naked women in them, you know, the sort they sell behind the counters at Circle K, but there was one that had pictures of men and women doing 'it'. I think I learned more about sex in the five minutes I looked through that book than anything I have seen since.

My head was spinning that whole evening, I was so curious and, well, I can't really explain it, but I desperately wanted to experience the things I had seen. The men and women in the pictures were so pretty and they seemed to be so happy. I just wanted to see if it was true.

I was a little scared too. In some of the pictures the men were, well, it looked like it must hurt to have a man put...push it inside, you know. And some of the pictures were kind of gross too. I was really shocked by the pictures of a man pushing himself up a girl's butt. Well, I wasn't sure I wanted that!

After my parents had gone to bed, I snuck into Mike's room. It was dark and I could hear him breathing, he was asleep. I pulled my night cloths off and slid in next to him. He woke up and said, "Oh!" then he was quiet, then "Hi."

"I'll go back if you want," I said.

He put his arm around me, his hand brushed across my behind. "Oh, no, please stay."

I snuggled up to him and kissed his cheek. He turned his head and we kissed, then, without breaking the kiss, I crawled on top of him. He put his arms around me and we kissed more. I felt him get hard against my thigh. I reached down and put my hand inside his shorts around him. I really wanted to look at him.

"Can we turn on a light?"

"Ah, yeah." He reached around and clicked on the bed lamp.

I lifted up and looked down at him. He sort of giggled-I think he was kind of embarrassed. "Take your shorts off," I said. I remember how his penis bounced up and down as he pulled his underwear free and moved around in the bed, it was kind of funny to watch. Then he lay back on the bed, completely uncovered. His dick was pointed straight up along his belly. He had his hands on either side of him, I was sitting next to him.

I really didn't know what to do, so I just reached out with both hands and lifted his... looking at it. I don't know why, but I suddenly had the urge to feel what it felt like in my mouth, I had seen the pictures and in a couple of stories, girls had talked about how much they liked to suck on guys. So, I leaned down and started sucking.

Mike kind of groaned, I remember him saying, "Oh God," and stroking the back of my head. I really kind of liked doing this, he was so smooth and well, you know, both soft and hard at the same time. I sucked him in and out and looked at him. Mike had a glassy-eyed expression and started to breathe harder. I knew what I must have been doing to him.

After only a couple of minutes he put his head on my chin and lifted me off. "Lori, I'm going to cum," he said.

"It's OK," I said and leaned back down. He started to push into me, his leg muscles were really tight. I remember noticing that he had his toes pointed, that looked funny! He sort of groaned again and I remember that his penis started to twitch. Then, suddenly, my mouth was full. Instinctively, I knew what had happened and I closed my eyes and tried to swallow but I really couldn't because my mouth was too full. I remember feeling it spurt out around my lips. I pulled him out to close my mouth and swallow, at the same time I looked at him and he squirted more into my face. I took him back into my mouth and he squirted more, filling my mouth again. All I could do was suck and swallow all I could. I thought it was going to go on forever. It really didn't taste bad (it didn't taste good either), it was just real slimy. I remember that a few years later a girl friend of mine would describe it as "having a mouth full of snot."

After he had calmed down I lifted my chin and looked down at me. "God, that was wonderful, Lori," he said. I ran my hand over my face and looked at it, it was covered with his semen. I giggled, "Oh, you liked that!" Then I got an idea and I reached up and wiped my hand on his mouth. At first, I could see he didn't like it and was going to push my away but then he stopped and, as fast as the thoughts went through his mind, he smiled at me and said, "It's time for me to go down on you now."

I leaned back on the bed and Mike knelt between my knees. It was like I was being electrocuted when he started licking me. I really sort of lost it, I remember humping up into his face. At one point, he pushed a finger into me as he licked me and I just exploded. The tingles went up me, my nipples were, I don't know, sort of snapping and I even felt it in my arm pits and my throat. The rush went down the inside of my thighs to my knees. After it passed, I just lay on the bed, panting. I remember I was really wet down there and I was sweating.

Without thinking, I said, "Put it in me."

"Are you sure?"

I lifted my hips up and said, "Now, before I change my mind."

Mike put a couple of pillows under me, then I remember feeling him pushing against me. Suddenly, I was kind of scared. I couldn't see what he was doing, all I could see was his face. He was looking down. I felt him pulling my lips apart and him pushing against me. It hurt a little and I said "Ow." He looked at me, he looked like he was going to stop, but I said, "Hurry, please."

He looked back down, then pushed in. I remember feeling my hymen snapping and suddenly he was all the way in. It hurt and it felt so good. Mike leaned forward, putting his hands on either side of my shoulders, and started to push in and out. It didn't hurt anymore and I wrapped my legs around him as he rocked me back and forth. He started moving faster and faster as I built too. He sort of grunted and pushed really hard. I felt him twitching and then I could feel him filling me. It felt so smooth and warm and that made me start to cum. I remember I hugged him so hard that he told me later that I was crushing him.

After he lifted off me and I sat up, that's when we saw the blood. I started to cry and Mike just hugged me and rocked me. Later, we had to somehow throw that pillow away without Mom noticing.

From then on, we made love all the time, except when Dad sent Mike away for a while when he caught us."

"God, that must have been embarrassing," Megan said. I looked in the mirror, Jana was asleep.

"Well, girly, that's a story for another time."