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Comments:  This story was originally posted back in 1997.  It
consisted of several parts which I have attempted to merge into
one complete version.  I didn't want this excellent story to get
lost in usenet "neverland" so here it is.  Enjoy!


Sweets Stories (M+g,pedo,mc,oral,cum,ws,fetish)

Part 1:

Charlie was not the first to notice that nine year old girl, but
he was the first to give the lessons.


When she entered his Variety Store on K Street, she leaned
against the glass topped counter and pulled on her long braids
while she looked at the candy behind the glass. Charlie liked
watching her pull on those braids. It made him press against the
back glass which was mirrored in front so the kids could not see
him rubbing while he looked at them. He said she had nice braids
and asked who did them. She said her grandmother did and made
them too tight sometimes. Charlie asked if he could touch one.
She laid one on the counter top for him to touch.


Reaching up for it, Charlie rubbed that glass a little harder
than usual and winced. She asked if he was OK and leaned on tip
toes to find out what caused him to wince. But she could not see
over the glass top. Charlie grabbed her braid and held onto to it
while he eased back down the glass back to a more comfortable
position and away from that ridge that caught him on the way up.
Charlie smiled at her and said: "take your time looking at the
candy, sweets...."


He held onto her braid while she moved her eyes then her head to
look at the selection of penny candy and big bars of chocolate.
He was very gentle and did not jerk her head back when she turned
it. She liked his smile even though he seemed old, his pock
marked face was nice and she liked the feeling of his holding her
braid while he pressed up against the counter as she pressed up
against the counter from her side and watched her looking at the
candy.



When she decided on some caramels, she realized she did not
really want to decide so fast because she wanted him to keep
holding her braid which kept her chest pressed up against the
counter. She said.."no, not those, I want to keep looking..."
Charlie smiled and began bobbing his head a little; she noticed
his mouth was open and he had a very pointed tongue. As she moved
her head from side to side, Charlie's hand on her braid moved up
and down slowly and the rythme was so slow that she almost felt
sleepy.



The front door of the store made a clanging bell sound when it
was opened. Charlie dropped her braid and backed away from that
counter to ask the man...how can I help you? The man dropped some
change for a newspaper on the top of the counter near the front
door, looked at her, then at Charlie and left the store. Charlie
scooped up the change, put it in the cash register then returned
to the back part of the store where the candy counter was.


She knew that man because he ran the toy and comic book store up
the street. He had bumped into her while she was bent over
looking at the comic books then backed up into a seat between two
displays that made him seem invisible to those entering the store
from the other end. He was rounder and younger than Charlie. His
body seemed to be too fat for his clothes. He had been injured in
a war and some of his finger tips were missing.



She noticed that when he bumped into her because that hand
reached past her face to the upright rack in front of her. She
had half turned when she felt someone behind her and heard him
say..oops...sorry sweetheart! then he reached around here with
those scarred short fingers and she bumped into him. He had such
a nice friendly smile and she felt sorry about his fingers
looking like that so she asked him and he told her how they got
that way. She asked whether they hurt and he said....no, but they
are very sensitive.



Still standing tall beside her he asked if she wanted to touch
them and she said..yes.  He held out his hand palm down and she
looked at the red ridges on the scars where finger tips used to
be. Using one finger she touched the scar on his forefinger then
looked at his face. His eyes were closed and she was afraid that
she had hurt him. As she withdrew her touching finger from the
scar area, she said..I am so sorry! I did not mean to hurt you! 
He opened his eyes, found her touching finger and pulled it
toward his scarred finger and said..it does not hurt, sweetheart,
it feels good, come on, touch it again.



Watching his eyes, she felt a little afraid because his hand
gripped her hand and pulled it toward his finger a second time.
She backed up a short distance while he was trying to put her
finger on his finger. His large hand moved her small hand above
his finger as he was saying...really, it does not hurt,
sweetheart, I swear...She moved forward a little and let him put
her finger on his finger and watched him move her hand so that
her finger rubbed the red ridge then she saw him smile down at
her and move closer.



He did not free her hand but held it tightly while her finger
touched his finger. He was very quiet for several minutes or so
it seemed to her. Neither spoke while he moved her finger on his
finger. He finally spoke and said..see, sweetheart? see how my
scar likes what you are doing? You make it all better! He was so
close that should could smell his breath and his sweat.



His front door had a large cow bell which clanged when it opened
to admit Karl, the cobbler from around the corner. He dropped her
hand and moved toward the entrance to his store as Karl strode to
a magazine section up beyond the reach of children customers. All
of sudden she felt fear seeing Karl blocking her way down the
narrow aisle to the exit. Karl did not see her as he was looking
up at the magazine rack. She slipped behind him and out the door
even before he turned and saw her look back at him through the
glass in the door. He smiled, then she ran as fast as she could
because Karl was mean and she was afraid of him.



Every week when she brought her aunts shoes for lifts, she had to
descend stairs from the street to Karl's shop. This basement
store looked at legs and feet passing by which did not seem
unusual to the customers having their shoes fixed, but which made
her nervous because no one on the street could see what Karl did
when she came into the store.



The first time she went in without her aunt, Karl took her claim
ticket then asked her to come behind the counter and pick out her
aunt's shoes from the racks high over her head. As she reached up
she could feel her dress rise up because the bow on the belt in
the back moved up. As she turned with the shoes in one hand and
pulled down her dress with the other hand, she noticed that Karl
was seated at the workbench with his pants unzipped.


She did not know if she should pretend not to have seen that
because she did not want to embarrass him, but somehow she sensed
that he knew they were unzipped because his white underwear
seemed to be poking out through the opening. His hand went down
to the zipper and he looked at her looking at him...She backed
slowly through the opening between his workbench and the side
counter and fumbled for the money to pay for the shoes.


At the top of the stairs, the door bell jangled and to her great
relief, Charlie appeared! Charlie, the nice old guy from the
Variety Store said...hello, sweets, what brings you here? Nice
sunny day like this you should be out playing not visiting
cellars! She told Charlie she was getting her aunt's shoes and
then would go rollerskating. Charlie said: when you finish
skating, come by my store for a cold drink or something..it is
much cooler there since I got the new air conditioning...remember
me to your aunt...I knew her when she was little like you.


Part 2:


When she finished roller skating, she went into Charlie's store
with her skates over her shoulder, but Charlie was not behind the
counter.


She called his name, then went to back of the store near the
candy counter and called him again.  No answer.  She walked
around the counter and carefully slid the mirrored back door open
intending to steal one of the big bars.


Her heart was pounding as she slowly moved the glass to one side
and reached in for the candy. Her skate swung loose and banged
the edge of the counter.  She jumped then realized what happened,
repositioned the skates and resumed moving the glass along the
track to widen the opening to where the candy bar could be more
easily reached.


As she closed her hand over it, she heard a curtain rustle behind
her. She held her breath and paused midway then looked around and
saw Charlie smiling at her. He spoke: help yourself, sweets, help
yourself. She mumbled something about calling him and receiving
no answer.


Charlie came up beside her and touched the elastic top of her
cotton blouse and said: take whatever you want, sweets. His
fingers tugged at the elastic top as she stood frozen, still.


He asked her how she was going to pay for that candy and she
responded, I could owe you, Charlie? Charlie said, but, sweets,
you could pay now.  You could let me look at your little titties,
sweets. She said, I don't have any. Charlie said, sure you do,
let me show you them as he pulled down the elastic top and
exposed one of her flat pink nipples.


His other hand moved to pinch the tiny bud and she jumped because
it hurt.  He kept pinching and looking at her trying to move away
and said...hold still, sweets, it only hurts in the beginning,
hold very still while I do this for you, hold still, my sweets,
hold very still now, that is a good girl, just hold still.  She
stopped wiggling and held still while he pinched hard until a
nipple nub appeared between his fingers while they both watched.
Then, all of sudden, he let go of the nipple and blew on it, then
reached past her and got the candy bar and put it into her hand.


See, sweets?  All paid for and all yours!  He lifted the elastic
top back up over her chest where the pain lingered on one side
and smiled at her again. She felt rooted to the ground, then
looked around to see whether anyone had entered the store while
she was in that trance with her nipple locked between his
pinching fingers. No one had seen what he did and for some reason
she needed to pee, bad.


She asked Charlie if she could use his rest room and he said,
sure sweets, it is in the back. As she went through the curtained
area, she saw a toilet in the corner and a sink beside it. She
set her skates down into the sink and the candy bar beside the
faucet.


As she pulled down her shorts and underpants, Charlie came
through the curtained area and said..don't mind me, sweets, I
will be out of here in a minute. She paused halfway to the seat
remembering what her aunt said about not sitting on strange
toilet seats. The need to pee pressed hard as she waited for
Charlie to go back out front to the store. Then Charlie abruptly
turned, approached her and stood in front of her half upright
body and said, let me watch, sweets, let me watch you do that?
She said, I can't pee with someone looking...I can't...then his
fingers reached out to touch her between her legs just like that
pinch outside in the store.


She gasped as he grabbed her there and held the lips together
around where she desperately needed to pee.  He smiled and said,
sweets you are going to like this, trust me. She held still while
he pinched the lips together and said, now pee, sweets, now pee.
She couldn't go.  A pain came and she tried again, but could not
go.


Come on, sweets, give it up, give it up to Charlie, come on,
sweets, he kept saying over and over, give it up to Charlie, give
Charlie some of the juice, come on, sweets, give it up for
Charlie, now.  She tried to escape his fingers but she could not,
he held on and kept talking to her while she said, I can't go, I
can't go, please let go of me..I can't go like this..Charlie
cooed at her, come on sweets, you can do it, just relax and let
it go.  She strained and struggled to ease the pain from the
pinching, but he held on and she held on until at last through
that pain, the trickle started.


Charlie smiled, see, sweets, you can do it, keep it coming, baby,
keep it coming to Charlie. She pushed down into his fingers and
the stream squirted everywhere onto his hands, her legs, into the
toilet and onto the seat.


Charlie held on and she moved around and the stream was hot and
he was so pleased with her that she began to see what he wanted
and to enjoy it, too. She pressed down into his pinched fingers
and felt the stream squirting and relief arrived.  Charlie kept
egging her on to give me some, honey, give me just a little bit
more, sweets, just a few more drops, baby, just a few more
drops..that is a good girl, just a few more drops for Charlie,
that is my sweet little sweets, keep it coming, keep it coming.


She looked at his face as he looked down at his hand glistening
below her stomach. His tongue was licking his lips, then his
tongue was so pointed, then he looked up into her face and caught
her looking at him and he smiled and said, see, sweets, see how
good that feels, see?  She nodded her head and he pinched a
little harder and said, try that next time when you go and think
of old Charlie doing it like this, sweets, think of how Charlie
does it to make you feel good.


She nodded again and felt light headed as if she were going to
faint. Charlie moved his hand away and put his fingers into his
mouth while he looked into her eyes and said...Charlie loves your
pee, sweets, would you save some up for me for next time? She
nodded and thought, of course, she would save some for him, he
was just wonderful and the pinching pain in her nipple was
forgotten and the pinching of her lips was forgotten and she
smiled at Charlie and said aloud..yes, Charlie, I could save some
for you if you really want me to.


Charlie smiled again, then pulled tissue and patted her bottom
dry, helped her to pull her pants up, hoisted the skates back
onto her shoulder and handed the candy bar...sweets for the
sweet, he said as he held open the curtain and let her pass to
the candy counter and then out through the store past the
jangling front door which closed behind her as she left.


Part 3:

Sweets Stories.....10/97


Every day since the first time Charlie asked her to save up for
him, she thought about how exciting it was to give him what he
wanted. Some days the roller skating on the sidewalk made the
noise she heard in her head while Charlie was pinching her lips
closed and making her hold her pee for him.


Going over the cracks on the sidewalk nearly made her go in her
white cotton pants but she knew she must not do that because
Charlie was waiting and would be annoyed with her if any leaks
happened. She did know how she knew this, but she just did.


This morning she held it all in for him since after breakfast and
she was in a hurry to get to his store. When she entered the
store, she saw another girl there.  An older girl, maybe about
eighteen because she had real breasts not just circles like she
had. Her blonde hair was curly and she was very tall.


Sweets paused and wondered if she should come back later. That
girl was whispering to Charlie and he was smiling and nodding his
head. As she turned to leave, Charlie noticed she was there and
said, Sweets, you are just in time! I want you to meet my
daughter, Eleanor.


Eleanor stopped talking and looked at her.  Sweets felt a squirt
start in her pants while Eleanor kept looking for what felt like
an hour, then she said, I know about you. Sweets felt another
squirt and closed her thighs tight so that would stop happening.
Eleanor said, you like to skate, go to the movies and read books?
 I do, too. You like candy, I do, too.  Daddy told me we have
alot in common and we could be friends.


Sweets felt relief that her Daddy just told her that stuff...for
a minute, she thought her Daddy told her about how he played with
her tiny titties and made her want to pee just for him. She moved
closer to the candy counter behind which they were standing, then
she noticed that Eleanor seemed even taller than her own father.
Eleanor's nose was like his and her eyes became smaller when she
smiled, just like his did.


When she reached the counter, she felt a little nervous and
started touching her braids. She stood on tip toe up against the
glass and told Eleanor, yes, she liked skating and reading, but
movies cost too much so she could not go to the movies as often
as she wanted to go.


Eleanor responded..I know what you mean, but I have a secret for
getting the money and go every Saturday, huh, Daddy? Charlie
smiled and replied, who could say no to her, she is my baby girl?
They smiled at each other as if Sweets were not there.


Then Charlie slid open that mirrored panel behind the bottom row
of candy and said to Sweets...look, look at this!  She looked
down and saw Eleanor holding his penis straight out in front of
him.


Sweets stared then looked up at them and felt herself blushing.
Charlie would not let her do that, would he? That was his
daughter holding that thing...her daddy would not let her do
that, would he? How could Eleanor get to do what no one else
could do? Then she heard them laughing at her and realized that
the expression on her face was funny to them.


She backed away from the counter afraid for a minute that her
Charlie would not play with her today because that big girl
seemed to be more fun for him. A tear came to her eyes and she
almost sobbed out loud..all that saving up for Charlie and here
he was with a prettier and older girl.


Then Eleanor spoke...it is all right, Sweets, honey, don't cry,
it really is all right...I just pull on him every so often...it
is like a joke we have..it does not mean anything...it is just my
way of getting the movie money....Sweets, honest...it does not
mean anything...


Eleanor dropped his penis and came around the counter to hug
Sweets. Her big breasts covered Sweets face as she put her arms
around her and squeezed her tight.


Sweets sobbed out loud.  Eleanor hugged her again. Charlie slid
the mirrored door shut, stuffed himself back into his pants, then
Sweets heard his zipper close. He came around and joined Eleanor
then moved her aside.


Sweets, he said, you are my little girl now..she is was just
playing another game we have.  Sweets, you are my very special
little girl and I do not want you to cry...come with me and let
me give you some candy, your choice, today!


His voice made Sweets feel better, but she was still confused.
Charlie led her behind the counter and opened that door and put
her hand inside...go ahead, honey, go ahead, take whatever you
want, Charlie wants you to have whatever you want...its free!


Sweets did not want candy just then, she wanted Charlie to pinch
something on her, anything, so she knew for sure that Charlie
meant what he said about her being the very special little girl.
Then, she whispered in his ear...Charlie, I need to pee.


Charlie closed that sliding door again, looked at Eleanor and
said..Sweets needs to pee..wait here, watch the store for me.


Sweets did not look at Eleanor, but heard her say, sure, Daddy, I
will watch the store, but promise me you will save some for me?

Sweets gasped...what could she mean by that, she wondered inside
her head..what could ..save some for me really mean?

Charlie replied to Eleanor..of course, baby, you know I always
save some for you, then he moved Sweets toward the curtain, held
it apart for her to pass and she entered the room where Charlie
would teach her more of the good stuff.


She put her skates down and walked toward the toilet. Charlie did
not move. She turned around to face him before she sat down.
Charlie did not move. She smiled at him and another squirt
happened and the surprise of it showed on her face, then Charlie
smiled.


She lifted her dress and tucked the hem under her chin, then
reached down for her panties. Charlie said..wait, let me do that
this time.


She stopped and he reached forward and tugged them down to her
knees, then he got down on his knees with his face closer than
ever before and looked closely at her panties pulled forward from
between her knees.


Charlie, can I sit down now, I really have to go..I saved up like
you said and it hurts a little bit...

Charlie said, no, wait, just wait a minute, I want to look at
your pretty pussy, your pretty pink hairless pussy...hang on a
minute, just let me look at that crack for a second.

She squirmed and he said, hold it right there..don't move, just
let me look at it, I love baby pussy, Sweets, I just love it. 
You have such a pretty little pussy, did you know that? Those
plump parts around the crack there are just beautiful. Don't
move, now give me your finger, baby, that is a good girl, give me
that finger...right...see how I put it right there in the crack?


That is what I want you to do for me, Sweets, put your finger
between the little cushions and press down, baby, that's a
girl..press down harder for Charlie..good girl!

Now, tell Charlie why your panties are wet? Did you let someone
else play with you today? Don't move that finger, Sweets, keep it
in there...Did you let someone touch this pretty, pretty little
pussy?

No, Charlie, she said, I didn't, really I didn't..it just got wet
by itself..I held on and some leaked, Charlie.


Charlie put his finger on top of her finger and pressed
hard...Sweets, tell the truth..did it leak when you saw Eleanor
through that door? Or did it leak when she hugged you? Tell
Charlie when it leaked, tell me now...he pressed again and nearly
pushed her over.


It leaked when I saw her behind the counter with you, Charlie, I
felt jealous...I thought I was the only one you allowed there...I
thought maybe, you were doing that to her...you know, the
pinching stuff and the pushing stuff?


Charlie seemed satisfied with that answer and took his finger off
her finger and she squirted alot. Charlie said, hold on, Sweets,
hold on, now, not yet, hold on...I have a surprise for you...just
hold on...and he walked out of the room...


Part 4:

sweets stories...11/97

 Charlie called out to Eleanor to put up the Out for Lunch sign
on the front door and to lock up now..Sweets stood as he left her
with her finger pressed between the crack and her panties around
her knees...she did not dare sit down as he told her not to move
when he left the room to go out to the store beyond the curtain.

Then all of a sudden, Eleanor was there and looking at her..she
felt embarrassed and started to pull up her pants and cover
herself because Eleanor was looking at her. Eleanor said, no, it
is OK, don't cover up, come on, don't cover up...Daddy said I
could come and see...hey, it is all right...it is only me...I
won't hurt you...I won't tell anyone..Daddy wants me to see..you
want to do what Daddy wants, don't you?


Sweets squirted again because Eleanor was so nice, just like her
Daddy, just like Charlie was somehow. Eleanor could see the spot
beginning to show on the white panties and she said, Sweets, let
us take those off so they don't get any wetter...can I help?


Sweets felt afraid for a minute, but Eleanor had that nice voice
like Charlie's voice and she thought about what Eleanor wanted to
do and decided. She would let Eleanor help because she had to pee
so bad and did not dare open her legs too wide because she might
leak more than she already had. Eleanor came close and pushed
those big breasts onto her as she bent down to pull the pants
toward her ankles, then said..Sweets, put your hand on my
shoulder and just lift your foot up...there, now the other
one..see? That was not so hard, was it?


Sweets kept her head down and thought about those big cushiony
breasts on Eleanor so close and moving against her while those
panties came off. She looked over Eleanor's shoulder and saw
Charlie in front of the curtain watching..


Eleanor asked, did he show you how to put your finger in there?
Eleanor put her finger into the space between her baby cushions
on her tiny pussy so much smaller than those big breasts of hers
and Sweets moaned out loud as Eleanor's finger hit the target
better than she had or even Charlie did on the first try. Charlie
spoke up, yes, I did that already, but she keeps squirting and it
slips off...Eleanor said, listen to me, Sweets, this takes
practice...do you want to learn how to do it yourself or do you
want me to show you? Sweets nodded.


Eleanor said, tell me what you want...to learn how or to have me
do it for you..Sweets could not speak..that pain was back and she
really needed to pee now.


Eleanor took her finger away and bent down to look at where her
finger had been then spoke to Charlie...she is not nearly ready
for this, Daddy, she is too small...this could take a long
time...Daddy, are you sure she is the right one? What about those
others you told me about? Maybe one of them would be better?
Sweets could not believe her ears...one of them? What them?  She
was the only one that Charlie touched like that, wasn't she?


Charlie said, Eleanor, she is going to be the best of the lot, I
am telling you, she just has the right size pussy, just look at
it! She wants to squat right now and pee for us..just look at her
face, look at how her legs are starting to shake...just like when
you were little, remember? The others know too much already, this
is the one...she is going to love this stuff just like you
did...remember? Some of those others are already getting hair and
you know I can't stand that! Eleanor, talk to her, make her do
what we want...please, baby, you know how I love that baby
pussy..come on, help out your old Dad...get her started for me?


Sweets waited while they talked about her then she heard Eleanor
say, but Daddy, I do not mind the hair like you do, some of them
taste great when the hair is parted and they are opened
wide..they dance around with my mouth on them and the hair does
not get in my way...I like them bigger here...as she poked Sweets
hard to make her point.


Sweets spoke softly, I will get bigger, Eleanor, really I will,
please don't be mad at me, I want....Eleanor cut her off
with...it is not what you want that matters, Sweets, this is for
me and for him, we know what we like and we have plenty to pick
from...you are too small and not near ready for what I like to
do...he thinks you just need some work...I can see you need alot
of work...this could take months...don't you go back to your
boarding school soon?


Sweets answered, yes, but..and Eleanor spoke again...see, Daddy?
This is stupid...we need one from the neighborhood for this
game...Charlie said, Eleanor, give her a chance, her pussy is so
pretty, we could teach her about pussy work for practice while
she is away...Eleanor said, that pussy need more work than I have
time for, Daddy, that pussy is just too green...Charlie said, but
look at it...have you ever seen one like that? It just begs for
some pussy work, Eleanor, it is soft and she opens a little when
you press in the middle, she has potential...Eleanor spoke to
Sweets, this is your first man, isn't it?


Have you been on the subway with the other guys? Have you been
touched in the movies? I bet you never even played doctor with
the other kids..right? I bet you never showed this to anyone, did
you?  Sweets mumbled, no, but I can do what Charlie wants, I can
learn like you did...please, let me learn how?  Wait, wait, I
know the guy in the toy store and the guy who fixes shoes..they
let me look at them sometimes, I even touched one guy's fingers
and it made me a little bit wet...maybe...Eleanor stopped her
talking with a glance, then said...they do not count...one likes
boys and the other is an amateur..been there, done that...you
have no experience, do you, admit it!


Sweets shyly admitted she had no one after her on the subways or
the movies but did play doctor with those boys that put things
like thermometers and a turkey baster into her behind while they
held her down in Jimmy's hall until his mother came home from
work.


Eleanor shouted at Charlie...see? Then Sweets said, I did show
myself to that dog, the one that licked the boys who took off
their pants before we played doctor, but he just sniffed at me
and only licked other people's privates...Eleanor
yelped..privates!  Jeez, Charlie, she could not say the right
words, if she had a mouthful...



Eleanor rose to her full height and turned to leave...Sweets
began to cry...Charlie rushed over and said...don't cry..honey, I
am here, no matter what she says..don't cry, my Sweets.


Eleanor passed through the curtain as Charlie patted her tiny
pink pussy then bent to kiss it as if she had a boo boo that he
would make all better...he said, stay just as you are, Sweets, I
will be right back.


Sweets heard them arguing out front and wished she had never met
Eleanor. Charlie was hers, not Eleanors and she wanted him just
for herself...she started to pee and sat down fast....


Part 5:


When Charlie came back through the curtain, he smiled at Sweets
and asked, I see you started without me?


Sweets stopped at once. Charlie walked to where Sweets was
seated, lifted her dress and looked closely to see how much he
had missed. He tucked her dress up into the collar, pushed her
legs open and reached in to pinch her lips while he looked up at
her.  She winced and held on as he wanted her to do.


Charlie began speaking. Sweets, this is serious business, no
fooling around. You must not do this again without me holding
these lips closed or we will have to start the lessons from the
beginning. He pinched harder and she said, ouch, Charlie, that
hurts me!


Charlie spoke again. Sweets, this pinching is good for your baby
pussy. Would you like to know why? Yes, Charlie, she said. Please
tell me?


Charlie began. Sweets, you have a pretty pussy, you know that?
Yes, Charlie, she said, I know that, but I never saw it or any
others so I do not know for sure about it being pretty. Charlie
said, don't talk Sweets, we will get to that..just listen to me.


Sweets, baby pussy is special. Sweets interrupted. Charlie, why
do you call it a pussy? Charlie pinched her lips and responded, I
call it pussy, honey, because when I make that noise that calls
cats in from outside, all pussies notice, including your pretty
pussy. Watch!


He leaned toward his fingers and made the noise and she squirted
on his fingers. See?

She looked down while he did it again and the squirt became a
flow. See? Pussies like that noise especially up close to them,
like this.

He put his mouth near her lips and did it again and she could not
hold still even inside his pinched fingers. Her pussy loved that
noise!  Charlie just knew everything!


Charlie kept making that nice noise and her pussy kept pushing
toward his mouth and squirting through his fingers. Charlie held
on tight while she moved around inside his pinching fingers and
she liked that.


Even after she ran out of pee to squirt with, Charlie kept making
that come pussy noise and pinching her small lips closed. She
pushed down to make more and none came, but Charlie kept urging
her to give him just a little more. Come on, Sweets, this is for
Charlie who loves your pussy and wants some more of your
pee..give me some more, baby, give me just a little more?


But no more came even though she tried hard because Charlie
calling her pussy was such fun! Charlie stopped pinching, then
opened the lips with his fingers and looked closely in between
them. She looked down to see what he saw, but his head and hands
were in the way. She tried to move his head a little so she could
see, too. Charlie spoke, this is not for you, my Sweets, this is
for me...don't look, don't move, I have some work to do..


Then she felt his mouth on her pee hole and it was pulling at her
to make her squirt somehow even though she could not. Charlie
kept sucking on her pee hole and now and then made the come pussy
noise. She could not hold still as it sort of hurt but it hurt
good.


Charlie pulled his head away then his hands but she still felt
open like he was still doing it.


He looked up at her and said, Sweets, come and sit over here on
my lap as he rose and went to his chair. He patted his lap, then
opened his legs wide while she stood with the dress still tucked
in her collar and walked toward Charlie. Her tiny pussy tingled
and her pee hole pain was nice. She started to touch the little
pussy and Charlie said, no, Sweets, that is not for you to touch,
leave it alone. She obeyed.


Charlie laid her back across his knees so her head almost went
off the chair arm. He moved her arms up over her head and pulled
her dress higher so her stomach showed. He opened her legs
sslowly. Her pussy liked feeling those lips open when her legs
did. Her pee hole was remembering how he sucked on it and she
thought for a moment that she might be able to make a drop or two
for him, if he wanted to try again.


Without warning, Charlie slapped her pussy hard. She jumped, he
held her arms back and hit her tiny pussy again. She could feel
tears start. She did not understand why when she had some pee
ready that he wanted to spank her pussy. It made no sense, it
hurt. It made her want to close her legs and sit up and he would
not let her. They struggled and Charlie slapped her pussy again.
Sweets began to cry. Charlie put his fingers between the lips of
her stinging pussy and said in a mean voice. Sweets, don't move.
She was still.

He began speaking again, Sweets, this pussy needs alot of
training. Lucky for you, I am a patient man who loves little pink
hairless pussies like yours. I am going to make this pussy behave
and you will be a good girl about it, won't you? She was quiet.


He continued, Sweets, I have a job for you. I want you to go to
the movies now, sit in the fourth seat in the fourth row from the
back wall and wait for the usher with the flashlight to find you,
then go with him to meet a friend of mine. You understand?

But Charlie, she said, I have no money for the movies. You don't
need money, Sweets, tell the cashier that Charlie sent you and
you know where you are supposed to sit.


Charlie leaned over and kissed her sore pussy, her boo boos felt
better from that. Then he helped her get up from his lap. As she
stood up, Charlie said, I will go find your panties and be right
back.


She stood where he left her and did not touch her sore pussy.
When he returned with her panties, he kissed them and smiled,
then helped her climb into them.


Part 6:


Sweets sat in the fourth seat in the fourth row from the back
wall in the movie house.

Getting in was easy, just like Charlie said. She looked around in
the dark and saw several men and boys looking at her. The seats
beside her were empty but behind her they were occupied.

One man leaned forward toward her ear and she could smell his
breath, the kind of breath that men with false teeth who smoked
had like Charlie's breath.

Another man behind her and near the first one leaned toward her
other ear, he smelled differently like shaving lotion or
something.

The first man made that come pussy sound in her ear as she turned
toward him, he slid back into his own seat. The second man put
his hand on her braid and tugged it so she turned toward him. His
tongue was sticking out, then he asked, can I put this tongue in
your ear? She said, no, thank you, and pulled her braid back.
Somebody in front turned back to ssshhh them and she stared
straight ahead toward the movie screen.

Soon, a flashlight showed up on her knees. She looked up to
whomever was holding that light and saw it was the usher. He had
his finger on his lips to be quiet, then curled his fingers to
tell her to come with him. She rose from her seat and heard
several of those men and boys making that come pussy sound, then
she heard them laughing. She smoothed down her dress which was
sticking on the backs of her legs and followed the usher out to
the lobby.

The usher walked fast to the manager's office and she could
hardly keep up. He opened the door and Sweets saw a man on the
telephone behind a large desk. She and the usher waited for the
man to finish his call.

When he put down the phone, he looked up at her and Jim, his head
usher and said, you found her?  Good! You want to stay while I
check her out? Jim said, yeah, I do. She got the boys in the back
rows going in under three minutes. She must have something going
for her. Is she one of Charlie's new cunts?


Sam, the manager admonished him, don't use those words about this
girl, Jim, you know how Charlie feels about that stuff!  His
weekly speeches at the vet's hall keeps us on our toes about how
to talk about the young ones.

Jim said, yeah, tell me about it! Those speeches are getting to
be a bore. His view that pussies are pursued to be played with
and cunts hunt because they are hairy and bleed is weird..they
all look the same to me.

Sam responded, Jim, you are just too young to see the difference.
Charlie and the other guys like me have a philosophy that you
cannot understand. Enough, already...Sweets? Would you like to
come over here? I am a friend of Charlie's. Did he tell why he
wanted us to meet?

Sweets had been listening in near horror at what Jim and Sam were
saying. Even her little pussy cringed when Jim spoke. Sam seemed
nice but so businesslike in that tie and vest behind that big
desk. She walked slowly to where Sam indicated she should sit.

She shook her head, no, that Charlie had not explained. Sam spoke
gently to her and she began to feel better as she looked into his
eyes so kind like Charlie's eyes.

Sweets, he began, we have a men's club which meets once a week in
a safe place not far from here. Our hobby is watersports, do you
know what that means? Sweets said, no, I can't even swim and I
don't know about boats and things.

Jim snorted and laughed, this kid is a baby! Charlie must be nuts
in his old age!

Sweets spoke up, am not a baby! I will be ten next month, in
September, I am almost ten now!

Sam said, Jim, maybe you better leave, you are upsetting her and
I can't have that.

Jim said, boss, whatever you want, but are you sure you can
handle this one by yourself? Remember what happened last month
with that girl making all that noise until I got her mouth closed
for you?  You nearly blew it, boss. She almost got loose from the
desk..

Sam said, Sweets is different, that girl was sixteen and already
a hunting cunt...Sweets is very different, aren't you, Sweets? 
You are a good little girl and Charlie tells me good things about
you...Jim, close and lock that door when you leave, will you?

Sweets sat in the chair with her hands folded in her lap. She
heard the lock snap closed and looked up at Sam, sitting on the
edge of his desk.


Part 7:

Sweets Stories: Sam remembers " Teaching Baby " ( m / f  , inc ,
seduction)*


"Do you love daddy honey?"

She looked into his eyes, knowing that she loved him, and liked
the way he made her feel like his special girl..... The tingle
she felt when she touched herself and thought of her daddy doing
it....to make it feel the way she made it feel when she was
alone. So strong, so handsome and sweet.......and goodness, did
daddy smell good....

"Yes daddy, I do . " Looking at her.....So sweet , seeming so
innocent with her little friends, giggling constantly,
then.....The nights she lays on the floor watching tv in her
short little nighty, her little back side barely covered.....Or
the nights she snuggles into his lap for a story . At 10 she was,
too old for it really, but with that soft hair and those big
eyes, how could he tell his baby girl no ?? Man, does she smell
good....

Snuggling deeper into her father's lap, unknowingly making him 
slowly harden...Her little thumb slipping into those soft sweet
lips, sucking on it......Reading to her, he was soon distracted.
Tracing her lips, his finger, so close to that warm, wet little
mouth ...It opens instinctively, and his finger slips in to
replace her thumb. A slow deep moan, as she suckles at it....He
can feel her soft little tongue on the underside......He feels
himself swelling as well, needing to shift, but afraid she will
feel the heat and hardness of his stiff cock ...What is he going
to do ??

Sighing...."Oh my sweet baby ..." She looks into his handsome
face, so rugged, her protector... "Yes daddy ?"  "Nothing baby,
that just feels nice. . . " "Mmmmmmm" moaning onto his finger,
seeming to suck a little harder, she wants to please her daddy
....

Unable to control the swelling , his cock feels like it will
explode. Could he ? Should he ? Surely he should not. But it had
been so long since his wife died. . .Two years. . . Working, no
time for a relationship.... And here was a sweet, small version
of  Her, sucking on his thick finger...Moving it around a little,
slipping his finger in and out slowly . Torture...

" Honey, you need to get up " Close to tears, she does not
understand.......  "Daddy ?? Did I do something wrong ?? Are you
mad at me ?"

Lifting her from him, his cock is close to cumming off. the
precum forming on the tip "No my sweet Baby, not at all !! "
::::smiling at her ::::  "Lets go get your bath, shall we ? " 
"Um, okay.....sure daddy ...."

Running the water, helping her from her clothes, he sets his
sweet one in the tub, letting her play with her toys . He sees
that she is hurt by his sudden need to have her off of him, but
he needs to turn away before he goes too far...Those little
folds, hairless and full. Pouting at him....That soft tender
behind, looking so inviting to a caress... Wondering what it
would be like to ......No .

" Call daddy when you are done honey, and I will wash your back "
Seeming to forget her daddy's brush off ,  she sing - songs back
, " Okay daddy "

He went to her room, laying out her little  white panties, a
nightgown and her robe, Stroking his cock lightly through his
pants. God, was it hard. Willing it to go down now, he could jerk
off later to a mag or video ......What was he thinking ?? Mmmm,
he knew what...but no .....

After half an hour or so , not hearing any movement , he slowly
went to the door of the bathroom to look in on her. Laying back
with her perfect little legs spread, was his daughter, fingering
her little baby pussy..She was masturbating !! God, he thought ,
where did she learn that !!?? Watching her rub her puffy little
pink lips under the water, seeing her face contort as she
whispered " ohhh, daddy ... yess" He could not take it . This was
his little girl !!! But that finger was slipping in and out so
slowly, so seductively.... His hand absently went to his crotch .
Hard again... Man !!

He cleared his throat and she stopped, red faced and sat up .She
shot a look at him -  " I am sorry daddy ! " "Uh ..... Baby ? "
He stepped into the bathroom...Not looking at him, she answered .
. . "What ?"  " did it feel good ? .....What you were just doing
I mean " Hesitating a little not liking being caught, wondering
just how much daddy had heard ..." Well, yes daddy , it did . I'm
sorry, I won't do it again... " Looking at her embarassment ,
wanting to ease it despite his arousal . He sat on the edge of
the tub and washed her back, caressing her smooth baby
skin....Ahhh, if she were only a little older....letting her look
away from him , he finally spoke . " Honey, everyone knows what
feels good and what doesn't . It is ok to touch yourself when it
feels like  you need to . Honest. I do it too sometimes. It is
human nature baby ...." " Really daddy ? You touch your um, thing
? " " Yes baby , my penis .Some people call it a cock . Your mom
used to touch me there, but...well...."  Looking at her father,
she suddenly felt sorry for him. Poor daddy, all alone . "Daddy ,
can i ask you ...well...no, nevermind..."  she was, trying.
Opening up to him  a  little more... "Oh my sweet  baby, ask me .
It's okay, I promise  "   Smiling that famous daddy smile at
her... "Well.......I mean........can I see it ? Can I watch you ,
well...you know, touch your um, ....Penis ? "Well baby, why don't
you dress and come to my room with me and I will show you some
pictures...we can look at them together, okay ? "

She thought about it and decided if it would make daddy feel
better, she would do anything he asked. She loved her daddy
...Nodding her head ans smiling, he was satisfied and left her 
to finish. Done with  her bath , she crept to his room to see him
rubbing his crotch through his pants . A tingle she didn't
understand went throught her little private places....

Taking out an adult magazine or two, he rubbed his cock just a
little looking at the slim young looking model that was his
favorite .Mmmm, that shaved snatch ...how many nights did he
masturbate with his eyes trained on it, wishing he could just
lick it...? The ache that always seemed to linger there, was
worse than ever. He stopped and waited for her to come to him....
Showing her some cock and pussy might be less frightening in a
book than in reality ...At least to start with .

Changing into just a robe , he layed on the bed, propped up on
the pillows . As she came quietly into the master bedroom, he
patted the spot beside him with the comforter turned down . She
bounced up onto the big king sized bed, and snuggled in close. He
picked up a magazine and asked her if she still wanted to see
some pictures ? Or just snuggle and talk ...She said he wanted to
see what he wanted to show her, a little eager to get to it.
Scared, and excited, she wiggled her little body  closer to him,
feeling his heat...

He started with some tame pictures , depicting women in various
states of undress. Some men nude, and hard...Then, when she
started to turn the pages for herself, he let her look at
whatever  she  wanted to see.....A hand wrapped around a thick
cock, a sequence of a woman masturbating for a man, slipping a
dildo in and out of her slick pussy while the man jerked off and
shot cum all over her breasts ....Stiffening at the sight he
asked " So, what do you think baby ? " She looked on, taking it
all in...."But daddy, she has hair down there on her...her
privates "  "Well honey, I like to call it your pussy. You can
call it that too ...But you have a baby pussy, no hair yet , and
I like looking at it that way. Hair comes when you are older .But
see , look at her " He turned the pages to his favorite model.
"Just as pretty a pussy as the hairy ones baby...." Looking at
the hard dick in the magazine, she asks "Daddy ? Do you have hair
?......Like him ?" "Yes honey, I do "  " Can I see ? "  "Maybe
later honey  Just look at the pictures for now....."

She kept looking at the pictures of the woman masturbating . "
Daddy, that's kind of  like  what I do . I like to touch my baby
pussy in my bed or in the bathtub.It feels so good."  Her daddy
slipped his hand to her thigh and rubbed a little .  " Will you
show daddy honey ? Show me your pretty little pussy...."  "Oh yes
daddy " She scooted down off of the bed taking her robe & nighty
off . " Pull your panties down sweetie  , let daddy see " "Yes
daddy. " She slowly ( as if she knew of teasing a man ) pulled
down her little cotton panties. . .

Looking down, embarrased at being such a baby  , she says "Daddy
, I have to go potty .... " "It's okay , lets go to the bathroom
then sweetie " He followed her into his bathroom...

"Daddy, you cant be in here, I have to pee !! she giggled " Its
okay baby, let daddy watch " She frowned a little, but really had
to go . She sat on the toilet seat and spread her legs a little 
to let her daddy see.....It took her a second, but the warmth
started, as her trickle did...Her eyes closed as the sweet relief
came and came...Daddy went to his knees " Spread your legs a
little more baby girl , yessss, thats it , let daddy see you go
pee...let it all out......ooooh, now doesn't that feel better ? "
His fingers went to his cock absently as she pulled her little
lips apart for him "Ohhhh, yes baby , I like watching you. We can
do this every day , ok ? " He watched the little yellow stream
coming from her tender pink folds. " Ok do you like it ? 'Cause ,
I would like to pee for you all the time daddy "

"Am I doing it okay daddy ? " she asked. He moaned a little and
replied. " Oh, yes honey, very nice. Pull your little lips open
some more, let daddy really see it....Mmmm, yessss, good
girl...That makes daddy's cock feel very good . And  very, very
strong "  She urinated untill she felt she could go no more. Juat
little spurts coming out now... "Daddy ? Can I ....well, can I
watch you pee too  ?" she asked as the stream slowly stopped .
Daddy got some  toilet paper and wiped her folds tenderly . He
supposed he could muster up a good amount  for her to see...

She stood and he manuvered into place. His cock rose from his
robe and he put his big hand over it, aiming it to the bowl....He
head was so damned cose. He willed his erection down long enough
to pee, as she watched. " Oh daddy, it is so big. " " No honey,
you are little, it just looks big .Nothing to be scrared of baby
"

He finnished, andfor her bennefit, walked to the sink and rinsed
his cock off.

They returned to the bed, and he layed her down.  " Daddy loves
you baby, you know that " "Yes daddy, I know " she smiles up at
her daddy... "Good girl...now, I want you to show daddy your
sweet , pretty baby pussy....what you do when no one else is
looking..." With that, she reached a finger to her sweet little
pussy. So pink and innocent. Never touched by anyone but her. . .
His fingers spread her smooth little lips as she rubbed at her
clit shyly. "No holding back baby girl , show daddy what you were
doing in the bath ....."  "Yes daddy " She fingered her little
slit more rapidly, as he lay down in front of her . Spreading her
legs a little wider , he asked " Do you want daddy to touch it
baby ??"  "Oh yes daddy ! touch me"

He wet his finger in her mouth ( !!Oh that sweet young mouth !! )
 and reached slowly to rub her tiny clit, coaxing it out from
under it's little hood. His fingertip penetrated her vagina ever
so lightly, working in and out slowly, so as not to scare his
sweet baby. Feeling the tightness of her, made his head swim ,
and his cock more rigid than it had been in his entire 35 years.
. . He bent , smelling her....sweet, soapy, a little trace of her
urine...God...

"Oooh , Daddy !" she whispered "Please !"   He was soooo close to
her little pussy .... "What baby ? Tell daddy what you want honey
..." " Lick me daddy ...Please!  lick  me and make it feel better
!! " He graoned a little and let his tongue fall to her sliky
little folds . Fingering her gently, licking her baby pussy.
Heaven, pure and simple . She raised her little hips to meet his
licking tongue, making him go deeper. Feeling her trembling, he
ate her tender , sweet little puffy lips, her clit, her asshole
...She gasped at that, as he pressed the tip of his strong tongue
over her little anus , and into  the tight little ring, gently
tongue fucking her little virgin  asshole "Uhhhh ! Daddy !! you
can't dooo that !! it is where I go , well, you know , potty !!"
He licked on and on, fingering her tight little cunt , showing
her what extasy was..."unnnhhh , ohhhh daddyyyy "  Her sweet
daddy was licking, touching , sweet, innocent, so damned
tender...She finally came, squeeling and wrapping her little legs
around her daddy's head , screaming, panting, writhing...."yes
baby, cum for daddy honey, let it go , let it all come out " She
panted and shuddered on his face, making his efforts double to
take his sweet baby higher ..."Uuuuuhhhh, daddy !!! "

Resting for a few, he rolled over and layed on his back , with
her tucked under his arm like a little bird...Her fingers on his
belly...so close..." Baby, remember when I let you suck on my
finger in the den ? " " Yes I do Daddy "  " Well baby, would you
like to do that to daddy's penis ? I mean you can touch it first
if you want to ...."

She rolled up to see it. It was so hard, it looked like it hurt.
She saw it poking up from the folds of his robe...Her little
fingers went around the thick tool, watching daddy's eyes close
and his head go back, she thought she'd hurt him ! He only moaned
and placed his hand over hers and stroked himself to stiffness
with her tiny hand. "Lick it for daddy...lick my cock baby, you
made me so hard"  She was pleased that daddy was happy again, and
she bent to lick her father's cock...

The taste and texture of her father's precum shocked her a bit,
but she soon learned to like it  as she let her little pink
tongue slip out and lick it off. Daddy moaned and almost yelped
when she took the cock head into her mouth . She sucked it and
tried to get more, but it was  much too big for  her. He muttered
"It's okay baby, just suck what you can " "MMMMMMM, " she moaned
into his cock....."Mmm, yes baby, suck on daddy's sweet cock, do
you like it baby ? Ohhh, my cock feels so good baby, yes, suck 
it  my sweet angel ...." Moaning softly, holding her little head
in his hands , guiding her gently ...

Sucking, licking like he did to her, she had her daddy close to
cumming so he pulled her to him and kissed her. Such soft
exquisite little lips. Like a doll....She tasted herself on him
when he opened her mouth to take his sweet tongue... "Daddy, I
want to watch you do it. Show me ? Please ? "  Okay baby, come
here "

He lifted his naked daughter to his thighs so she was facing him.
He slipped a finger into her wet little hairless slit, and found
her clitty...Rubbing it, she squirmed as he fingered her .
"Ooooh, daddy !! please, make it feel good again !!!!"  He
pressed into her little pussy harder, making her come close, then
backing off as he stroked his cock  for her " Spit on it a little
baby, get it wet for daddy " She leaned in , and that sweet mouth
opened, wetting the head of his hard cock...He moaned as he felt
the slickness of her sweet baby pussy and the wetness of her spit
on his rock hard member...


"Baby, remember the picture ? The white stuff that came from the
man's penis ? " "Yes daddy ???" " Well, I am going to let some
out too in a little bit... . It happens when daddy  gets too
excited ...It sprays all over baby are you ready ? " "Oh please
daddy !!! Please let me have your white stuff !! "

Daddy stroked and fisted his cock hard, feeling the tension build
. Hand pulsing up and down, squeezing a little harder just under
the head , Feeling the ultimate love for his little girl, he
stroked slowly, then faster, slow, then fast, as she watched,
facinated with his stiff cock . Railing against it, trying to
hold back, he simply could not... " Baby !!!
Daddy...is.....cuuuummmmingggg !! Uhhhhh!!!!! " "Cum for  me
daddy ! Cum for me " Over and over she cried it out, spurring her
father on "cum daddy ! cum for me  !!" His hips bucked as he
finger fucked her, shooting  fast rivers of sweet hot
cum.....watching the cum spray fast , his balls tightened as he
ejaculated all over her  flat little belly , ribbons of hot ,
white cum spitting from his tortured cock , onto her...."Uhhhh
baby !!!  That;s what I need !! Cumming for my sweet baby !!!! "
he cried out... Slowing, he eventually pumped less as the
sensitivity crept back into his cock and he could no longer stand
to touch it.

Catching his breath , he saw that his angel  was still squirming
on his hand ....."Lay down honey, daddy will take care of you "

She layed on her back as her daddy came to lick her puffy little
lips again , eating some of her come, some of his , licking her
in a fury till she came and came...feeling her shoot onto his
tongue , giving him her sweet baby nectar, mingled with his salty
cum and a little of her sweet pee, released in the intensity of
her little orgasms....He nuzzled her and licked her untill she
was contented and sleepy.....

Showering her with him , caressing her flat chest and fingering 
her gently one more time, rocking her slowly to a mini orgasm, he
finally dried her off and dressed her. In his robe, he guided her
back to the master bedroom . He told her yes when she asked if
they could sleep in his bed together . "I love you so much daddy
." He looked down at her ans told her he loved her too. She fell
asleep curled in her strong daddy's arms..." what a night " he
thought, as he rested and finally drifted off.


Part 8:

Sweets remained seated while Sam sat on the edge of his desk with
his eyes looking over her head for several minutes. She watched
his leg swing back and forth and noticed he had really long socks
on because his pant leg rose and she could still see socks.


She wondered if men wore knee socks like she did with her school
uniform. Her knee socks came up to where her pleated plaid skirt
ended at her knee. She thought about how the nuns were always
checking to be sure the girls did not roll their skirts at the
waist so their knees showed above their knees socks.


She remembered when her friend Tammy did that and got caught.
Sister Ralph took Tammy to the cloak room and paddled her. Tammy
said it was not so bad. Sister Ralph let her stand up and hold
her skirt up while she paddled her on her underpants and the back
of her legs. It did not hurt much; Tammy showed Sweets where the
welts were on the backs of her legs and Sweets felt sorry for
Tammy. Tammy laughed it off and said, someday I will tell you a
story about my Grandpa and how he cured my tummy aches. Sweets
made a note to herself to ask Tammy about that story when she
went back to boarding school this fall.


Sam stood up and went around to the chair behind his desk and
began speaking to Sweets.


Let me give you some background information, first, Sweets so you
know why Charlie and the other guys like little ones like you.
You see, girls grow up and become women whom we love and enjoy,
of course, because women are just wonderful. The problem is that
some men spend all their time hunting for the cunts of these
women and some of these women become hunters themselves.


Charlie and I and the other guys like these kind of hunters for
when we are married or just playing around. Hunter cunts really
know how to give a guy a good time. Some of them wear us out and
wind up with each other and all sorts of tools that hunters use
to bag their quarry, we like that and it is fun for the most
part.


But some of us got together one night over at the vet's club and
we talked about how tired we were getting from all those hunter
cunts chasing us all the time and making us too tired for
anything but a long soak in a tub after their games day in and
day out.


We agreed that we wanted something else, something sweet that
needing taking care of, something to water and play with like
when we were little and played doctor or looked at our sister's
pussy when she was asleep or let us when she was awake. We all
agreed that we just loved pussy and that we would be nice to any
that we found.


Charlie opened his store as a front for collecting the pussies we
wanted. When you showed up to read the comic books and look for
some candy, Charlie, who is good at this, saw your potential.  Am
I making sense to you, Sweets?


Sweets nodded...that explains why Eleanor talked about others in
the neighborhood..some of what she said is beginning to...Sam
interrupted..Eleanor was one of our first pussies, Sweets, she
and my daughter were friends.


Eleanor grew up kind of fast because many of us did not know then
what we know now about taking care of little pussies. Some of us
had old ideas about hunting cunts stuck in our head.


We did things to Eleanor that made her want more than was good
for her and good for us. Sometimes we treated her like a little
boy and put things inside her which were not good for her. We
later learned that we should use boys for those games.


In the meantime, Eleanor got kind of boyish and even when we like
to watch what she did to the other girls and boys, we realized
that we had lost control of her. She became a regular hunter cunt
and we could not use her the same way any more.

Am I talking too fast here, Sweets, can you follow what I am
saying?

Sweets nodded, yes, Sam, I think I know what you are talking
about and I do know what you mean about Eleanor. She kind of made
me nervous and I felt a little afraid of her after awhile. I was
glad she left me alone. She said I was too much work and made me
cry because she poked at me and laughed at my pussy in front of
Charlie.

Sam cooed at Sweets, poor baby, none of us will ever laugh at
your pretty pussy...we know what it needs and we are all nice to
them, not like Eleanor. Sometimes they need a little spanking,
but we always kiss them all better, do you know what I mean?

Yes, Sam, said Sweets. Charlie did that to my pussy today!  Sam
said, I know, he called me and explained why he had to do it, but
that you were such a good girl, maybe I could help you, too. 
Would you like that?  Would you like to show me your little pink
pussy?

Sweets asked, are you sure it is OK? Will Charlie get mad at me?

Sam said, Charlie wants me to see your pussy, Sweets, he knows
how I love baby pussy, too. He remembers my daughter who had the
sweetest pussy in the world. He remembers my stories about her
and shares my keen appreciation for being nice to baby pussies.

Why don't you hop up on this desk, honey, and let me take a look?
 Sam began clearing the top of the desk to make room for her to
lie down. Sweets hesitated, but Sam was so nice and the door was
locked so that awful Jim would not come back in...maybe...



Part 9:


Sweets watched Sam snap up the sides of the desk so the desk was
wider. One side had small metal circles into which Sam told her
to put her feet as he helped up onto his desk.


He put a couch throw pillow at one end for her head and another
half way toward the circles and showed her how to lie with her
knees bent up and to scoot down toward the circles where her feet
would go. When she was in place, he asked her to scoot down close
to the circles and to open her knees wide.


She felt a little afraid and he had to push her knees apart and
soothe her for a few minutes. He moved his rolling chair around
to the side where the circles were to begin his inspection.


First, he patted the wet spots on her white cotton panties and
said, that is good, Sweets, you are leaking a little. Do you have
to go pee? Can you hold it for a little while? This will not take
long. Sweets nodded and squirted a little more and his hand
patted her panties while the wetness came through.


You are such a good girl, Sweets, you know what I want here,
don't you? Sweets said, Charlie likes it when I squirt, do you
like it too? Sam smiled, Sweets, I love it and when we finish
here, I will help you squirt alot, OK?


He began speaking as he tugged on her panties. Sweets, try to
relax, this is like the doctor's office.  Have you been to a
doctor who put you on his table like this? Sweets replied, yes,
when I was little and my bottom was sore, the doctor put a light
behind his head and used rubber gloves and some jello stuff so my
bottom would not hurt.


Sweets, I have no rubber gloves today and I promise to be gentle.
Where did he put his fingers, honey? Sweets said, he touched my
pee hole which was sore and looked at it, then he put a finger
inside, you know...then he rubbed my tummy while his finger was
inside.


Sam said, will you let me do that, too? By then he had her
panties near her ankles and lifted her legs one at a time to
remove the panties which he sniffed and set aside. Using his
forearms to keep her legs from closing, he put both hands onto
her pussy and stretched open her tiny lips and put his face close
to her pee hole. His warm breath made her squirt a little.


Sam said, hold it baby girl, hold it for now, just let me look at
what we have here. He touched the lips and then moved his finger
down to her anus and gently touched where it puckered, then
stopped. Sweets, he said, I have no jelly to make this easy for
you, but I can wet it with my tongue, can you hold still while I
do that? Sweets nodded a yes, Sam lifted her bum up and leaned
into where his tongue was headed and said, are you ready, baby?


She felt his tongue go inside the puckered place and it was warm
and did not hurt. Then his finger followed his tongue and that
hurt a little, she squirmed and Sam said, hang on, pretty girl,
it is almost over, then he pushed his finger way in and held it
there. He kept his eyes and his other hand on her pussy which
began to leak a little. Then he lowered his face and put his
mouth on her pee hole and blew some warm air from his mouth into
the opening.


She liked that. She held still while he began sucking on her pee
hole with his finger in her bottom even though she wanted to
wiggle and squirt at him. He lifted his head and asked, are you
all right, baby girl? Will you give me some? Will you give Sam
some of your juice?


He put his mouth back on her pee hole and waited until the drops
arrived, then the flow began and he sucked harder holding her
still from moving. She liked that. She wanted to squirt for him
and move for him and not move for him. The sucking was the best
part and she wished he would not stop, but he did. His mouth was
shiny and wet and he kept licking his lips and smiling.


Sweets, you have some primo pussy there, the boys are going to
just love you, baby girl, they are going to just love your pussy,
my Sweets. How do did you like that, he asked as he pulled his
finger out and patted her wet pussy.


Sweets said, Sam, I liked what you were doing, why did you stop?
I have more ready.  Do you want some more? Charlie makes me do it
until there is no more and the little pain comes.


Sam said, Charlie gets greedy, honey, I can wait awhile while the
little pussy cools off, can you feel how hot it is? Sweets
reached to touch her bottom and Sam said, no, baby, that is not
for you to touch, just lie still and feel it throbbing like your
heart beats and notice how it feels when the air hits it while it
is open.


Sweets had some questions and Sam said, go ahead and ask. Sweets
asked why this felt so good and why Sam and Charlie did that when
her Daddy did not do that, her Daddy probably did not know that
it was good for her like Sam and Charlie knew, could that be why
he did not do that?


Sam thought for a moment, then said, Sweets some Daddy's want the
hole beneath your pretty pee hole because they do not know this
one is better for the little girls like you. They just do not
know what Charlie and I and the other men know about baby girls.


Some of them remember when they changed their daughter's diapers
how the pretty little pussy would be wet and warm just like the
diaper in their hands. They wanted to put their mouth there, but
the Mommys were watching.


They did not want the Mommys to get jealous or think that the
Daddys liked the baby girl's pussy, too. Not for the same reason
they liked the Mommys pussies, but because the baby girl's pussy
was just so cute.


Some Daddy's put on white ointment and rubbed it into the grooves
when the Mommys were not watching, they put their fingers inside
the puckered place and right into this slit, like this..and he
moved his finger around her pee hole so she squirted some more.


Other Daddys put on lotion or powder then made sure none got into
these grooves here... and he moved his finger up and down until
she wiggled and dripped again. The Daddy's that liked to play
with the baby girl's pussy did not tell anyone, they eventually
just stopped doing that and the baby girl's missed it and some of
them rubbed their pussies onto their Daddy's lap when they played
horsey on his knees. The Daddy's liked that and wanted to give
their baby girls a ride but Mommys and other people said they
were too old to be doing that.


Sweets said, Sam, I know what you mean! My Daddy would not let me
do horsey on him after awhile and I wanted to and they all made
me get down and told me to stop sucking my thumb and behave
myself.  I remember just what you are saying!


Sam said, Sweets, the inspection is finished and I am pleased to
inform you, little girl, that we have many Daddys waiting just
for you.  You do not need to ask your regular Daddy for the sweet
stuff anymore. We have so many nice Daddys for you, even nicer
than me and Charlie.  Would you like some of them to play with
you?  Sweets said, yes!


Part 10:

Sweets Stories 12/97


Sweets really liked Tom, the man who ran the toy and comic book
store even though he was younger than Charlie. He let her touch
his fingers where the tips were missing and he said he like her
doing that. She had not seen him since that time he leaned
against her and held her hand on his hand. She decided to go to
his store and visit him.


When the door bell signalled that she had entered, she saw a boy
come out from between those counters where she knew Tom sat. The
boy brushed by her and went out while that bell was sounding,
then Tom's face appeared somehow in the mirror up high and in
back at the same time that he looked toward the door. He seemed
glad to see her.


She walked back to where his chair was and stood in front of the
comic book and toys rack on the wall across from him. He had
taken his seat behind her. She started to  reach up for a comic
on the shelf above her while she said, Hi, Tom, how are fingers
today? He laughed out loud, you remembered!


Sweets said, of course. Tom rose to stand beside her and held out
his hand. Would you like to see for yourself how they are?


Sweets looked at his hand and noticed the scars were red today.
She asked whether they hurt. Tom replied, some days, the weather,
some days, the cleaning solutions make them sore and hot.  Would
you like to make them all better?


Sweets paused and touched one with one finger, Tom said, right
there, that is just where it hurts!  She stroked the scars on
that finger with her smaller finger and thought she felt a
squirt. She hoped he did not notice that touching his scars made
her squirt.


He held out the other fingers for her inspection. Then she
touched each one, one at a time while his eyes closed and he
leaned against her. She did not feel afraid. She liked watching
him smile that way with his eyes closed and she liked how he
smelled of men's cologne and sweat so close to her.


She kept on touching and stroking the scars as one whole finger
pointing straight at her. It reminded her of something...Tom
spoke very softly, you know how much I like this, don't you? It
takes all the soreness away and makes them cooler when you do
that. You are such a good girl to do that for me, did you know
that?


Sweets blushed.  Tom said, you are so pretty when you go all pink
like that. His other hand reached for one of her braids laying on
her chest. Tom took his time lifting the braid, then pulled her
toward him and she barely balked. He was so nice and round and
soft to be near, the bottons of his shirt had threads hanging
from them, the button holes were frayed, she wondered if he was
married and guessed not. He probably lived with his mother or
maybe by himself.


He pressed her face against his chest while looking down the
aisle toward the front door. She felt a little squished and tried
to wriggle away. He held her fast.


He said, you are such a sweet thing, is there anything you would
like? Is there anything I could give you for being so nice to my
sore fingers? Then he released his hold and looked down into her
eyes. She said, can I use your bathroom? I have to go pee right
now. Tom said, sure, it is in the back. Don't mind the mess, New
stock arrived and there are boxes everywhere, don't trip, the
light is on the right as you go into the toilet room.


She found her way and closed the door and sat down to pee. She
looked straight ahead at the door which had holes in it all in a
row. She thought she saw movement but then light changed as if
someone had passed it. She figured Tom was out where those boxes
were piled all around. She had to wait for the pee to start, then
she finished, pulled up her underpants and turned to flush. The
door opened.


Tom stood in the doorway. He said, hold on a minute, Sweets, your
dress seems to be caught in your panties, here, let me help. He
was behind her before she could turn around.


He spoke into her ear. Sweets, can I look at your bum? Sweets did
not move. He repeated the question and without answering, Sweets
bent over and pulled her pants down, then held onto the seat
while he moved her dress up out of his way. He went down on his
knees and put one hand on each part and opened her wide. She
said, Tom, is that looking? He said, yes, pretty girl, this is
looking, now hold still, I have something for you. She stood bent
over quietly waiting for what he had.


She felt his tongue enter her anus and tried to move away from
it. It felt stuck there. He pushed more of it in, then out and
said, relax, little girl, let Tom in, let Tom tongue your little
hole. She did not want to relax, she wanted that tongue to get
out of her. He began to move it in and out and was pushing her
head against the toilet box.


She said, Tom, please, my head hurts when you push in like that,
please stop doing that? Tom withdrew his tongue and kissed her
buttocks one by one and stood up. She pulled up her panties, he
pulled down her dress and he left the room.


She stood there remembering the part that did not hurt when her
head hurt. The hole felt nice and wet, maybe that was not so bad.
He did stop when she told him to stop and he was really nice and
she felt sorry for his scars on his fingers and wanted him to
smile like he did while she was touching them.


She felt confused. Why would Tom want to put his tongue in there?
That was where she pooped. She could not understand why Tom,
gentle round Tom, would want to put his  tongue in where she
pooped. Old men were strange, she thought, Charlie and Sam wanted
her pee hole and Tom wanted the other hole. She walked out to the
main store and could not see him right away. He had returned to
that seat out of sight.


She passed down the aisle without looking at him and let the door
with bells ringing slam behind her.


Part 11:

Sweets Stories 12/97


When Sweets got to Charlie's store, she saw the boy who ran out
of Tom's store when she visited Tom. He was behind the counter
reading a comic book. Charlie was leaning on the glass top of the
candy counter resting his head on his crossed hands looking
toward the street. The door bell sound seemed to startle Charlie
who looked up and saw Sweets.

Charlie asked, how did it go? You got to meet Sam, OK?  Yes,
Charlie, she said...then whispered, who is that boy over there?
Charlie said, that is my youngest son, Chuck, would you like to
meet him?

At the sound of his name, Chuck, looked up, recognized Sweets and
put his finger to his lips as if to seal them and keep a secret.
Sweets decided not to say where she had met him before.

She said, Hi, Chuck!  When Charlie looked his way, he pretended
to keep reading as if he had not heard her greeting. Charlie
yelled at him, Chuck, take your nose out of that comic book for a
minutes and say hello to Sweets, here?

Chuck looked up with a hello Sweets and went back to reading.
Charlie said, can you two mind the store, I want to get a slice
of pizza up the street, be back in a flash.

Chuck gave him a go Dad, I will be here, and returned to his
reading.

As soon as Charlie left, Sweets asked Chuck, what is the secret?
Chuck said, I don't want my father to find out you saw me at
Tom's.

Sweets said, how come? Chuck said, do you know about Tom and what
he does to the boys in our gang?  No, said Sweets, what does he
do? Chuck said, he sucks us off.  Sweets said, what do you mean?
Chuck said, usually three or four of us go, not like me alone
today, and he does eenie, meanie, minny moe on our dicks and
picks one and sucks it off while we count the beats.

Sweets said, you mean, he touches you down there and puts his
mouth on it? Yeah, said Chuck, he's good, too, we all like it, he
is better than any girl around here. Sometimes, he lets one of
the bigger guys stick it in his ass, that is really funny, cause
Tom has a big ass and we have hold him open while the big kids
find his asshole...it is really funny sometimes..they laugh so
hard, they can't even do it to him and sometimes he cries or
something while they try to get it back up so they can put it in.


Sweets asked, who is in your gang, how old? Chuck said, I'm the
youngest and I am thirteen, the others are like fourteen and
fifteen, one guy who got kept back is sixteen, he has the biggest
dong of all of us, he gets sucked off the most...but we are
learning how to stretch it out so it looks longer while he is
counting.

Sometimes, he lets me come back when the other guys are gone for
a special treatment. He likes to ream out my ass with his tongue
while I bend over, he holds onto my balls and it sure feels good.
Can't get a girl to do that even to the older guys, girls are
weird about stuff like that. You can do it to them, but they
don't return any favors at all. Tom is handy to have around to
get your rocks off with.   How well do you know Tom?


Sweets said, not too well, but I liked him and his scarred
fingers until today. He pushed his tongue in to my bum and I was
not ready and it felt like it was stuck so I told him to stop.


Chuck laughed, boy, wait till the guys hear that, they figured he
was just a fag who did not like girls...maybe he just likes any
old assholes. Sweets said, that is not nice, maybe he just made a
mistake cuz I was there and you weren't.  It felt big and I was
surprised, that's all, my head was being banged on the toilet
box, that is the part that hurt. The other part was not that bad
really. Chuck laughed, but you have no balls, what did he work
his hand on?


Nothing, said Sweets, he did not touch my bottom, there. Chuck
said, if he is as good on you as he is on my balls and my dick,
then you'd like it. He really knows his stuff.


Sweets said, but you are only thirteen, not big like a man, are
you sure he does that stuff? Hey Sweets, I got enough to give him
a handful, wanna see?  He began unsnapping his jeans, Sweets
said, well maybe, I haven't seen anyone thirteen, well, maybe,
OK.


Chuck pulled his penis out through his briefs and Sweets
giggled...that looks like a washed out crayola crayon, those big
kind with the ridges on the side and cone top...that looks weird,
more like a baby's than a man's...Chuck said, but it works, Tom
makes it work and I know how to work it just like the other guys
in the gang. You wanna touch and see how it feels? Sweets reached
her forefinger over and touched the shiny top...still looks like
a crayola giant size crayon to me.

Chuck asked, hey, can I see yours? Sweets thought about it while
he waited for an answer.. well, maybe, a little, but not the
whole thing, not here in the store...Chuck said, no one can see
from outside or over these counters, go for it!

She put the hem of her dress up under her chin, pulled her
panties down in front and he gazed awhile and said, lot smaller
crack than Tom's ass....he laughed, and no hair on it...all girls
supposed have hair on their pussies..

Sweets said, I am almost ten and I will have hair in a couple of
years. Chuck said, can you open the crack and give a shot of what
is under the fat parts? Sweets said, OK, let me tuck my dress up
or maybe you could hold it up out of the way? Chuck said, sure,
let me help.

Chuck leaned down while Sweets held the lips open and then he
said, looked like you peed a little, it is wet there...but, not
much to it, is there? I think I like dicks better, there is more
to them...what do you think about that?

Sweets let go the lips and pulled up pants and said, well, old
men like it! They don't like dinky little dicks like yours. They
like to suck on my pee hole, ha, ha, on you!

The doorbell sounded and Chuck pocketed his penis in a
hurry...don't tell my Dad about Tom or this stuff, it would make
him beat me...promise? Sweets said, I promise.


Part 12:

Sweets Stories 12/97

When Charlie returned, he smelled of pizza and beer. He told
Chuck to take off for awhile and for Sweets to stick around.
Chuck left and Charlie looked at Sweets, then asked, what's up
Sweets, you look like got caught with your hand in the cookie jar
or something..your face is red.


Nothing, Charlie, Sweets said.  Charlie said, come in the back, I
will lock up here and we can play for awhile.  Maybe not today,
Charlie, I should be getting home soon. Charlie paused while
locking the door...what's that, he said, what did I hear you say?
Sweets repeated, maybe I should go home now?  Charlie said, no,
Sweets, not today..we have some work to do, some pussy work to
do. Go in the room and take off those panties and lay down beside
my big chair, I will be right in.


Sweets went in the back room, took off her panties and lay down
on the rug beside Charlie's chair. When Charlie came in, he told
her to get that dress up above her waist. She pulled it up
slowly, Charlie seemed grouchy or something. He came and stood
above her facing down onto her little pink pussy which quivered
while he stared down at it. She could hear but could not see him
opening his zipper. She lay quietly waiting as he began to pee on
her pussy and used his feet to hold her still when she jumped at
the first hot splash on her legs.


Charlie said, open those lips, get that pussy open, Sweets, get
it open for me..wider, wider, that is a good girl, hold it open
for Charlie, baby, I want to warm you up. He directed the stream
toward where her lips were parted and the stream was hot and
sharp somehow. It made her want to move away from it falling so
hard on her pee hole. His legs and feet held her still until he
finished and shook the last few drops on her belly. Charlie
spoke, this is what we have for the baby pussies, honey, this is
what we need to practice, so you hold still while we spray your
pussy, then if you do, we will suck your pee hole dry...got it?


Sweets was quiet and felt the hot urine sliding down to beneath
her buttocks, then it seemed to cool as she stayed on that rug. 
She felt like a dog peed on her as if she were a lampost or
something. She liked the hot part and the sharp part a little,
but did not like feeling it cool as it trickled down inside her
thighs to make her bum wet.



Charlie said, get up and take off that dress and that undershirt
you are wearing and go into that shower over there.  She did as
she was told and felt his eyes watching her take off her dress or
she tried to without untying the belt and it got stuck..Charlie
came over to help pull it back down, untie the belt and then lift
it up again. His big penis was just hanging out of his pants and
bounced while he helped her.  It was so much bigger than Chuck's
and had all these veins showing on it.


Charlie said, I know what you are looking at Sweets, but that is
not for you, I do not fuck baby pussies, just cunts and you have
no cunt and I have other plans for that pussy of yours...now get
that undershirt off...as she removed it, the cold made her tiny
nipples show, he reached over and pinched one so hard, her knees
buckled. He grabbed the other one and pinched again until she
cried out and he brought her to her knees. His big penis kept
bouncing around while he moved she could take her eyes off it.


It looked so different from Chuck's.  Charlie said, stop eyeing
it, none of it is for you, look at me look at me now. Her nipples
hurt and she was chilled by the sound in his voice.


When I say get to the shower, I mean now, not next week, but now.
As he released her nipples, his penis touched her chest and face
and she wished she could just touch it, but he said, no, don't
even think about it, get to the shower.


As she stood and turned he slapped her lightly on the buttocks,
then followed her to the shower.  He tooked the spray handle from
its rack, pushed her into the corner and turned on the water. It
went from cold to hot near her feet, then he adjusted it to a
fine spray, told her to open her legs and he pointed the spray
head at her pussy.


The spray stung at first because it was hot and had like little
points on it. He adjusted the head again until the points changed
to one sharp fast stream and told her to get the lips open, bend
your knees, here it comes..and he sprayed that little pussy while
she jumped and he yelled, hold still!

She could not hold still, it hurt more than when he peed down on
her. It just kept coming and snapping at her pussy and she could
not escape it. He kept moving the spray handle to wherever she
move in the corner. When she stopped holding the walls and tried
to cover her pussy, he slapped her hands away and put his fingers
onto her lips and held them apart so the spray beat on her while
she tried to move out of its range. Charlie was strong and the
spray was hard and fast and he kept doing it...


Sweets started to cry, Charlie, I will tell, I will tell you what
happened while you were gone, I will tell, please, this hurts,
Charlie, I will tell.


He abruptly turned off the water, even as she kept saying, she
would tell what happened... He reached for a towel then covered
her with it, picked her up and carried her to his chair. He laid
her across his lap and began to dry her, all without saying a
word. She stopped sobbing and Charlie patted her hair and said,
good girl, Sweets, tell Charlie what happened while he was
away....



Part 13:

Sweets Stories 12/97


Sweets lay across Charlie's lap wrapped snugly in the towel.
Charlie waited for her to begin telling him what happened while
he went for a pizza and a beer.


Now and then he rubbed his late day bristled chin on her cheek
which made her face sore.

When his hand moved toward her bottom, the towel fell away
exposing her reddened lips to the air, then to his stroking. With
one hand, he deftly spread open the small slit, tucked his thumb
in and let the lips close around it.


Even though her bottom hurt from all that warm water being
sprayed hard on it, she liked his thumb resting just like that.
Slowly, she let her legs relax and open wider, let her knees
unbend and her legs hang down and she thought about how she still
liked to suck her thumb in bed when no one was watching her.


Charlies big thumb did not press or rub, it just lay there and
she felt it between the sore lips and on her sore pussy. She
liked how it was not heavy, but just there. She wanted to squirt
a little on it, but did not want to move either.


She could hear the traffic noises outside and now and then a
siren.

His thumb stayed still, she did not move, he did not move. She
felt perfectly happy.

Charlie whispered into her ear, does my baby girl like that?
Charlie made that come pussy noise and she squirted. His thumb
acted like a dam of some kind and held it back in the nicest way
and she liked that.

He did the come pussy sound again and she wished he would never
stop as there was no place to squirt out and his thumb felt
heavier and nicer than ever before. She wanted her pussy lips to
hug that thumb and not let it leave.

When Charlie shifted in his seat, the pent up pee escaped and
trickled on his thumb and  down onto his hand and into the towel.
He repositioned his thumb, the lips closed around it and the pee
stopped trickling. She felt suspended in mid air in that quiet
room with his beautiful thumb inside her pussy.

Charlie prompted her, well, Sweets, you have something to tell
me?

Yes, Charlie.  While you were gone, Chuck showed me his thing and
I showed him mine.

Charlie did not respond. Sweets then said, I like yours better,
Charlie. Yours is bigger. I opened mine up a little so he could
look inside at my pee hole. But he did not do what you do when
you look, he just said there was not much to it and why didn't I
have hair like other girls do.


Charlie took a long breath, moved his thumb ever so slighty above
her pee hole and said, Sweets, right here is your clit which is
very tiny right now but we are going to make it bigger for you
before the hair comes and you bleed. We are going to make it big
enough so it sticks out a little between those baby pussy lips.


When we do that, then boys will want to be touching it, some will
want to bite it...she winced and moved closer to Charlie. Boys
are not good for your clit, baby, it reminds me of their small
penises and they want it out of their way so they can get inside
fast, down here. He moved his thumb below her pee hole to the
next opening that she had not touched since the priest told her
to leave her bottom alone.


Charlie continued, you must not let boys touch that clit, honey,
that clit is the most important part of a cunt which you will
have when you grow up. You must protect that clit from little
boys who want to hurt it and even to bite it off. As she
shivered, Charlie drew the towel closer around her.


Sweets, he said, I am here to protect your clit, so is Sam and
many others whom you will meet before you go back to school. We
love baby pussy and we adore pretty clits like you are going to
have soon. We like to help little girls learn about pussy work
and making pee holes squirt at a moment's notice.


We want you to learn how to show your pussy to old men, not boys
who want to bite and hurt your clit. Old men are different from
those boys, they like little pussies and they love seeing and
growing a clit in between baby pussy lips.


They like putting water on those pussies so the clits jump around
and get bigger. They especially enjoy making those pussies red so
the little clits stick out and look pink and pointed, ready for
sucking and glad to have water poking at them.


Even some women like those baby pussies with clits that show
between the lips. Some women are as careful as old men about
being nice to little pussies. We have a few we let in at the
men's club sometimes, because they are careful when they play
with pussies like yours.

Do you understand what I am telling you, baby girl?


Sweets nodded yes, then said, I will not show my pussy to any
more boys! What if they bit it? That would be awful. That would
be worse than when they stuck those things in my bum! Oh,
Charlie, good thing you told me about boys. I did not know they
were that mean! I just want you and Sam to see my pussy from now
on.


Charlie smiled, withdrew his thumb from between the lips, and
made as if to stand up, then said, Sweets, we have work to do on
that pussy of yours before you go back to school. There is not
much time, there may not even be enough time to grow your clit
bigger, but we could get started and you could practice while you
are at your boarding school, maybe your little friends will help
you with the pussy work...Sweets thought of Tammy and others she
would tell about boys wanting to bite their pussies...Charlie
stood up and helped her to her feet.


Go get dressed, Sweets, it is nearly suppertime and your family
may be worried about you. Sweets got dressed and said Goodbye to
Charlie whose scratchy face rubbed on her face. He unlocked the
front door, held the bells still so they would not make noise and
sent her home.


To be continued........... 

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