Message-ID: <51663asstr$1123272602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: g44g2000cwa.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: messydiaperlvr@yahoo.com X-Original-Message-ID: <1123261547.370227.5510@g44g2000cwa.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Fri, 5 Aug 2005 17:05:51 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: g44g2000cwa.googlegroups.com; posting-host=213.239.193.166; posting-account=7Pp1Cg0AAABoNbADBuyCWFIWoE_76KO4 X-Spamscanner: mailbox7.ucsd.edu (v1.6 Aug 4 2005 15:27:38, 2.1/5.0 3.0.4) X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.8 58834 j75H5q1O078655 mailbox7.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 5 Aug 2005 10:05:47 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Repost: Sweet Stories (M+g,pedo,mc,oral,cum,ws,fetish) Lines: 2095 Date: Fri, 5 Aug 2005 16:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51663> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, dennyw 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. 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