Message-ID: <53312asstr$1142842201@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com From: Uncle Sky<Uncle_Sky@home.alone.invalid> X-Original-Message-ID: <20060320000607.989$E7@newsreader.com> X-NRC-Trace: NewsReader.Com _opQV/LnF3YmOzK_M9JV3F6ZNauM2/32D@i/VG099olASDxX/6 X-Greylisting: NO DELAY (Relay+Sender autoqualified); processed by UCSD_GL-v2.1 on mailbox8.ucsd.edu; Sun, 19 March 2006 21:06:16 -0800 (PST) X-Spamscanner: mailbox8.ucsd.edu (v1.6 Aug 4 2005 15:27:38, -2.2/5.0 3.0.4) X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.8 32758 k2K56ADH042755 mailbox8.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 20 Mar 2006 04:58:45 GMT Subject: {ASSM} RP - The Curmudgeon and Princess by Uncle Sky (Mg, cons, ped, oral) Lines: 1091 Date: Mon, 20 Mar 2006 03:10:01 -0500 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/Year2006/53312> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: emigabe, dennyw Author: Uncle Sky Title: The Curmudgeon and Princess Summary: A little girl gets needed help and more from an old grouch. Keywords: Mg, cons, ped, oral PLEASE NOTE: There are two awards that are given for erotic stories posted free on line. One is the Silver Clitorides, which is given monthly. The other is the Golden Clitorides, which is given annually. These awards have not been awarded lately because of the illness of the individual running them. They are now being started again. These awards are nominated and voted on by the readers. I encourage you to go to the sites listed below and read the stories and vote for your favorite. The Silver Clit's can be found at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Gamera/www/SilverClits/SCA_Current.html The Golden Clit's can be found at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Clitorides/www/GCA_2005.htm I was honored to have this story nominated for the Golden Clit. It is now listed as a finalist for a 2005 Golden Clit. If, after reading this and other nominated stories you feel it deserves your vote, I would be grateful. In any case I encourage you to read the stories and vote for the one you think is most deserving. Thank you. Warning! This is an adult story. It was written for adults on an adult topic. It contains graphic descriptions of sex acts. These acts may involve pre-teens having sex with adults. If you object to this type of material or if you are under the legal age to read such material in your area, please leave now. All others please continue and enjoy yourselves. This story is mine alone and I ask that you respect that. I retain the copyright but give permission for this story to be posted in any group or web site so long as it is completely free and nobody profits from it. I also ask that my credits and intro remain a part of it when it is posted. The following story is a fantasy. It never happened. It takes place completely in that dark part of my mind where I store my fantasies. No real children were hurt or even took part in the writing of this story. Please do not try this at home. This story was written for the Curmudgeon Festival in honor of one who calls himself a curmudgeon in his posts to ASSD. He is a highly respected member of our community and an editor to authors. The curmudgeon in this story is in no way meant to resemble the one we honor. He had nothing to do with the story and does not condone the practices of the characters in it. The Curmudgeon and Princess by Uncle Sky (Mg, cons, ped, oral) I heard someone call Earl a curmudgeon and I wasn't quite sure I knew what it meant. So I looked it up in several sources. Here's what I found. Curmudgeon = Surly person = grouch n : a crusty irascible cantankerous old person full of stubborn ideas An ill-tempered person full of resentment and stubborn notions. Yup. That's Earl all right. You remember when you were a kid there was that old man or woman in your neighborhood who all the kids hated? You know. The one who yelled at you to keep off their property or told you to stop the noise or refused to return your ball when it accidentally went into their yard? I remember one like that, and I'm sure from talking to friends that it is a common situation. Well, Earl was like that. He lived in an apartment in a complex with lots of kids. He was old and single and hated all the noise they made. Mostly he just kept quiet. Once in a while he'd yell at the kids if they did something to annoy him, but mostly he kept to his apartment. When he did go out he kept his head down and a scowl on his face. He went to great lengths it seemed to avoid looking at the kids. Then one day he met Ashley. Ashley lived with her single mother in the apartment next to Earl. She was nine years old and really average looking. She was about four feet tall and weighed around fifty pounds. Her brown hair was never styled and hung down straight to just above her shoulders. She was clean most of the time, except when she was playing and got dirty like any normal kid. But if you looked closely, which Earl never did, you would see there was something about her eyes. They were empty. She was not a happy girl. Ashley's mother was a bitch. Sorry, but that is the best way to describe her. She smoked and drank too much. She was not attractive. Not ugly, just not attractive. Medium height and slightly overweight, she dressed for comfort, not style. She had younger men who visited her from time to time and stayed over night on occasion. When that happened she usually managed to keep Ashley busy elsewhere until bed time and then sent Ashley to bed so she and her boy friend of the moment could be alone. The thing that most people remembered about her was her voice. It was loud and rough and used to excess. It seemed not a day went by that she wasn't outside screaming "AAASHLEEEY!" over and over. Ashley of course was hiding in a vain attempt to avoid what ever it was her mother wanted. Earl didn't like Ashley's mother. He cringed every time he heard her voice yelling. He heard "AAAASHLEEEEY" in his dreams. Or should I say nightmares? He tried not to have any contact with The Bitch. If he passed her and she said hello, which was rare, he would mumble something like "'lo" and keep walking. Then it happened. Earl was walking from his apartment to the mail boxes on the other side of the complex. As he passed Ashley without really noticing her, he heard a small voice. "Hello." He was startled and looked up to see who was speaking to him. It was Ashley, and when his gaze met her eyes he saw something he didn't expect. She smiled at him. Now why in the world would a little girl smile at that nasty old man who everyone knew hated people in general and kids in particular? He was stunned by her action and captivated by her smile. It did something that had not been done to him for a long time. It warmed his heart. He didn't stop. But he answered her clearly and even came close to smiling. At least his lips twitched like maybe he was thinking of smiling. "Hello," he said and continued on his way. On his way back with the mail he looked at her again and she smiled again. Neither said anything that time. Over the next few weeks Ashley smiled and said hello whenever she saw Earl. And he in turn smiled and said hello to her. Once he even said hello first, to his own amazement. Then early one Sunday morning as he was leaving to go buy a paper, he heard The Bitch yelling for Ashley again. He cringed and walked on. When he got to the other side of the complex he saw Ashley just standing there. She wasn't doing anything. When she saw him she smiled and said hello just like so many other times. This time he ventured to say more than hello. "You know your mother is calling you?" Her smile faded and a very tired and maybe sad look spread over her face. The light in her eyes went out and they were cold and empty again. "I know." For a split second he was going to say more. Maybe tell her she should go home. But he didn't. He couldn't. There was some reason that little girl didn't want to go home and he had the feeling it was a good reason. So he said something else instead. "Okay. Be careful." She knew right away that Earl was not going to make her go home and would not tell on her. The smile returned to her face and eyes and Earl knew he had made the right decision. Earl was used to hearing a lot of noise from Ashley's apartment. He was also used to hearing Ashley crying, but most of the time she was just outside her apartment. She would soon be dragged inside by The Bitch, and the crying would either stop or just become too quiet for him to hear. Two weeks after that Sunday he had seen her, Earl heard Ashley outside crying again. He waited for a few minutes and then looked out the window to see what was going on. Ashley was standing just outside her apartment wearing a thin nightgown and sobbing her little heart out. That was the moment Earl made a decision that changed his life. He decided to help Ashley if he could. Earl opened his door and looked over at the little girl. He hesitated. He wasn't used to helping people, especially kids. Just then Ashley glanced over at him. No smile this time. She still sobbed but much more quietly. Earl raised his hand and crooked his finger in the "come here" motion. Ashley didn't hesitate a bit. She walked over to him and just stood there, looking up at him, and sobbed. "What's wrong, Princess? Are you hurt?" Ashley liked hearing him call her Princess. It made her feel special. But she just shook her head no. "Come on, Princess. You can tell me. I won't tell anyone. You know you can trust me, don't you?" "Yes, Mister. I know you won't tell." "Then tell me what's wrong." "My mommy caught me watching what she and John were doing and pushed me out the door and said I could just wait out here until they're done." "That doesn't sound too bad. Why are you crying over that?" She looked embarrassed but finally answered. "Because I have to go to the bathroom, and I'm afraid I'll wet myself if she doesn't let me in soon." Earl was angry now. It was bad enough The Bitch had chased her daughter out with only a nightgown on but to leave her there in such an embarrassing condition was unforgivable. "If you want to, you can come in and use my bathroom." Ashley looked closely into his eyes. She saw something there that made her trust him. She thanked him and walked in the open door of his apartment. He closed the door and showed her where the bathroom was. She went in and started to get on the toilet. Earl was surprised she didn't close the door but thought maybe she was just in too much of a hurry, so he closed it and went to the front room and sat down in his recliner. After a few minutes Earl heard the toilet flush and then Ashley came out to join him. She stood next to his chair and looked at him as if she wanted to ask a question but was frightened. "Is everything okay? Did you want something else?" "Could I stay here with you for a while, please? I don't want to stand out there all alone in only my nightgown." Earl gave it some thought before he answered. After all, this little girl was dressed in only a thin nightgown and he was an old man and didn't want to risk being called a pervert or something. He could get into trouble if they found this little girl here with him all alone and dressed that way. But as he was thinking about it she was looking at him and weeping again. Her little lower lip was sticking out and quivering. "Okay. You can stay for a while, but we better not tell anyone or they might be mad." Her face changed from sad and crying to smiling like her usual self. He could feel the warmth of that smile and knew it was worth the risk to see it. He only had two chairs in his apartment. That was one more than he needed really. There was his chair. It was a very nice recliner. And there was the other chair. It was what you might call a kitchen chair. You know. One of those hard seat, straight-backed chairs with plastic seat and back. Earl gestured to the chair and told her she could sit there and watch TV if she wanted to. "Thank you, Mister. Can I watch cartoons? We don't have a TV and I don't get to watch them any more." Earl nodded and turned the TV on and channel surfed until he came to some cartoons. He turned the sound up a little and then went back to the book he had been reading. Every once in a while he would glance over at her. She was wriggling and changing her position, and he could see she was trying to get comfortable but without success. "You can sit on the floor if you want to. It might be more comfortable." Ashley smiled and got off the chair and walked over to him and sat down in front of him. She leaned back so she was resting her back against his recliner right next to his legs. She stayed there for bit, and he read some more. Then she tugged on his pants leg. "The floor is kinda hard too. Could I sit on your lap?" He thought that was a bit much and was about to say no, but she spoke first. "Please, Mister? I'll keep still and not bother you so you can read." Earl gave in to her plea and, reaching down, picked her up and sat her on his lap. He was about to open his book again when she wiggled her bottom to get comfortable and then leaned back so she was resting against his chest. The feel of her warm little body pressing against him felt good. He instinctively put his arm around her and drew her close. She sighed and he could feel her relax as she watched the cartoons. He didn't go back to his book. He just sat there holding the little girl and thought how nice it was to have her close like that. After about an hour Earl heard The Bitch start yelling for Ashley. But Ashley didn't move. She just kept watching the TV. He didn't say anything either. He didn't want her to leave, and besides, he was afraid of what her mother might say or do if she saw Ashley coming out of his apartment. After a bit The Bitch stopped yelling. "I better go now, Mister. I can sneak out now so Mommy doesn't see where I was. Thank you for letting me use your bathroom and watch cartoons." As she was saying that she got up off his lap and headed for the door. He followed her and opened the door for her. She started to walk out and then hesitated and looked at him for a moment. "Could I come back some time and watch TV again?" "Sure, but I think it's better if we don't tell your mommy. I don't think she would like it." Ashley smiled and reached up to pull him down close to her. She thanked him and kissed him on the cheek, then turned and left. He closed the door just as he heard The Bitch start screaming at Ashley asking her where she had been. He couldn't hear her answer, but it must not have been what her mother wanted to hear because she went on screaming for fifteen minutes. He waited for a knock on his door but none came, so he breathed a sigh of relief. The little girl must have kept their secret. Earl sat back down in his recliner and thought about what had happened. He was feeling remarkably good. Almost happy you could say. He had not felt that happy in a long time. It had been nice to have that warm little body snuggled up in his lap. He wasn't thinking anything sexual. He was thinking about someone who needed him. That was something he wasn't used to, and he was surprised to find he liked it. He liked it a lot. He hoped she would come back soon to watch cartoons again. A couple of days later he heard The Bitch screaming at Ashley again. As she ranted on and on he realized she was moving past his apartment. She was leaving, and he was glad because it meant some quiet for a while. He relaxed and turned to watch the news. After about five minutes there was a very light knock on the door. He almost jumped off the chair. It was very unusual for anyone to knock on his door. He went to see who it was. When he looked out the peep hole he saw the top of a head just below his view. He knew who it must be and opened the door quickly. It was indeed Ashley. "Mommy went out and won't be back until late. Can I come in for a while and watch cartoons? Please?" He stepped aside and motioned for her to come in. She walked over to his recliner and stood there waiting. He was puzzled at first and then realized what she was waiting for. Her seat. She needed him to sit down so she could sit on his lap. He smiled and sat down. She climbed up and made herself comfortable just as she had the first time. He felt rather comfortable himself. Earl picked up the remote and started to surf the channels looking for some cartoons. He couldn't find any, so he stopped on what looked like it might be a movie for kids. They both sat back and watched. He again felt her body relax, as if she were all tight and tense and being there was all she needed to relieve her tension. The movie turned out to be boring even for Ashley. She turned to look at him and he wondered what she was thinking. "Did you want something, Princess?" "Why do you call me Princess?" "Well, you know the story of the princess that kissed the frog and turned him into a prince?" "Yes." "Well, I'm the ugly old frog, and when you smile at me you make me feel like a prince, so you must be a princess." Ashley smiled and cuddled up against him again. After a while she turned to look at him again the same way. "What is it, Princess?" She didn't say anything at first and looked a little frightened. Then she took a deep breath and in a small voice answered him. "It's time for supper and I'm hungry, but Mommy didn't leave anything for my supper. Could I have a cookie or something?" Now Earl was angry again. Not at Ashley for asking but at The Bitch for leaving her daughter alone with nothing to eat. He pushed her off his lap and stood up. She looked frightened at first and then he spoke. "I can do better than that. Do you like macaroni and cheese?" Her eyes brightened and her smile got big and she nodded her head. "Yes, Mister. I love it, but Mommy doesn't make it very often." "Well, you just sit here and I'll make some for our supper. It'll take me about half an hour. Okay?" She nodded and he left her sitting there while he went out to fix their supper. When it was ready he served it in two bowls. Earl didn't have a table. He usually ate sitting in his recliner. He had a four foot long piece of 1x12 that he laid across the arms of the recliner to make a table. He saw no other way to serve it this time, so he got the board out and put the bowls on it. Then he sat down and pulled Ashley onto his lap. He carefully reached for the board and placed it in front of them on the arms of the recliner. They ate their macaroni and cheese that way, sitting close together, almost hugging while they ate. Ashley ate like she was starving. Earl began to think The Bitch didn't feed her daughter very well. He gave Ashley a second helping and watched her eat. When she was done she looked very satisfied and happy. "Thank you. That was very good. I'm full now." Earl got up and put the board away. He stacked the dishes in the sink after rinsing them. He would wash them later. He returned to the recliner. Ashley made room for him to sit down and then moved up onto his lap again. She cuddled against his chest and sighed. They sat like that for a while with the TV on, but they weren't really watching it. They were just comfortable holding each other. Earl started asking Ashley questions. First they were the same that all grown-ups ask kids. How old are you? What grade are you in? Do you like school? You know. Kids get tired of hearing the same questions all the time, but grown-ups just don't know what to ask kids. Then Earl asked a new question. It was one he had been asking himself for a while now. "Ashley, why did you smile and say hello to an old grouch like me?" She paused to give it some thought before answering. Then she looked him in the eye with a sad look on her face. "Because you looked so lonely, like me." He was floored. She had seen his loneliness even as he scowled and looked down all the time. But like her? She had friends that she played with all the time and she went to school too. She must have loads of friends. "But with all your friends how can you be lonely?" "Because nobody loves me. The other kids play with me but they don't care about me. Mommy hates me too. I feel all alone a lot of the time and I saw that you do too. So I thought if I smiled it might make you feel better. Did it?" "Yes, Princess. It made me feel a lot better. Thank you." Ashley smiled and snuggled against his chest again. They sat that way for quite a while, and then Ashley started to wiggle around. Her tiny butt was rubbing Earl's cock. He didn't notice at first, but then he felt something he hadn't felt for many years. It was a tingle in his cock. It started to get hard. He was embarrassed by this strange reaction. He had not had a single sexual thought about this little girl, and suddenly he was getting a hard on. He didn't know what to do so he did nothing. He tried to think of other things, hoping it would go away. It didn't. Ashley wiggled more now as his cock poked her in the butt. Finally she slipped off his lap and turned to look at the bulge in his pants. "Your thingy is all swollen. It must hurt." "No. It's okay." He was embarrassed and didn't know what to do. "I know how to make it all better for you. Do you want me to?" Earl couldn't imagine what she was thinking about. How would such a young girl know anything about a hard cock? He asked her. "What do you know about it?" "I saw Mommy helping John one day, and when I asked her later what she was doing she told me that sometimes a man's thingy swells up and hurts and she was making it feel better. I've seen her do it a couple of times, and I'll do it for you if you'll let me. You've been so nice to me and I want to help you now. Please?" Earl was scared, but his cock was hard for the first time in years and he couldn't help but wonder what the girl would do. He decided to let her and thought if it was too much he'd make her stop. She was looking at him with big eyes and he could see she really wanted to help. "Okay. I guess it would be all right, but it'll have to be our secret." Her eyes lit up when she heard what he said. She agreed to keep it a secret and then reached over and unzipped his pants. She slipped her little hand into his pants and felt around until she found the opening in his shorts. She wiggled her fingers into the opening and grasped his cock then pulled it out in the open. Earl was not very big. He was old and his cock was small and shriveled most of the time. But not then. It had grown long and hard, though still not very big by most standards. But it must have looked big to Ashley because her eyes got big when she saw it. It made Earl feel like a man again and he smiled as she started to stroke his cock slowly. Earl thought she was just going to jerk him off. That wouldn't be too much, and he thought he could allow that and not be in too much trouble. But Ashley had other ideas. After a few strokes she leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock. He jumped at the contact. "What are you doing?" "I'm kissing it to make it better. Did I hurt you?" "No. You just surprised me. It feels better now. Thank you." "I'm not done yet. It's still swollen and hot. I need to make it better so it gets soft and just warm instead of hot." Having said that she again leaned down and kissed the tip. This time she got a little pre-cum on her lips and licked it off. She smiled as if she enjoyed the taste. Her hand was still stroking him all this time. She leaned down as if to kiss it again, but this time she licked it like an ice cream cone. Again he jumped at the new sensation. He didn't think he'd last long if she kept that up. He knew he should stop her. He should never have let her start in the first place. But now his little head was making the decisions, and he just let her continue. Ashley looked up at him and smiled as she continued to lick his hard cock. Then, just as he thought he had seen everything, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and slid it down over the head of his cock. Earl just closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the recliner. He couldn't have stopped her now if he'd wanted to and he didn't want to. It had been many years since he had a blow job, or any sex for that matter. So he just let it happen. The little girl was very good at what she was doing. You might think she had experience, but in fact this was her first blow job. She had watched her mother and had paid very close attention and learned well. She was careful to keep her teeth covered as she slowly slipped his cock into her mouth. She couldn't get too much in there even though he was small, but she gave it a good try. When he felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat she pulled back until only the head remained in her mouth. Then she repeated her movement. She moved slowly but kept up a steady rhythm. Her hand kept stroking as she slid his cock in and out of her mouth. After a moment she started to suck gently on the down stroke then her tongue would swirl around the head on the up stroke. She kept it up until he felt a tingle in his balls, and they pulled up as they prepared to shoot off. Earl was not sure what he should do. Should he warn her? If he told her he was about to cum, would she even know what he meant? He doubted it and so he kept silent. Very soon he started to cum. It was a strong cum and he shot forcefully into her mouth. She didn't seem to be surprised at all and just held the head in her mouth and sucked until he stopped shooting his salty cum. When he finally stopped she pulled her mouth off slowly, keeping contact with his cock so that she took all the cum off it as it slid through her lips. It was then that he realized she had swallowed all his cum. He was amazed at the great blow job and the fact she had swallowed with no sign on dislike at all. She was smiling as his cock once more returned to it's flaccid state. She stroked down to the bottom and then stripped it up so that the last drop of his cum oozed out the slit. She leaned down and licked it off and swallowed again then looked up at him with a huge smile on her face and in her eyes. "See? It's all better now, just like I promised." "Yes it is, Princess. Thank you very much. I feel much better now." Earl reached down and picked her up and placed her on his lap again. This time he just hugged her, and she snuggled against him feeling very proud of herself for helping her new friend feel better. They sat there like that for a while, and then Ashley looked at the clock. "Mommy will be home soon. I better go now so she doesn't catch me. It's better if I'm in bed and look like I'm asleep when she gets home. Then she doesn't punish me. Thank you for feeding me. I had a good time. I hope I can come over again soon." With that she slid off his lap, and before he could get up had let herself out and was gone. After Ashley left, Earl sat in his recliner and thought about what had happened. He couldn't understand how he could have let that little girl do what she had done. He thought about what would happen if anyone found out. He would spend his remaining years in prison, and with the way most cons felt about child molesters he wouldn't last long. He sat there and worried all night. He didn't notice the passing of time. He only saw Ashley as she had looked as she sucked his cock and then visions of himself being raped in a jail cell. He was petrified. Earl managed to get hold of himself after a while and things got back to normal. Well, almost normal. Earl continued to say hello to Ashley and smile at her, but there was something different. He found himself getting hard when ever she smiled at him. One day not long after that he heard Ashley outside his apartment window. She was talking to some of the other kids from the complex. He stood next to the window out of sight and listened. "He's a mean old grouch." "No he isn't." "Yes he is! He yells at us and makes faces at us when he sees us." "He wouldn't yell if you didn't make all that noise so he can't read his books in peace. And if you smiled at him and said hello like I do, he would be nice to you." "No way. He'd never be nice to us. He's mean and nasty." "Is not!" "Is!" And so it went on for several minutes. Earl was touched by the way Ashley stood up for him. And he felt bad about the way the other kids thought of him. He decided to prove to them that Ashley was right. He slipped on his shoes and dark glasses and headed out to check his mail the same as he did every day except Sunday. But this time as he walked past the group of kids sitting on the walk, he didn't wait for Ashley to speak. Instead he smiled at them. "Hi, kids. Nice day isn't it?" They looked shocked except for Ashley. She grinned from ear to ear. "Hi, mister. Yes, it's very nice today." He kept walking as if nothing had happened but he could hear the voices of the kids as he went around the corner. He had really surprised them, and Ashley was doing the old "I told you so" bit. He felt really good, and when he came back from the mail boxes he smiled at the kids again as he went into his apartment. One of the other kids smiled back at him. As he sat down to read his mail he heard them discussing his actions. It was mostly just "Wow!" from several of them and an occasional "See?" from Ashley. A few days later he heard that little knock on his door again. He knew who it was and didn't waste time looking through the peephole. He opened the door, and Ashley just walked right in without waiting to be invited. She knew he would let her in, and she smiled at him as he closed the door. She was dressed in her very thin nightgown again. "Hello, Princess. Did you need something, or did you just want to watch cartoons?" "Mommy's gone out again and won't be back till very late. She said she might even stay over at John's house tonight. I thought you might let me stay with you for a while so I won't be all alone." Earl suspected there was more to it than that and decided to get to the point right away. He sat down in his recliner and pulled her on to his lap. "Did she leave you anything to eat, Princess?" Ashley looked down at the floor and wrung her fingers together as she tried to think what to say. She didn't want him to think she only came over to beg for food. She really liked to just be with him. But she knew she couldn't lie to him, either. "No. She said she would bring me something when she came home if she could get some money from John. But that's okay. I'm not really hungry." Earl was angry again, which was normal for him when they talked about The Bitch. He knew what Ashley was trying to do and he ignored her lie. He stood up and sat her down in the recliner by herself. "You sit right there while I go see what I have for supper. You may not be hungry but I am, and if I'm going to eat you might just as well join me." She smiled and nodded her head. He gave her the remote for the television and went to see what he could fix for their dinner. He soon realized he didn't have anything suitable. He had a couple of very skimpy frozen dinners and a couple of cans of beans. He stood there trying to think of something when he heard a commercial on the TV. It was for Pizza Hut. Bingo! He went out to the living room and watched Ashley as the commercial played out. He could see the light in her eyes and could almost see her mouth watering. "I'm sorry, Princess. I don't have anything that is good enough for you. But I have an idea, if it's okay with you." Ashley had looked a little disappointed when he first spoke but she could see the wheels turning and knew he was up to something. "Sure, Mister. Anything you want is okay with me." "Would it be okay if I just ordered a pizza to be delivered? I know it's not a real meal, but that's about the best I can do." Ashley giggled as she replied. "You're just fooling me. You know all kids love pizza. Of course it's okay if you order one for us." Earl reached into the waste basket and removed a flyer for Blackjack Pizza that had come in his mail. He asked her what she liked on her pizza and she told him she didn't know because they never had it at her house. Earl went into the other room to call and placed the order. Then he went in and picked Ashley up and sat down, placing her on his lap. He told her it would be a while before the pizza was delivered. They sat and watched cartoons until the knock on the door signaled the arrival of dinner. Earl had ordered a large combination pizza. It had everything on it but the kitchen sink and anchovies. Sinks are hard to chew and he hated anchovies. Ashley was amazed when he set the pizza down on the board he used as a table. They dug in, and after eating several pieces Earl warned her that she better save room for dessert. He had ordered ice cream with the pizza and she squealed when he put a bowl of it in front of her. It was Ben and Jerry's Cookies and Cream, and she loved it. Her bowl was empty almost before Earl got his first mouthful eaten. When they finished eating Earl took the dishes out to the kitchen and rinsed them off before stacking them to be washed later. Ashley had followed him and offered to wash them for him, but he told her Princesses did not do dishes. She giggled and they went back to the recliner and sat down. He found a movie on the Disney Channel that looked good, and they settled down to watch. Ashley was cuddled up on his lap just as before and was soon wiggling again. The result was the same as it was the last time. Without even realizing it Earl got hard again. Pretty soon his cock was poking her in the butt, and she was having trouble getting comfortable. After a few minutes she got down off his lap and turned to look at the bulge in his pants. "It looks like your thingy needs to be fixed again, Mister." And without waiting she reached for his zipper and started to unzip his pants. But this time Earl was too quick for her. He reached out and grabbed her hand and stopped her. She got a scared look on her face as she thought she had done something wrong. "We need to talk about this, Princess. I should never have let you help me last time, and I can't let you do it again. I could get in a lot of trouble if anyone found out. It's wrong for a grown up to have sex with a girl as young as you are. I could go to jail for the rest of my life." "But you're not doing anything to me. I'm doing something to you. And it's just to make you feel better." "No. I'm the adult and I should have stopped you. Sex between an adult and a child is wrong. Do you know what sex is, Princess?" Ashley looked embarrassed as she nodded her head. "Yeah. I heard John and Mommy talking about it. It's when John puts his thingy inside Mommy's pee pee. But we're not doing that. I'm just making your thingy feel better. How can that be wrong?" "Well, first of all it is sex. Anything that you do to my prick, what you call my thingy, is sex. The same goes for anything I might do to your pussy. If you touch me or I touch you in a private place, that's sex. And the law says it's wrong." "What's a pussy?" "That's what you called a pee pee." She looked at him and got a real serious look on her face as she thought about what he said. "So if I make you feel good, that's wrong?" "Yes." "And if you made me feel good, that would be wrong too?" "Yes, it would." "Then what I did for you was wrong and could get you in trouble?" "If anyone found out about it, yes." "Then why didn't Mommy tell me that when she made me help John feel good?" Suddenly she looked panic stricken. She started to cry. Earl was furious, but not at her. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her close. "It's all right, Princess. Now tell me why you're crying." "Mommy told me never to tell anyone what we did with John. She said it was private, and I would be in big trouble if I told. It just slipped out. I didn't mean to tell you. You won't tell anyone will you?" Earl just sat there holding her and thought about his predicament. He was guilty of the same thing as The Bitch and John. At least it looked as if he was. There was no way he could report them without going to jail himself. It killed him to admit it, but he had no choice. "No, Princess. I won't tell anyone what you tell me. It will be a secret just like the secret we have about how you helped me. Now, will you tell me what your mommy and John make you do?" "Okay, I guess I may as well. First they made me rub John's thingy until it got all hard. Then I would leave them alone and they would have sex. Later Mommy made me suck on his thingy like I did for you. I didn't like the taste. He tastes bitter not sweet like you. That's all they make me do, and it's not very often, so I don't mind much. If only John didn't smell bad it might be fun." "Do they do anything to you? Do they touch you or put things in your pussy?" "Sometimes John makes me get undressed and he rubs his hand all over my body. He puts his fingers between my legs and rubs my pee pee sometimes, too. That feels good except when he's drunk, and then he gets too rough. He never put anything in my pee pee. Well, except for his tongue one time. He said I made him feel so good when I sucked his thingy that time that he pushed me down and licked my pee pee. He did it a lot and I felt real funny all over, and then he stuck his tongue inside and I felt so good I almost died. He only did that once. I think Mommy found out and didn't like it." "Has he ever hurt you?" "Not really. Like I said he gets rough sometimes, but it's not bad and it never hurts much." Earl gave some thought to what Ashley had told him. She didn't seem to be hurt and even liked some of the things they had done to her. It was too much of a risk for him to report them. Any good interviewer would soon find out that he was guilty as well, even if he only allowed her to blow him that one time. But he had to try to protect her to some degree. "Princess, I want you to make me a promise." She hesitated and then said, "Okay". "If they ever hurt you, I want you to tell me as soon as you can. And if John ever tries to put his prick in your pussy I want you to scream as loud and as long as you can until someone comes to help you. I will if I can, but it might be someone else. Will you promise me that?" "But I'll get into trouble won't I? I don't want Mommy to get mad at me." "If they really hurt you, that is worse than getting in trouble. And if John tries to have sex with you it will hurt a lot and is worse yet. Please promise me, Princess." "Okay. I promise." Earl hugged her close again and kissed her cheek. Ashley looked up at him and then, placing a hand on each of his cheeks, she pulled him down and kissed him lightly on the lips. Earl felt as if an electric shock had run through his whole body. The kiss was short but obviously held feelings. It was then as he held his Princess that Earl realized he had fallen in love with her. He could not imagine how he could possibly be so in love with a little girl, but he was. And there was nothing he could do about it. "Mister?" "Yes, Princess?" "My name is Ashley, but you call me Princess. I like that. But I don't know your name. I want to call you something nice, not just Mister. What's your name?" "My name is Earl. Why don't you call me Uncle Earl when we're alone? You still have to call me Mister when we're outside so no one knows about us being special friends." "Okay, Uncle Earl. I like that. What do you mean about being special friends?" Earl gave it some thought before he answered. Then he decided to be honest with her. He owed it to her and he wanted her to know how he felt. "We are very special friends, Princess. We share secrets with each other, and we spend time together enjoying things. And I have grown to love you very much." Ashley's eyes got big and she looked surprised at what Earl had said. Tears started to run down her cheeks. She reached out and put her arms around Earl, pulling him into a big hug as she whispered in his ear. "I love you too, Uncle Earl. I love you a whole bunch. Even more than anyone else in the whole world." They just hugged for quite a while before Ashley pulled back and looked at Earl very intently. He sensed that something was about to happen but didn't expect what came next. "I love you, Uncle Earl, and you love me, too. Right?" "Yes." "Well don't people who love each other try to make each other feel happy?" "Yes, they do." "You said that if anyone found out that I sucked on your thingy you could go to jail for the rest of your life, right?" "Yes." "So if I did it again and they found out what would happen? They would still put you in jail right?" "Yes." "Then why not let me do what I want to? It makes you feel good, and I love to do it for you. I don't think it should matter if I do it once or a lot. Nobody is going to find out anyway, and if they did it wouldn't make any difference. So if you love me and I love you, I think we should make each other feel happy and just not tell anyone." Earl had to smile. She had him and she knew it. They might be able to convict him more easily, but the result would be the same. And the truth was he wanted to do things with his little princess. His prick was hard already just thinking about it while she was sitting on his lap. He wanted her and she wanted him. He surrendered to his princess. "You're right, Princess. It doesn't make much difference, and I want to make you feel happy too." That was all Ashley needed to hear. She slid off his lap and attacked his zipper. In seconds she had his prick out and was rubbing her hand up and down the shaft. Earl groaned as the sensations overwhelmed him. He knew he wouldn't last long, but he tried to hold out as long as possible. Ashley leaned over and started to lick his prick like an ice cream cone. Her warm little tongue slid up over the shaft and then the head, where she encountered a drop of pre-cum. She licked it off and smacked her lips as if she had just tasted something very special. She didn't hesitate any more and slipped the head of his prick into her mouth. He wasn't especially large, but her small mouth couldn't hold much of the length. She managed to get the head and about an inch of the shaft of his prick into her hot little mouth as she stroked the remainder of the shaft with both hands. Earl was in heaven. The feeling of Ashley's warm, wet mouth sucking on his prick was fantastic. He was still amazed at how well she did it at her young age. He placed his hands on the back of her head and did his best not to push his prick down her throat. Ashley kept sucking softly and jacking his shaft as he neared his climax. She reached down and fondled his balls, letting them roll around in her hand as she continued sucking. Every once in a while she would squeeze them gently. It was too much for Earl, and he felt the cum traveling up from his balls through his prick. "I'm going to cum, Princess. You better pull off or you'll get a mouth full." She just smiled around his prick and kept on sucking. As he had warned, his prick erupted and filled her mouth with his hot sticky cum. She swallowed as fast as she could and managed to lose only a very small amount out of the corner of her mouth. When he stopped squirting she sucked a little more then stripped his prick with her hand, getting the last bit of cum and licking it off the head. Then she pulled back and used her finger to collect the small trickle off her chin and popped it into her mouth. She swallowed it with the rest. She had a very big smile on her face as she looked proudly at her lover. "Did I do it right? Did I make you feel real good, Uncle Earl?" "Yes Princess. You did it very well and made me feel very good indeed. I have never felt better. You are wonderful. Now if you would let me, I'll try to make you feel good too." "Oh yes, please. I want to feel you touching me. Please make me feel good." Earl picked her up and carried her to his bed. He stood her on the bed and then grasped the hem of her thin nightgown. He raised it slowly up and over her head. She raised her arms as he slipped the gown off then dropped them to her sides. She stood there naked and let him look at her body. It was a sight that Earl had wanted to enjoy for a while but thought he never would. She was a little thin and had no breasts. There was only the slightest pad under her little nipples where there would some day be breasts. Her belly was flat and her hip bones were a little too prominent. It was obvious she needed more nutrition in order to fill out. He let his eyes drop down to the point where her legs came together. She saw what he was looking at and spread her legs a little so he could see better. There was no hair on her pussy. The lips were still plump, and her clit hood stuck out from her labia a little. He leaned forward on impulse and kissed her pussy lips. It was a quick kiss and he used no tongue, but she gasped and shivered at the touch. Earl hugged her and then laid her down on the bed. He admired her for a moment and then began to stroke her body gently with his fingers. He touched her hair and her face and down her neck. He paused at her nipples and circled them before pinching them lightly. That got him a moan of pleasure from Ashley. He continued to caress her, letting his fingers trail down her belly and then down one leg and up the other before gently following the crease between her labia. He could feel a slight wetness already as she was becoming aroused. He smiled and leaned down to kiss her gently on the lips. Her arms instantly wrapped around his neck and held him in the kiss. Ashley was giving the kiss all she could, and he could feel the passion. He slipped his tongue out and let it slide along her lips, pressing just a bit. She got the message and opened her mouth just a bit, letting his tongue enter. He pressed in slowly and explored her mouth. He felt her teeth and gums and then slipped over her tongue. He caressed her tongue, and in a moment she responded by pushing her tongue out and into his mouth to explore it as he done to her. Her little tongue didn't reach as far into his mouth, but it felt almost electric as she slipped it around in his mouth. He finally pulled back, breaking the kiss so they could both catch their breath. It had been very hot and exciting. Earl moved on. He trailed little kisses down her neck and over her chest. When he reached her nipples he kissed them and licked them and then sucked gently on each one. She moaned and pushed her chest out as if to get more contact. Earl followed the same path he had earlier traveled with his fingers, only this time he was kissing and licking his way. He reached her navel and dipped his tongue into it, getting a giggle from her as he moved on. He moved down over her hip and down her leg, kissing gently as he went. When he reached her foot he nibbled on her toes and then moved to the other foot. He repeated his nibbles and kisses and moved up that leg until he reached her mons. The aroma of her arousal filled his nose as he kissed her labia. He covered her little pussy with kisses before taking the next step. As he had done when he kissed her lips, he let his tongue slip out and run over her labia gently from bottom to top. At the top he barely touched the protruding clit hood, but she jumped at even that small touch. He returned to the bottom of the slit and inserted his tongue between the outer lips, then ran it up through the slit to the top. This time he gave her clit a firmer lick and was rewarded with another groan and saw the clit swell and poke out from its hiding place. He again returned to the bottom of her slit and pushed his tongue in further. He felt the opening to her vagina as he moved up and paused to lick around the inner lips before continuing up to her clit again. He had tasted the fluids that were now oozing out of her aroused pussy. It was like ambrosia to him, tasting sweet as honey. When he reached her clit he sucked on it and felt her hips press up against his face as she tried to get more. He stroked her clit with his tongue as he sucked on it gently. It was driving her crazy, and she reached down to press his head against her pussy. He attacked her pussy with vigor at that point, licking and sucking on the inner lips and the clit. He could tell she was getting close and moved his tongue down to her opening. He slipped his tongue into the hot channel and sucked the juices that he found there. He drove his tongue into her as far as he could before returning to her clit. As he sucked on her now prominent clit he slid a finger into her tunnel just far enough to give her pleasure but not far enough to break her hymen. He would not take her virginity that or any other way. When Ashley felt his hot tongue enter her she almost went over, but when he went back to sucking on her clit and then slipped a finger into her at the same time it was all she needed. She felt warm tingly sensations all over her body, and then she stiffened and arched her back as she felt the climax overwhelm her. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. It was too much for her little body and young mind to handle, and with a sigh she passed out, dropping back to the bed in a limp pile of arms and legs. Earl kissed the sweet pussy in front of him one more time and then moved back up to Ashley's head. It was then he realized she was out. It worried him at first, but when he checked her breathing and pulse he relaxed a little. He was reasonably sure it was just a really big climax that she had experienced and he waited to see if she would come to on her own. He was a little worried but watched and held her as her body recovered from the sensory overload. Earl lay there holding his little princess and thinking about what he'd done. Part of him was ashamed at having had sex with a child. But another part of him accepted it as a good and loving act. He loved Ashley and would try to help her any way he could. As the conflicted thoughts spun around in his head he fell asleep, holding his precious princess close. It was just starting to get light out when Earl awoke. Ashley was still sleeping in his arms. He realized he might be in deep trouble. If The Bitch had come home during the night she would be looking for Ashley and might find her with him. That would no doubt be the end for him. Leaning down he kissed Ashley lightly. She woke up slowly and smiled when she saw him watching her. She hugged him tightly and kissed him warmly on the lips. "Thank you, Uncle Earl. You made me feel better than I ever did before. I love you." "I love you too, Princess. And I'm glad you liked what we did last night. But now you need to get home before your mother comes looking for you." Ashley slipped out of bed reluctantly. She didn't want to leave but she knew he was right. They hugged and kissed one more time, and then Earl let her out the door. He watched out the window and listened for any yelling. There was none. The Bitch must have stayed out all night. He sighed with relief and went back to bed. He was soon asleep again, dreaming of the pleasure he had with his princess. Over the next few weeks Ashley managed to slip into Earl's apartment every few days. Sometimes they pleasured each other, and other times they just enjoyed each other's company. It was not all about sex. It was love between two individuals that needed each other and the security they gave one another. Life was good for a while. Earl was happy and smiled and talked to the other children. He tried not to give too much attention to Ashley when out in public. He still feared being found out but was willing to take the risk within reason. One day Earl sensed that something was wrong. He couldn't tell what it was. At least not until later in the day. Then it finally came to him. It was too quiet. He had not heard The Bitch all day, and there were no kids playing outside his apartment. When he went out to get his mail he walked past Ashley's apartment. He glanced at the widow and then stopped dead in his tracks. The blinds were open and he could see inside. It was empty. There was nothing in the apartment. They were gone. Earl was afraid to be too obvious in asking about Ashley and her family. He waited until he went to pay his rent. Then he casually asked the manager what ever happened to his neighbors. She told him they had skipped out owing rent and left no forwarding address. He didn't say anything but went back to his apartment and wept. Part of his sorrow was at losing his Princess. But a lot of it was worry that she would have nobody to protect her from The Bitch and any of her men friends. It was quite a while before Earl was able to put it out of his mind. But he still thought about his Princess when ever he surfed past The Disney Channel or some kids program on tv. He missed her. Now I told you that certain events had changed Earl's life forever. And I'm sure you thought that meant Ashley and he stayed together or something like that. Well, that didn't happen, but his life was changed because he no longer viewed the kids in the complex as pests. He smiled and spoke to them regularly. On Halloween instead of no children stopping at his apartment he had all the kids from the complex and some from around the neighborhood. Word had spread that he was a nice guy and would be helpful to them if they needed something. He was much happier than before. So Ashley did change his life. He could only hope that, in some small way, he had changed her life as well. The end. Just a note to my readers. Those of us who write the stories you like to read have received and continue to receive a lot of support from ASSTR (Alt.Sex.Stories.Text.Repository). The major thing they do for us is archive our stories and make them available to you the readers. 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