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Subject: {ASSM} Marylebone {Riv Yavtry} (g solo,?/g)
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Date: Sat, 17 Sep 2011 21:10:01 -0400
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******************************* Marylebone {Riv Yavtry} (gsolo,?/g)
*******************************

Lydia looked out of her bedroom window. There was a full moon. Daddy
had called it a 'Blue Moon' because it was the second full moon of
the month, but it didn't look blue to Lydia.

She sighed and drew the curtains, although she left a gap so that
she could watch the moon for a while. She quickly stripped off her
clothes until she was naked, neatly folding the outer garments and
placing them on the dresser, dropping her panties and socks in a heap
on the floor. Mummy said that when her periods started she would have
to wear her panties to bed. She got clean panties and socks out of
the dresser and added them to the top of the neatly folded pile,
ready for the next day.

Lydia went over to the chair where Marylebone was sitting and gave
him a hug. Mummy said that now Lydia was a big girl she was too old
to take Marylebone to bed with her any more, but she loved the way
his fur felt when it rubbed against her bare skin, and the last hug
was her bedtime ritual.

"Goodnight Marylebone, I love you," Lydia whispered, kissing him on
the forehead.

Daddy had won Marylebone for her when she was three. He was the star
prize at the shooting gallery at the annual fair. Lydia had fallen in
love with him on sight and pestered her daddy to win him for her, and
eventually Daddy succumbed. He used to be a crack shot in the army so
even though the shooting gallery rifles didn't shoot straight he
quickly worked out the bias, and a quarter of an hour later, to the
disappointment of all the other kids who had coveted the prize plus
the gallery owner who was loath to part with his star attraction,
Lydia was the delighted owner of a plush toy rather larger than
herself. Marylebone wasn't exactly a teddy bear, more like an
oversized Koala. Lydia loved the 'Paddington Bear' stories, and with
Mummy's help looking up London station names, had decided to call him
Marylebone, even though she had a terrible time trying to pronounce
it at first.

Shivering, because it was starting to get chilly at night, Lydia put
on her nightdress and crawled under the covers. She would have
preferred to sleep nude but Mummy said that she was a big girl now
and it wasn't right for her to be naked if she or Daddy came into the
room.

Lydia didn't fall asleep immediately because she was too excited.
Tomorrow would be her birthday and she was hoping she'd get the new
bicycle she wanted. She lay there watching the moon, bright and
mysterious, and definitely not blue.

Lydia must have dozed off because some time later she woke with a
start. The house was silent and there was no faint glow underneath
her bedroom door so her parents had gone to bed. That meant there was
no danger her parents would look in on her.

Lydia reached over to her bedside table for her magic marker. She
licked the end with her tongue to make it wet, then slipped it under
the covers and up between her legs inside her nightdress. Navigating
by feel, she lined it up with her little hole and slid it inside.
Quickly she built up the familiar rhythm to make her feel good,
simultaneously rubbing round her special little button with her
thumb. She felt the heat growing in her pussy and knew she was close
to that really good feeling. Suddenly the church clock started
striking midnight.

Faster and faster Lydia plunged the magic marker in and out, then
just as the clock tolled its last chime, Lydia bit down hard to stop
herself crying out as the wonderful throbbing glow spread through her
body, then winced at a sudden sharp pain in her gum. Lydia knew what
the pain was, it was the last of her milk teeth. Her dentist had said
that she would soon lose it as her adult teeth grew out.

As her orgasm slowly died away, Lydia noticed how the moonlight
seemed to be focusing on Marylebone, giving his glass eyes an
unnatural gleam. She felt around in her mouth with her tongue and
manipulated the tooth to a position where she could pick it out with
her fingers. Losing a tooth was supposed to be lucky and Lydia made a
wish. Although she felt really good after masturbating with the magic
marker, she felt sure it would be so much better with someone doing
it for her.

The Blue Moon, the Witching Hour, her birthday and her wish on the
lost tooth was a potent combination.    

The next day was a good one for Lydia. Her parents had bought the
bicycle she wanted and she spent the morning riding round the
neighbourhood, trying it out and showing it to her friends. In the
afternoon Lydia and her friends all went to see the newly released
animated movie that everyone had been raving about, followed by a
birthday party at a local restaurant, with lots of nice food and a
clown and a magician for entertainment.

By bedtime Lydia was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open,
but she still maintained her nightly ritual of hugging Marylebone and
telling him she loved him.

Lydia woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of the church
clock tolling: it was midnight. She heard a rustling under her covers
and in the faint light of the moon seeping through the curtains she
saw a huge bulge tunnelling towards her. She knew that something was
in bed with her and she ought to scream for her parents, but
something made her stop. She felt the thing moving up her legs and
suddenly realised the warm furriness was a familiar sensation. She
looked over to the chair where Marylebone usually sat: the chair was
empty.

Lydia felt Marylebone pry her legs apart with his soft, furry paws.
She could no longer feel the weight of the covers on her lower body.
Her nightdress was gently peeled upwards above her waist. Suddenly
something soft and furry grazed her pussy. Lydia guessed it was a
tongue, but Marylebone didn't have a tongue, did he?

The tongue continued to lick her pussy, forcing its way between her
pussy lips and round her little hole. That felt really good, and
Lydia knew she had been right about how much better it would feel if
someone else were doing it to her. Suddenly a soft paw joined in,
gently stroking her hard little button. Lydia felt the heat grow and
grow in her pussy, and suddenly throbbing pleasure coursed through
her as her orgasm broke.

Lydia noticed that the church clock was still striking; surely there
had been way more than twelve chimes? The clock continued to chime,
and Marylebone wasn't finished either.

The bear crawled up the bed until he was lying on Lydia's tummy.
Suddenly she felt something hard, and yet soft and warm and furry,
probe the entrance to her little hole. But Marylebone didn't have a
willy, did he? Lydia felt the invading member slide into her little
hole and fill her up. It made her feel really nice inside. The
invader slowly pulled out, causing a sense of emptiness and loss,
before it thrust back in all the way. Lydia moaned, that felt so
nice.    

Marylebone slowly increased the pace of his thrusting until he
reached the rhythm Lydia was so used to with her magic marker. She
felt the heat growing in her pussy again, only it felt even better
this time. As the feelings of pleasure grew, Lydia instinctively
wrapped her legs around Marylebone's furry body, pulling him in
deeper. Just as her pleasure seemed to reach unbearable proportions,
Marylebone's invading member seemed to grow even larger, stretching
Lydia inside in the nicest possible way, then suddenly it started
throbbing and jerking inside her. Suddenly stars exploded in her head
and fire surged through her body as Lydia's orgasm broke, her whole
body heaving and convulsing with pleasure.

At last the orgasm died down, leaving Lydia exhausted but glowing.
Suddenly she realised that Marylebone was no longer inside her and
the clock had stopped chiming, leaving a deathly silence.

"Thank you Marylebone, I love you," she whispered.

Lydia kissed Marylebone on the forehead then drifted back to sleep.

Next morning Lydia's Mummy opened the bedroom door and looked in on
her little angel. She looked so sweet and innocent, lying there
asleep, cuddling her toy bear. Funny, she'd never noticed before how
the bear seemed to be smiling. Despite a momentary pang of jealousy
at her daughter's unconditional love for the toy, she knew she ought
to treasure such moments. Her little girl was growing up fast and
would soon be asking difficult questions about her body and
discovering boys. She smiled and decided to let her little baby sleep
a while longer.


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