First Published 24 April 2016
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Story Code: M/g, M/F, Underage Sex, Oral, First Time, Masturbation, Ejaculation, Fingering

THREE YEARS LATER

There had been no further contact with Chloe or her Mom & Dad during that summer or for several months afterwards. Conversations had been held regarding having both Chloe & Emily over to stay with us during various school holiday periods, but none of them got off the ground. Either they cancelled due to family plans or we did for similar reasons. I took to viewing internet porn, both of the adult kind and, if available, the child kind, but nothing can substitute the touch and feel of a young girl's body. However, there was no other girl for me to try to invite into the delights of underage sex, so I just carried on reminiscing about the good times I had had with Chloe.

I did have concerns as to whether what I had done with her had changed her or maybe even corrupted her in some way. Also, as the months and years went by I wondered what her reaction to me would be if she ever saw me again. Would she resent me or lash out at me? And as time continued I was now of the view that I would try to avoid seeing her again if I could. In my mind I felt that she was better off without me in her world and I had now gotten over my animalistic urges, or so I thought.

A WEDNESDAY IN JULY 2008

It was almost three years after my last contact with Chloe that we met again. An Aunt of my wife Kim had passed away and on the day of the funeral we were to pick up Kim's mom from her house and drive to the church. We got to her house earlier than expected and noticed a vehicle parked outside that we didn't recognise. Upon entering the house I immediately recognised the booming voice of Angie, Chloe's mother. I had a mini panic. Would Chloe be here? Does Angie know? Logic kicked in and I told myself if such had been disclosed I would have been arrested by now. Also I surmised that it would be unlikely that they would bring their children to a funeral, so didn't expect to see either Chloe or Emily.

Confusingly there was only Angie in the lounge, but she announced that Adam had just popped down the road to pick up something. We exchanged mundane conversation and I tried to gauge whether any revelations had been made to Angie by Chloe regarding what I had done as I knew that Angie did have a rather liberal view of how her daughters should react to older men touching them, however I could pick up no signs of either good or bad vibes towards me. After about five minutes the door bell rang and being the nearest to it I went to answer it.

As I opened the door in walked Adam, closely followed by Chloe. My blood froze and when Adam said 'Hi', I could hardly speak through fear and trepidation at the sight of the young girl whom I had previously molested. Was she going to react badly at the sight of me? Was this the moment that any memories that she may have suppressed regarding what I did to her come flooding back and she confronts me, in front of everybody about my molestations of her as a nine-year-old child?

'Hello Adam, come on in' I managed to croak out.

'Hi Mike, good to see you again' He replied. He then turned to Chloe and said 'I don't know if you remember my eldest, Chloe'.

I took in an instant snapshot of this now twelve-year-old sweetie. She was about three inches taller now, although she did have some heeled shoes on, making her as high as my chin. Her dark blonde hair was now lightly curled and flowed down her shoulders. I noticed immediately that she had developed over those three years apart. Under the black nylon blouse she had on it was clear she had small pert breasts developing. Because she was wearing a black knee length pleated skirt I couldn't make out if she had any hips yet, but her legs, although covered in a dark pair of tights, were definitely more shapely and slender.

When I looked at her face it was obvious she was becoming a more womanly looking young girl. The makeup she had on was a light coloured lipstick and black eye liner, giving her a mild gothic look. Her green eyes were looking at me and there were no signs of hatred or fear in them. In fact, along with a wry smirk on her lovely lips, her eyes had a surprised, pleased to see you look.

'Yes, how can I forget Chloe, though you have definitely grown since I last saw you. You were only this high last time I saw you.' I gave an indication of her previous height with my hands. She just smiled at me and looked down in mild embarrassment.

On first exchanges I didn't feel any animosity from her towards me and was just thankful for that. Even though she was an even more delectable specimen as a twelve-year-old girl than she was as a nine-year-old, I genuinely did not have any thoughts of how to get my hands on her. I was just relieved that she didn't resent me or worse.

Shortly afterwards we all left for the church, with Adam and his car following us and also Kim's sister, Sally was also following in her vehicle as well, so we had a bit of a convoy.

The funeral was the usual solemn affair but went off fine and was followed by a wake and food arranged in an annex to the church.

The place was a hum with friends and relations catching up. Both I and Kim took the time to speak with Kim's cousins, being the children of her deceased aunt. We also spoke with many other folk that we had not seen for some years. Eventually I somehow found myself stood talking to Adam, asking how his Mom was and whether he had finished the bungalow yet. He was informing me of the fact that his mother's dementia had become so bad that she had to go into a residential home and so she never got to move into the bungalow, which he had finished. Whilst talking, Chloe joined us and gave her dad a drink.

I gave her a look and a smile and she gave me that wry smirk again, which I was not sure how to take. Was she planning something or did she know something that I didn't?

After another moment, Adam spotted someone else and gave his apologies and said he needed to catch up with them, leaving me with Chloe. I was a bit tongue-tied but managed to get out 'And how are you Chloe?'

'I'm fine thank you. In fact I am very happy now that you are here. I was really hoping that you would be here today.' She quietly disclosed.

I was taken aback by this and was trying to digest how to respond to that statement when she added 'I've been trying for ages and ages to get my parents to see if I could come and visit so I could….come and see the horses again and stuff, but there have always been excuses' She seemed annoyed at that obstruction.

She had a quick look around us and whispered 'I've really wanted to see you'. She looked at me and then looked down almost in embarrassment.

I swallowed hard. I was not expecting this response and my overwhelming urge was to embrace her and hold her and tell her I have wanted to see her to. I looked around too before replying 'By god, Chloe, if I knew that I would have contacted you years ago. But I always thought you may have' I paused to look around again before continuing 'may have hated me for what I did'.

She had a surprised look on her face and replied 'What would I hate you for?'

I took a gulp from the orange juice I had and very quietly said 'For tickling you the way I did. I thought you would look back and see me as some kind of….monster'.

She chuckled to herself 'I don't hate you for doing that.' She then added 'I hate you for NOT doing more of that. That's why I am so happy that you are here today. I can now give you my mobile number and I can talk to you when I want to and stuff'. She did seem genuinely happy that I was here.

My blood was rushing through my ears at this news. I was at once elated but also concerned. Elated that this young vixen had been trying to get me back into her life so I could give her the attentions she has quite clearly been wanting and now I could do so. But concerned: Exchanging mobiles meant leaving a trail of contact that others could find. What happened if she called me at the wrong time or sent me a lewd text that Kim or someone else read. I would need to carefully consider that option.

'Well, ok, if you can give me your number, I will see what we can do' I replied. This sly little minx had already planned for this and discretely passed me a small piece of paper. 'Wow, you really were hoping I was going to be here' I joked.

'Yes. Will you call me as soon as you can please Uncle Mike?' She pleaded.

My god, what had I created. This young girl was desperate to ensure that I fulfilled her demands and soon. I just nodded.

'You are turning into a very beautiful young woman Chloe. You look stunning' I informed her as I again gave her trim body a quick up and down glance.

'I am growing up now' she replied, then that mischievous look came back in her eye and she whispered 'and if you are a good boy, you might get to see how much I have grown up' she grinned at me. Before I could respond to this temptress we were then joined by one of Chloe's Uncles who began to talk to her, so I made my excuses and rejoined Kim.

My mind was not of this world. I could not concentrate on the conversation Kim was having with a woman I didn't know, but she was trying to involve me in it. 'Are you ok Mike?' she asked, looking at me perplexed. 'What? Oh, sorry, yes. I think I have eaten a cake too many and got a bit of indigestion. Sorry, what were you saying' The conversation then turned to cakes and greedy husbands and this time I concentrated in taking part so that I didn't look as though I was dreaming of getting my tongue into the virginal(?) cunny of a twelve-year-old school girl.

A short while after we left the gathering along with all those who had arrived with us, as they needed to follow me to find the route back to the motorway. We said our goodbyes and gave hugs and kisses. Both I and Chloe were obviously restrained in our embrace, but I hope she felt as much electricity from it as I did. It was both wonderful and torturous.

Later that evening I was looking at the piece of paper she had passed to me. It contained a phone number and an email address. I desperately wanted to contact her on one or even both formats, but I was petrified of the possible implications of being discovered. I eventually strengthened my will power and decided to avoid contacting her this evening giving me time to ponder. I had no doubt that she was probably sat waiting by her phone or computer wishing for my contact, but I had to hold my resolve.

Later still, when I and Kim were taking a bath together, she chose to deliver a carefully laid plan of her own after buttering me up. I had informed her previously that some lads from work were going on a golf day out on one of my days off and had invited me along. She knew these usually ended up on a bit of 'drinky poos' after, so she was a bit reluctant and said she would think about it. The reason it was a bit cheeky was that I was already going out on the Tuesday on an all day cycle ride with the local bike club I was a member of, so asking for two jollies on the trot was pushing it.

However, whilst in the bath, Kim asked me if I still wanted to go to the golf, to which I said yes and she then put her devious plan into action. Kim had been asking if we could have a cat for some time and I had been rather reluctant, purely due to the fact that it would be mainly me, due to being at home during the week because of shift work that would have to look after it. Now she decided to use the golf and cycle days as leverage.

'Well, Adam told me that there is a woman near him that sells pedigree kittens and she has just had a litter of British Short Hair cats. I know they are expensive, but I would really like a kitten to come home to when you are on a late Mike' she outlined to me.

My ears had peaked at the mention that it involved Adam, which meant it could involve Chloe. However, I played hard to get. 'I know Kim, but have you thought about how it would scratch the furniture or piss in your wash basket? If we do have one, you cannot go pleading to me if it shreds your Laura Ashley curtains' I remarked.

'I won't, I won't, does that mean yes then' she quizzed with a smile.

'Yes, you can have a kitten. I suppose it would be nice to have something else to annoy me when you are at work' I quipped. She was ecstatic at this news.

'Thank you. I will call Adam and let him know we are going to come up on Saturday. Are you off on Saturday?' she asked. I wasn't, I was due to work a late, but I was not going to miss a chance of seeing Chloe.

'I am due in, but Bazza owes me a weekend late, so I will get him to cover. Now, speaking of having pussies around the house, I think I need to give this one some stroking'.

Fucking in a bath is a difficult task and ends up turning the bathroom into a swimming pool, but fuck we did.

As I lay in bed that night I couldn't get Chloe out of my mind. Knowing that we were now going to visit her on Saturday, I wanted to let her know that that was happening. I also was trying to wrack my brain into thinking of a way of getting Chloe on her own, just so I can give her some of the attention she is craving for. Several devious plots came into my head, but they were just pie in the sky stuff, so quickly dismissed.

It was gone eleven o'clock and there was not an ounce of sleep in me. Kim was fast asleep so I decided to get up. This was not unusual as I would semi-regularly get up in the night. This has something to do with my shift pattern affecting my sleep pattern or something like that.

I went to the study, switched on the PC and sat pondering. Should I contact her? How could I contact her without leaving some trace? Would she be up now?

After a few moments of staring at the desktop screen a stroke of genius came to mind. I used to have an old hotmail account that I would use to speak with my daughter when she was away from home. Would it still work? I tried to recall my account details, had several refused attempts but eventually I was active.

I opened up the draft email page, put in her email address and then spent five minutes wondering what to say. Eventually I just went with -

'It was great to see you today.

You looked stunning.

I know this is late, but I had to let you know that I am coming to visit on Saturday. '

I left it as bland as that, just in case other eyes saw it and wanted to know more, and it read as though it could be from anybody. I kidded myself really, but I fell prey to the need to contact her. Via mobile phone was too risky.

After staring at the email for some time I bottled it and hit the delete button. This was too risky. I needed to get a grip on myself and hold fire on such communication. I switched off the PC and dragged myself off to bed.

SATURDAY

Saturday morning I woke early and went for my usual run but I was so full of energy I went about two miles further than normal and could still have done more. I was very pumped up at the chance of seeing Chloe today.

The day was a fine sunny July day, not very hot, although warm enough for t-shirts & shorts which both myself and Kim were wearing. I wanted to set off a bit earlier to Chloe's but didn't want to seem too keen to Kim, so had to curb my enthusiasm, but eventually we set off just after eleven, with their house being about a 40 minute drive from ours.

Whilst on route I enquired with Kim as to where the kitten owner lived as she knew the area quite well having spent much of her school holidays in the locality growing up with Adam and his sister. Kim said she vaguely remembered it being a farm a short distance from Adams house and she wanted us to walk the route as she wanted to show me some of the places she used to hang out when she was growing up. I was quite agreeable with this, as it was likely the girls would be with us and I may be able to slip in the odd grope or two whilst wondering through woods and lanes, so revealed my enthusiasm for this idea, to which she was happy with.

As we arrived and pulled up on their driveway, all four came out to meet us, Adam, Angie, Chloe and Emily.

Chloe looked edible. She was wearing a tight fitting short denim skirt than came to just below her bottom and hugged her now developing hips. This skirt also exposed her slender legs, which again were quite healthily tanned. She had a multicoloured flowers tee-shirt on, which sort of hid any breast shape from being portrayed owing to the bright colours; she wore a pair of flip-flop style sandals on her feet. Her dark blonde hair was up in a pony tail, which hung out the back of a baseball cap she was wearing. She had a lovely wide grin on her face as we got out of the car. I was delighted to see her too.

However, another feature of delight caught my eye. Emily. There stood this ten-year-old girl wearing a yellow and white hooped summer dress that came down to her thighs. It was cut off at the shoulders, so her arms were exposed as well as her legs. The dress hugged her body, oh and what a body for a ten-year-old! She was marginally more developed than her older sister. She had a wondrous figure, with a firm budding pair of breasts, which with the low cut of the dress even suggested a cleavage. She sported a slim waist which then became a lovely set of forming hips and her legs! They were extremely shapely for one so young. It was clear that the gymnastics she had been doing when we last saw her have helped to shape her lovely body.

Her dark brown hair was hanging loose, but finely brushed across her shoulders. She seemed a little subdued at seeing us, as, I suppose she hadn't seen us for three years.

What was I to do with two young temptresses for me to admire. One was a definite conquest, I didn't know if the other would be so willing, but try I would.

We exchanged greetings and entered the house. We sat out on the back patio and it was clear that the bungalow was completed, but was not in use. I enquired what the plans were and the suggestion was that they may rent it out, but had not pursued this area yet.

Chloe and Emily were trying to see if both Kim and I would come to see their play house and mini farm. At this Adam mentioned that he had built a play house for the girls, whereby Angie input that it was more like a play mansion as it had two bedrooms and a working bathroom. We both said that we were keen to see it but Adam mentioned that he told the kitten owner that we would be with her around 1 o'clock. He stated that if we were going to walk, as he had discussed it with Kim previously, we needed to set off soon. Before we could comment, Angie added that the girls really wanted to show us the house and also the feeding of the ducks. Emily would be out from around 2pm as she was going to her friends for a swimming pool party, would we not be able to drive to the kittens and leave the house a bit later?

I could see that Kim was a bit disappointed at this, as she was quite excited at visiting her old haunts so I asked how long does it take to walk there, to which Adam outlined, 'you can do it in fifteen minutes quickly or about 30 minutes if you want to enjoy it'. It was now 12.20, it would be tight, but possible to see the playhouse now and then leave for the farm.

I really wanted to say to Kim that she just goes with Adam and I see the playhouse; Kim must have been reading my mind as she said 'Mike, you are not too fussed about seeing the kittens anyway, so why don't you stay here with Angie and the girls and I go with Adam, if that's ok with Angie and the girls?'

Both girls in unison cried 'Yeah' and began to grab me by the hands away from the group. 'Looks like that's sorted then' said Adam.

Their back garden didn't really have any boundaries as it just backed onto some fields and a small copse of trees and that was where the playhouse was, so as I was walking with the girls, I looked back and hollered 'bye' to Kim and Adam as they got up to leave.

As we were walking both the girls were beside me, with Chloe holding my left hand and Emily my right hand. 'So what animals do you have in your mini farm?' I asked.

Emily responded with 'Ducks and rabbits and guinea pigs and we have some fish also'.

Chloe stated 'We need to feed the ducks their dinner now'

As we headed towards the playhouse, it was clear that it was no normal child's plaything. It was more like a woodland lodge, with a fenced off garden, containing hutches and such within it. The front of the playhouse was double fronted and went back some distance into the trees. As I looked back, I could gauge that we were a good 70 metres from the main house and on a rise. This point I noted as I would be able see anybody coming up the path should I be doing anything naughty with Chloe. On that point I began to ponder on how on earth I could get Chloe on her own without Emily being around. Not knowing Emily too well, although I knew she had been being molested by her grandfather, how would she feel seeing me touching her older sister? Would she get upset, would she tell all? Dilemmas I needed to consider before taking any action.

As we stepped into the garden area I could see a pen with four young ducklings in, as well as rabbits and guinea pigs. Let's hope the hutches are strong otherwise the local foxes would have a feast I thought. Chloe grabbed a small bucket with some pellets in and began to waft them around the ground along with Emily. I was amazed at how well these two girls got on together, my daughter at their age would have been arguing with whoever over who held the bucket and who fed which duck, but no such rivalry existed between these two.

After about five minutes the girls had completed such and even washed their hands straight after, which again I thought was excellent understanding. Chloe then turned to me and said, 'Do you want to come inside now Uncle Mike?' with that mischievous smirk on her lips.

'Yes please, I can't wait' I said keenly.

Both girls went in first and I followed and the first point I noticed was that the lodge had a ceiling that was above my height, so this thing was built to last until beyond the girl's young years. Entering brought you into a lounge/play room area with some soft chairs, carpet and a table with a box of toys underneath and two windows looking back towards the main house.

To the left were two doors, which upon entering them it revealed single beds in both, one was clearly set up for Chloe, with slightly more older girl things, such as make up and CD player, where as Emily's had some soft toys in. As we entered Chloe's room she jumped onto the bed and upon sitting up and moving herself around I caught a lengthy glimpse of her underwear, being a pair of pink and pale blue striped panties that tightly covered her cunny. My urges were beginning to stir.

'Come and sit on my bed Uncle Mike' she asked, smiling.

I looked at Emily who was stood in front of me at the entrance to the room and said 'Ok. Can Emily join us as well?', conscious of the fact that should I sit on the bed, I will probably begin molesting Chloe, and wanted to highlight the 'elephant in the room' to her.

'Yes. We both would like you to tickle us' she said.

I paused. Did I just hear right? And did she mean tickle as in tickling their ribs or tickling their pussies? How do I clarify such a question?

'Ok' I replied and sat on the bed at the feet of Chloe and Emily just sat on the edge of the bed to my right.

'Who wants to be tickled first and where shall I tickle you?' This was my vague attempt at clarifying what Chloe meant.

'Me first, please Uncle Mike and I want you to tickle my tuppence with your tongue' at this she raised her already short denim skirt and began to remove her underwear.

I was actually shocked and worried at this turn of events, for a number of reasons.

Firstly, what does Emily know of my 'tongue tickling'?

Secondly, is Emily ok with seeing me lick out her elder sister?

Thirdly, what am I to do with Emily during this episode?

Fourthly, I had no means of keeping an eye on the footpath to see if anybody came up.

'Whoa Miss' I said as I placed my hands on Chloe's legs, preventing her from removing her panties. Pondering exactly how to ask this question, I eventually asked 'How does young Emily feel about being tickled' I turned to her sat on the bed and she did look pensive and a little nervous at these actions.

'Oh don't worry Uncle Mike. Emily knows all about what we did at your house and she wants you to do it to her. Don't you Em?' Chloe confidently asked.

My mind was racing. Chloe has told Emily about what I did to her some years ago? Who else has she told? Does Emily know what it all actually means? I looked at her and she shyly looked up at me with a pensive biting of her lower lip and nodded. I still wasn't convinced and was not going to put myself into a potentially disastrous position at this moment. However Chloe added 'Em's never had an orgasm and when I have told her what you can do with your tongue she is really excited for you to do it to her. Aren't you Emily, tell Uncle Mike. He will not hurt you; it's not like Granddad, Mikes really gentle'

At this Emily said 'Ok. But can I watch what you do to Chloe first Uncle Mike' in a very quiet, subdued voice.

I was still apprehensive at what I was getting myself into and wanted to be 100% sure that Emily was aware of the ground rules.

'Well Emily, of course you can watch. But what happens if somebody saw me tickling Chloe or your tuppence and asked you about it, what would happen?'

Chloe began to answer, but I asked her to let Emily answer. It was the first time I have had to be the 'adult' with Chloe, but she didn't seem perturbed. I remained looking at Emily, who quite confidently replied. 'Granddad says I should never let anybody know about what he does to me otherwise he could go to prison, so I wouldn't tell anybody about what you do to Chloe otherwise you may go into prison. And I don't want that to happen Uncle Mike' She seemed to genuinely grasp the gravity of what she was saying rather than just repeating some words. I wanted a little more.

'Oh, does your Granddad still touch you Emily?' I asked.

She nodded vigorously.

'Do you mind him doing what he does or would you like it to stop?'

'Sometimes I don't want to do it and if I tell him he doesn't do it, but mostly I don't mind it' she replied, answering as though I had just asked her views on washing up.

Well, I thought, if she has not let that issue out of the bag over the past three years that I'm aware of such abuse taking place then I felt happier at moving on.

Chloe then added 'Em, Uncle Mike is much nicer at touching your tuppence than Granddad, you wait and see'. I had now removed my hands from her legs and she continued to remove her knickers. I stared at her partially exposed cunny and slit.

'What happens if your mom comes in and sees us girls?' I queried

Almost in unison they said 'Mommy won't come in, she told us just to hurry back when she calls us, so Daddy doesn't see us here together'.

Does that mean Angie knows what is going on here now? My mind raced at the suggestion and I couldn't grasp the logic behind it. Would a mother allow her two young daughters to be molested by a 42-yr-old male?

'Just one moment girls' I asked as I walked back into the playroom area.

I took a glance around the room and decided that I wanted to have a view of the garden down to the house, just in case the plan that Mom wasn't going to come in changed.

There was a big sofa chair placed underneath one of the windows facing down the garden. That would have to do.

'Girls, do you mind if I tickle you in here. I would feel much happier if I can just watch the path to see if anybody comes up and also we could hear your Mom when she calls you' I pleaded.

Both girls came out of Chloe's room and Emily added 'Mom is very loud; you can hear her from in the fields'. That I was quite convinced of, but still wanted to be in sight of the house.

'Chloe, if you kneel on that sofa chair looking out of the window and I will tickle you from behind'. She leapt onto the chair and hoisted her skirt up and pushed her ass out.

There it was. The now slimmer, but still hairless cunny that I had missed for three years. Her cunny lips were slightly parted, but she didn't yet seem to have any labia. Her developing hips were rounding off a nice pert soft ass and a pair of shapely, smooth legs. She had already kicked off her sandals.

'Oh please do it Uncle Mike, I can't wait' she pleaded, waggling her ass slightly.

I knelt behind her and got myself in line with her snatch.

'Emily, if you want to stand here and watch what I do and you can see if you would like me to do it to you or not' I got her to stand just to the left of me, in full view of her sisters ass and pussy.

She again stood very quietly but slightly less tense. Maybe my charms were winning her over.

I moved closer to Chloe's pussy and just before I licked it I said 'Are you ready Chlo?'

She glanced back and wiggled her ass towards me 'Yes, yes, yes' she purred.

I took hold of both of her hips and then buried my face into her snatch and slowly dragged my tongue up over her clit, then her cunny then her ass.

'Ummmm, go……d' was heard from Chloe as her body involuntarily edged away from me, I guided it back to where it should be.

I noticed, through my tongue that her cunny hole was larger than before. Not by too much, but it clearly had been expanded since my last visit. Maybe her fingers were doing the trick or did she have another molester?

I engorged my tongue into a long, thick, wet, cock like shape and placed it over her cunny hole and slowly began to move it back and forth into and out of her tight cunny. It fitted, but it was tight, she may now be capable of taking maybe a finger and a half. I had previously told her that when she can take two of my fingers then we can try my cock. She was not far off.

She gasped and moaned and pushed back against me as my tongue did its work.

Using the thumb and forefinger of my right hand I placed them on her now slightly larger and hooded clitoris and slowly began to wank it. She was gasping, moaning and wiggling continually.

I took my mouth away 'Is that nice Chloe?', whilst I continued wanking her clit.

There was a pause as she regained her senses. 'Um yes, make me orgasm Uncle Mike. Pleasssse!' She begged.

'Are you ok Emily? I'm not scaring you am I?' I asked, quickly glancing at her.

She was watching earnestly what I was doing and whispered 'No, I'm not scared'

'Could I put my hand on your bottom?' I asked.

My intention was to just place my left hand over her dress and just cupping her ass cheeks and giving her some gentle caressing.

Either Emily misinterpreted me or had previously been asked to do such before, because in one swoop she had lifted her dress over her waist, pulled down her white panties with pussy cat faces on and kicked them off her feet.

Because I was so near to her I couldn't get a full picture of her body, but her trim stomach led down to her puffy pussy and although it wasn't clearly visible, I could make out a few strands of pubic hair. This girl was developing faster than her sister. Her hips and legs were shapelier than Chloe's as well.

'Thank you' I whispered, as I cupped her left ass cheek in my left hand and just began to gently stroke it, sliding my finger just over the crack of her arse and just down to the where bum meets the top of the leg. At the same time I reengaged my tongue and commenced tongue fucking Chloe.

Chloe's juices were flowing and she was much wetter than when we last met, which was very promising. She was very quickly breathing heavily and rhythmically pushing her hips very slightly back and forwards onto my face. This girl remembered what worked from the last time we met. I carried on with my attentions to her, just sometimes withdrawing my tongue and placing it over her tight ass hole and circling my tongue into it. It wouldn't be long before she was close to orgasming.

Meanwhile, I had manoeuvred my left hand to down in between Emily's legs and, obligingly she had widened her stance, allowing me to just cup her cunny and gently stroke my fingers back and forth over it from front to back. Just applying a little bit of pressure when passing her clit area.

'Ooooh, ummmm' came from Chloe as her orgasm arrived and I felt her body quivering as the sensations continued. At this I took my hand from Emily and, desperate not to miss a single drop of Chloe's cum juices I put my hands on each cheek of her arse, parted her cunt lips and placed my mouth over her cunny hole and commenced licking and sucking her juices.

Chloe was wriggling and moaning and gasping and even trying to pull away, but I wanted to savour every drop, so kept my mouth attached to her cunny hole like a limpet mine.

Once I was sure that I had sucked every drop from her I let go and sat back on my haunches, where my fully erect cock, which was fighting to get out of my shorts, became prominent. Chloe collapsed to her right, taking time to gather her wits, with a flushed red face and a dreamy look in her eyes.

'Was it worth the wait?' I asked.

She looked at me and licked her dried lips. 'Ummmm, yes, that was sooo nice' she then looked at Emily and said to her 'Em's you have got to let Uncle Mike tickle you. Imagine the nicest feeling you have ever had and times it by a million!' Chloe then turned onto her back and just lay there with her legs open and her glistening, red flushed bald cunt for all to see and she looked totally blissful. I think I had done my job well I thought.

I turned to Emily and took in her exposed lower half, she really was a delight to behold and, despite her age, it looked as though, from my angle at least, she had a larger clitoris than Chloe, as it was partially revealed through her cunny slit and I could also spy a small amount of labia, that appeared to be engorged. This, at least implied to me that she was turned on.

'I tell you what Emily, if you want. If you just sit down there' I indicated on the chair next to Chloe, 'I will just kiss your legs and tuppence and you can see if you like it or not.' 'If you want me to stop I will do. OK?'

At this Chloe got up out of the chair and Emily sat down. Like a natural she brought her feet up and placed them on the edge of the cushion, allowing full exposure of her cunt. It looked inviting, her cunt lips were fat, and her partially opened slit revealed her cunny hole was at least as big as Chloe's; clearly Granddads fingers had done their work in stretching her.

I checked my watch and saw there was about half an hour left before they might be back; I was just about to set to task on kissing those lovely slender legs when Chloe piped up.

'Can I see your cock Uncle Mike? Can I stroke it?' she pleaded, looking at the protruding bulge in my shorts.

Well how could I refuse, at this I undid my shorts and removed my boxers and kicked them off, being the typical Englishman I kept trainers and socks on.

My six and three quarter inch cock was standing proud as it was released and Emily sat up and looked down at my manhood. She gave no reaction, but Chloe said, 'It's so much nicer than Granddads, isn't it Em'.

Emily continued to stare at my cock and just nodded. I was beginning to feel like Emily was being pressurised into this situation by Chloe and I wanted to make sure she was happy with what she was seeing and partaking in.

'Emily, you don't have to do any of this you know. If you don't want me to do this I won't. Nobody will think badly of you for it.' Although I did add 'We can always try it another time when you are ready'.

Chloe had now taken hold of my cock and began to stroke and feel it with her soft warm hands.

Emily leant forwards, reached out and touched my cock. Chloe let go of it and said 'Feel it Em's, it's so smooth'.

Emily stood up from the sofa and then knelt in front of me and began to inspect my genetalia. I didn't say or do anything, just leaving her to explore. However, what I did notice was that her grip and control of my cock was much firmer than Chloe's. Again Granddad had clearly instructed her on how he liked his older cock to be handled.

After a few minutes of very pleasant sensations from these small soft hands, she let go, resumed her position on the sofa and said 'I want you to give me an orgasm please Uncle Mike'

I had never had a request to pleasure a woman or a girl be made so formally. 'OK, just sit back, relax and watch. Remember, stop me whenever you want' I told her.

I moved forward and placed my head against her left thigh and my hands on her right thigh. I then stretched out the rest of my body, ensuring my cock and balls were unrestricted for Chloe. She took the bait and quickly knelt down beside me and began to stroke my cock.

I slowly caressed my right hand up the inside of Emily's right thigh and then kissed her left one, slowly working my way up her legs till I was just centimetres from her pussy. It smelt clean and had that sweet musky scent. I asked her to lift up her dress a bit as some of it was tucked under her bottom and I didn't want her to get into trouble because of wet stains.

Looking up at her I could see she was watching studiously every move I made, her head leaning forward and her hands on her knees, holding a position that looked as though she was squatting to take a pee.

I softly kissed all around her pussy, the soft flesh of the mound, around the clit and the folds of flesh between the pussy and her legs. I then slowly dragged my tongue along her slit and this was the first sign of reaction from her, but it was just a slight move of her head. No gasps or giggles or twitches like her sister did when I first kissed her snatch.

It was me who gasped this time as I felt the hot, wet mouth of Chloe engulf my cockhead.

I looked back at her and saw she was enjoying herself playing with my manhood. I was torn between whom I should continue with, but decided that Emily was to be my focus.

I placed my thumbs either side of her cunny lips and parted them. This revealed the small amount of labia I had seen earlier as well as a wet cunny hole and a protruding clit. I leant forward and tickled her clit a little bit; she tensed a little but again no over reaction from her. Continuing with licking the clit I decided to up the ante and slipped my forefinger just inside her cunt. She just watched me with no great reaction apart from her mouth lips now being slightly open and her eyes were a little dreamy.

As I sucked on her clit, I slipped my finger in a bit more. It was now up to the first knuckle without any obstruction and even though her pussy hole was tight, it was not vice like, as Chloe's had previously been. There was still no relevant reaction from her. I began to circle my finger around inside her cunny and noticed it could move quite freely, which indicated that she had been suitably explored more deeply than I expected. I decided to take a risk and withdrew my forefinger and instead slipped in, very slowly, my little finger and my ring finger at the same time. This got the first real reaction from her as the tips of both fingers entered her. However, her reaction was not one of pain or surprise, it was the first sign from her that I may have unlocked her resolve as she gave a very slight intake of breath and licked her lips, but still she watched me.

Chloe was doing a fantastic job of sucking and stroking my cock. She was trying to wank it but had not quite mastered that action, nevertheless, it was extremely good feeling her touch me.

It was at this moment it dawned upon me that Emily, despite being a gentle little ten-year-old girl, who should have been super sensitive to my attentions, be those reactions giggling or moaning, had previously been subjected to some quite intrusive and maybe even painful molestations by her Granddads large and rough fingers, if what Chloe had told me was correct. My soft and caring approach was just not hitting the mark for her like it did with Chloe. I needed to begin to give this girl something a bit more rigorous but still pleasurable.

Placing my mouth over her cunt, I dribbled a fair amount of spittle over her cunny hole and my fingers, to provide a little extra lubrication. Although she was oozing ample love juices, at the end of the day it was the cunny of a 10-year-old, so it could only produce so much.

She looked at me quizzically as she couldn't see what I was doing, but could obviously feel her lower regions becoming wetter. With such lubrication in place I commenced suckling on her clit and manoeuvred my left hand, so my index finger wormed its way towards her ass hole, which she didn't react negatively to, and in fact she slightly edged forward exposing more of her ass for me as it was partially hidden by the sofa cushion.

I then began to wiggle my two fingers in a circular motion at the same time as sliding them inside her cunny. I did this gently at first, but once they were up to the knuckle I began to move them a little more rigorously inside her.

She gave her first moan. It was a long exhaled breath, followed by a slight holding of breath, then a slow inhale of breath. Now we were getting somewhere.

I maintained fingering her like this for a few more minutes and was about to slip a little more of my fingers length inside her when she again let out a long breath but this time no holding of her breath. She hissed in a new intake of breath. At the same time she reached out with her little left hand and took hold of my hand and pulled it towards her. She clearly wanted more of my fingers inside her, so at this I suckled harder on her clit and increased the pressure upon her ass hole whilst sliding more and more of my fingers length into her with each stroke.

Her long exhales and intakes of breath were getting faster and faster as she also gripped my hand with her hand and placed her other hand on my head. I knew that I was hitting the spot now.

It was difficult to maintain my position of sucking her cunt and keeping a look at her face, as she was leaning her head back as she maintained her sharp intakes and exhales, but her expression was one of determination and focus as I worked on her cunny.

Chloe must have noticed that I was having some reaction on her sister, as she had stopped sucking my cock and I felt her move beside me.

I was sucking and nibbling on this young girl's virginal clit, had half of an index finger in her arse and was now fingering her cunt with the full length of two fingers inside her using quite rapid strokes. Not quite the speed and veracity I would have used when doing such to Kim (although, she was now becoming quite partial to me almost fisting her pussy), but for a ten-year-old girl's cunt, it was quite an achievement. She was probably ready to take my cock, but that would need to be another time, I thought.

Emily then made an almost stifled squeak followed by a hushed 'oh' through clenched teeth as her first orgasm hit. She rode my fingers like a bucking bronco. She was pulling my hand into her cunt; pushing my face into her clit and grinding her hips up to meet my thrusts.

Here were several years of sexual frustration coming out of this young body as she let out a long exhalation of breath and collapsed back onto the chair.

'Wow, Em's, you have just cum' I heard Chloe say, but I was busy moving onto the next stage, I didn't want to miss a drop of the first cum juices of this young sex goddess. Having gently removed my fingers, trying not to pull her insides out due to the grip her cunny had on my fingers, I sat up, put my hands underneath her legs, placed them over my shoulders and lifted up her pussy to my face and swallowed her cunny with my mouth, sucking and licking her juices as they dribbled out.

Emily was holding my head with both of her hands and I could hear her giving a long 'ummmm', but because she had clenched her legs around my head my ears were squashed and I couldn't hear any other words if she were saying any. I took it she was enjoying what I was doing, but at that precise moment nothing would have stopped me from drinking that nectar.

After another moment or two I pulled my mouth away and lowered her back to the sofa. I then wiped my mouth of her juices, licked my fingers and hand and lay back, with my fully erect cock still on display. She was collapsed on the sofa and her naked lower half was on display, with her legs wide open and her now reddened, moisture sodden pussy region on full display as she continued to breath heavy and gather her senses.

'Are you ok Emily?' I quietly asked.

She gave no response for a moment or two, before raising herself onto her elbows to look at me, she was flushed red faced, with a little sheen of sweat, but she had a look of blissfulness and just said 'Yes, Uncle Mike'.

Chloe then approached her sister, touching her exposed legs, which I found sexually inviting. 'Well, is it the best feeling ever Em's?' She asked, eagerly.

Emily grinned and nodded to her sister 'Uh-huh, it really was….I feel all wobbly now' as she cast a glance down her body, surveying her pussy.

I looked at my watch, about fifteen minutes before Adam and Kim would be likely to return. 'Well girls I think we should tidy ourselves up before we head back to the house' I said as I started to raise myself.

'But what about you, Uncle Mike? what about you cumming? I want to see the spunk shoot out. Em wants to see it as well' queried Chloe, as she made her way towards my fully erect cock.

Knowing we only had a limited time left I decided I couldn't leave my stimulation to the girls as it may take too long, so I said 'Ok, but I will rub my cock and make myself cum, I can do it quicker. You can watch it spurt out if you want?' I offered, mainly for Emily.

I looked around for something I could use to shoot my load onto, as I didn't want to soil the carpet. I grabbed a colouring book from under the table and ripped a page out, placing it on the floor in front of me as I was stood on my knees. Both the girls were watching me as I commenced wanking my cock. I was not too far from cumming anyway thanks to the attentions of young Chloe, but add to that the fact of having two young sisters both watching you wank your cock, having just brought both of them to orgasm and still being able to taste one of them on your lips, it was very short work before I informed them that it was about to happen.

Both drew closer as the first wad of spunk shot out and missed the paper I had placed on the floor and hit the front of the chair, just missing Emily's leg. Her face was one of surprise at such power from my cock. The following spurts I managed to get onto the paper, whilst grunting and groaning.

I watched the two girls as they were mesmerised by my ejaculation, their eyes transfixed and their mouths slightly open. Oh how I wish I could put my cock into those mouths, I thought.

Wish granted. 'Can I taste it again Uncle Mike?' said Chloe as she moved towards me.

'Yep, sure but you didn't like it last time without the Cherry gel, remember' I replied, as I moved the spunk soaked colouring page out of the way.

'I might like it now' she added as she lowered her head down, took a hold of my now semi-erect cock and licked the cum dribbling from the end. She licked her lips and after tasting she said 'It's not horrible' and promptly put my cock head in her mouth and began to suck it in earnest.

Emily stood up from the chair and moved round to watch as her sister sucked my spunk.

'You wanna go Em?' as Chloe casually offered my cock towards her.

Emily didn't hesitate and got onto her knees and placed her soft little mouth over my cock.

I don't think I had much spunk left, but Emily sucked and licked my cockhead and it was clear she had done this before.

I jumped out of my skin as I heard the bellowing voice of Angie, which seemed to be just feet away, but actually wasn't. 'Ok girls, time to come back now'. I panicked and was about to stand up, but Emily calm as you like, took my cock out of her mouth and shouted back, 'Just one minute mom' and then continued to suck my cock.

I allowed them to continue taking turns sucking me back to a hardon for about another minute before stating it was time to get tidied up and took the strong willed decision to stand up.

I smiled inwardly as I took in the picture of all three of us naked from the waist down, what a depraved image we cut.

We tidied each other up as well as the playhouse, depositing the spunk soaked paper in the bin and using the very tiny bathroom to rinse my hands and mouth of the scent of cunny juice. Both girls did the same and before we left the playhouse, the only evidence of anything untoward had happened was that Emily's summer dress was a bit creased at the back and she also had a flushed complexion. Chloe looked no different.

We took our time heading back, on my direction really, as I was pondering what to say to Angie if she asked what we had been doing. Both the girls were asking when they could come and visit and I said I will discuss it with your Mom.

Eventually we got back into the house, via the kitchen door. Both girls went in and fixed themselves a drink. Angie looked at me with a smile and said, 'Can I get you a drink Mike?'

'Yes please, Ange, can I just have some juice please?' I asked nonchalantly, adding 'That playhouse is amazing; you could rent it out as a holiday home'.

Angie poured me some orange juice and as she handed it to me said 'Yes, it is something special. Did the girls look after you up their?' she added, with a hint of a knowing smile.

I paused for a few seconds pondering what to say, but just said 'Yeah, yeah they were great'.

'Oh that's good. I hope you got chance to give Emily some of the treatment you gave to Chloe' she quipped as she turned away from me.

I froze. Stunned. Did she mean what I think she meant. I found it difficult to process the line of thoughts going through my mind. Did Angie know what I did to Chloe last time? And was she inferring that she hoped I had given Emily the same treatment?

She could obviously see the look of horror, bewilderment and incomprehension on my face to what she was saying and came up close to me and said 'Don't worry Mike. Nobody will know, as long as you don't hurt them and they still enjoy your attentions, its ok with me', she then walked away and began to talk to the girls about putting the animals away in their hutches.

I was still dumbfounded and it took me a few more seconds to come to my senses and get myself back in the room, where I noticed I had a glass of juice in my hand. I took a large gulp.

So Angie does know what I did to Chloe those years ago. But not only that, she condones me doing the same to Emily. I then followed my thought path and recalled the recent sequence of events. It was Angie who pushed the issue of seeing the kittens later. Did she instigate the whole thing to give the girls a chance to take me up to the playhouse? Which meant she fully expected me to do something to the girls? Did she have any idea of what we just did?

The girls walked past me heading back out to the garden to sort out the animals and as Angie came past me I asked her the first thing that came into my head 'Are you sure you are happy for me to, to' I could not think of the words to use instead of molest or abuse or touch. She answered for me 'to teach them the delights that a good man can give to a woman? Yes Mike, I am happy for you to do it. Just don't hurt them or get them pregnant.' She replied as she began to walk away. I was about to ask the 'Why do you allow it', when the front door opened.

I needed to quickly return myself to normality otherwise things would be noticed. I carried on drinking my juice and turned towards the front door as Adam & Kim came in.

'Hi' I said, trying to look all calm and compliant.

'Everything alright? Have they looked after you?' Adam asked. I couldn't help have a slight feeling of guilt but also of satisfaction as I said 'Yes, they have treated me very well', but what I really wanted to say, and I have just licked and fingered both of your pre-teen daughters to orgasm and by the way, your wife arranged it. There is a strong sense of power when such a secret is held by one man over another.

'Any look with the kittens?' I directed to Kim.

She was all soppy and gooey as she said, 'Oh Mike they were gorgeous, I wanted to take them all, but don't worry I have only picked one. A little stripy black and grey one. But she has got to have her injections and be doctored, so it will be a week or so yet before we can have her'. 'You would have loved seeing all those tiny little things running around, looking all cute and loveable' Again, my mind wanted to say, well actually I have had my own little tiny pussies here to play with that were all cute and loveable too, but decided against it.

'I'm sure I will fall in love with the one you have chosen' I added.

Angie and the girls returned and greeted their Dad and Kim. They asked for Kim to go up and see the playhouse, to which she did. I followed up a few minutes later with Adam, chatting along the way; obviously he had a beer in his hands. As we entered the playhouse the girls were showing Kim around and again my mind raced away as I looked at both of the girls and reminded myself that not thirty minutes ago all three of us were half naked, all having spent our orgasms in this very room. I'm so glad we took the time to tidy up; however, there was still the faint lingering smell of sex in the air, which I hoped nobody else noticed.

I glanced at Angie, who was looking at me with a knowing look on her face.

After a few minutes, we headed back towards the house but along the path Kim pulled me to one side and said 'Mike, there is no pressure on you and I would understand because you have plans, but, Adam has asked if the girls could come and stay with us for a few days in the next couple of weeks and knowing that you are working away for a few days next week, that just leaves this week coming. So, as I say, I can let him know that it's just not going to happen, unless, you want to change your plans?'

Well, what a dilemma. Here was a golden opportunity to get both of these little temptresses under my own roof and yes, I had made plans to play golf and go cycle riding but neither of these events were critical for my attendance. They would go ahead anyway, it would have been good fun to be part of them, but it really was a no brainer, have a laugh with the lads or have a fondle of some young girls? However, I was not going to let Kim see that it was such an easy answer, so I put on my pondering face and said 'So what you are saying is if we don't have the girls this week, then it will not happen during the summer holidays, is that right?' I queried.

'Yeah, I think they are back to school in two or three weeks, so it does only leave this week. Adam says they have been asking him for ages and we did promise Emily the last time after Chloe came. You had fun with Chloe, didn't you; it wasn't too much of a hardship' she said.

Little did she know of what fun me and Chloe did have.

'When would they be coming and for how long?' I asked.

'Er, I think they would come over tomorrow and, I don't know, maybe stay till Saturday. Drop them off when we come to pick up the kitten. I'm off on Friday, you are off till Wednesday, so it just means we need to sort out Thursday or even drop them back on Wednesday, what do you think?' she outlined.

It was going to happen and I would even book an extra day off work on the Thursday if it meant another opportunity to give the girls some attention, but I would need to do some rearranging phone calls to sort it.

'Well, can we let them know later today, I will need to make some phone calls and see whether I can sort something out with the cycle team. They were expecting me to make up the race team' this was a fib, there was no race team for this week, it was just a fun cycle ride, 'but I think they can find a spare to cover. I'll see what I can do' I said, in a sort of tone that implied it would be difficult.

'Oh no, Mike, if it's going to cause you trouble then I will just tell Adam not this time', she said.

'No, no, look these girls are growing up faster than we can say boo and if we don't do it now they will be too old to want to come visit us soon, so no, let me sort it, it's not a problem, I just need to do some waffling, ok?' I said, coming over all diplomatic and caring.

She smiled and kissed me on the lips 'Thanks, I know they will have a great time with you and we can all do things together of an evening when I get home.' She said.

'Don't say yes just yet Kim, let me do the phone calls first. Tell Adam we will let him know this evening, ok' I added

'Ok, I'll let him know'. We then trudged back to the house.

I was absolutely bursting with both excitement and frustration. Excitement that both these young school girls would be in my grasp to touch, lick, finger and, and, well let's not get ahead of myself. But frustration was also kicking in. I would have to wait a day or so before exploiting these two jezebels' and already I wanted that to happen right now. Sunday could not come quick enough.

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