Naughty
Dreams Come True In Heaven
by Sterling
Chapter 3 of 4
Wanda's on her hands and knees, back arched, butt ready for my male
attention. I slide in to the hilt and pump away.
Wanda sighs with contentment, then says, "I always wondered what our
kids would have been like. If you make me pregnant, maybe we can see."
"That sounds great!" I say. "How would I go about making you pregnant?"
"Oh!" says Wanda. "Get that monster cock in really deep and then
ejaculate! That's all it takes!"
I knew that, but I love to hear her say it. I drive into the womanly
organ that is designed to take monster cocks in all the way, designed
to make them so happy and excited they disgorge their life-giving goop.
I pump in and out, enjoying that delicious embrace. When my orgasm
comes, it is all the more intense and I shoot seven big, rich globs of
sperm into the deepest part of Wanda's pussy.
"There! I'm pregnant!" says Wanda. "If you want to help the baby along,
keep doing it to me!"
So I keep fucking Wanda from behind. After another minute I deliver
another load.
"Oh, I feel it! My tummy got bigger!"
I put a hand on her tummy as I fuck some more, and sure enough, during
my next ecstatic delivery I feel her tummy grow a little more!
Time speeds up, I'm fucking and ejaculating over and over again, her
tummy growing with each insemination. Time glosses over the business of
labor and delivery, and then I hold in my arms a small baby, who
grows... By age two she's a gorgeous little girl -- she looks partly
like Wanda and partly like me. We three all smile at each other.
But the baby is imaginary, even in the afterlife. She fades and I'm
left to snuggle with Wanda and kiss her for a few hours.
It was my third time playing with 4-year-old Annie. I'd pushed her on
the swings. We'd played dress-up. Throughout it all she'd kept up a
constant stream of conversation -- she was a curious, bright little
thing. Then when she was tired, she'd hopped up next to me on her bed
while I read her a story. Her eyelids grew heavy, and before long she
fell asleep, leaning against my side. I'd put the book aside without
disturbing her and then just admired her beauty. Her hair was blond but
cut short. I remembered the big blue eyes that were now hidden in
sleep. She wore a frilly pink dress, and I had many times during the
afternoon caught a glimpse of her white panties. Here as she lay asleep
I adored her 4-year-old form, each of her four small limbs covered with
the clear, tight skin of childhood. It wasn't perfect, though -- there
was a bruise or two, a long, thin scab where a long, thin cut had been.
There were the start of calluses on her feet. And there was some dirt
from playing, a bit of sticky residue about her mouth from snack
time... She looked like a real girl who'd been playing actively. The
pink dress over her chest rose and fell gently with each breath.
I don't know how long I'd feasted on this sight before I got drowsy
myself and drifted off. I came to now and then as I felt her body shift
this way and that.
Now I hear a small giggle and feel her squirm some more and am aware of
her face right in front of mine. I open my eyes to stare into hers, and
then she kisses me on the lips briefly. Then after smiling and looking
at me, she kisses me again, but longer this time. Our lips touch, then
break contact, then touch again, making those heavenly kissy noises
when we break apart. No small girl has ever done this when I was
around. My cock grows stiff in my pants -- fortunately she is leaning
over me from the side, not touching that part of me at all.
Then she whispers in my ear, "You can touch me any way you like."
"How do you mean?"
"Like you can touch my panties. Or touch inside them too!"
"But how... huh... what?" I say.
"I want to be nice to you," she whispers. "And now you can do anything
you want like that with me!"
My heart pounds. This is what the administrator had meant, I guess... I
pull back from Annie and nudge her onto her back, lying beside her. I
rub her arms gently, then take one hand and kiss every finger. She just
smiles. I return to her face and kiss her lips, but also her cheeks,
her eyes, her ears. I run my hands over her hair, and rub her neck,
ever so gently. She looks like she's having fun.
Then with my left hand I touch her shins. She spreads her legs a
little, and I caress her knees, and above them just a little I touch
her inner thigh. I then slide my hand upward under her dress, slowly. I
stare into her eyes as I feel my hand rising higher and higher,
covering her smooth skin, and then finally touch her panty cloth. She
spreads her legs a little more, and I cup the front of her panties in
my hand. I start stroking gently.
She's not objecting, or looking confused or uncertain... This is
wonderful! Encouraged by her smile, I remove my hand, then crawl down
below her with my head on the bed and peek up under the dress to see
her panties again.
"You're naughty!" she says with a smile.
With my hands I slowly push the dress up -- she lifts her butt to let
me push it up around her waist. Here is a pair of panties filled with a
small girl, and I can actually do the things I've dreamed of! I lower
my head and bury my nose right in her panty crotch and sniff, over and
over.
She giggles.
When I looked up again, she is still smiling at me, calm and
encouraging. "You wanna play doctor?" she whispers with a naughty smile.
I sniff some more, then gently slide my fingers inside the panties from
the tummy side to feel the girl below, remove my fingers and then slide
under each leg hem, feeling the forbidden flesh from every angle. I
pull the front of her panties out and peek in at her girl slit. I raise
my head and look at her with mock surprise. She laughs.
I peel her panties down from the top, then pull them down when she
raises her butt. She spreads her legs wide apart and says, "That's what
girl naughty parts look like... Now show me yours!"
I rise up on my knees and pull my trousers and underpants down to my
thighs, my erection now standing out from my body. "Not too scary, I
hope," I say. "I know it's real different."
"It's fun!" she says. "Let's get all naked!"
After we are, I think of the impossibility of this -- a small girl on
her back, naked -- me kneeling below her, with no clothes and with my
erection on full and eager display.
"Can I touch it?" she asks, and reaches up from below to touch my
shaft, then lifts it up gently. She then slides her open fingers back
and forth as she cradles my penis in her hand.
"Ooohhhh, that's nice, Annie!" I say.
I have something I want to do more, so I once again lie between her
legs, but this time I begin licking her slit with my tongue.
"It's dirty!" she says, wriggling.
"No, no -- it's amazing!" I say.
"It's naughty..."
"I know... do you mind?"
"No... I like this kind of naughty! Am I a bad girl?"
"No," I say. "Not a bad girl at all!"
So I go back to licking. I use my fingers to open her up a little so I
can lick within. When I've been licking a while, she says, "You're a
nice doctor! You make it feel good!"
I lift my head to smile at her, then return to her amazing girl parts.
I explore her small vaginal opening. I hold it open with my fingers and
probe it with my tongue. It goes in more easily than I would have
thought.
I say, "Let's put my parts and your parts right next to each other so
we can see how they're different!"
She smiles, and I lower my cock to her pussy. Holding my shaft in my
fingers, I rub it side to side above her slit, then up and down in the
crack between her privates and her right thigh, then her left. Then I
rub it up and down along her center line.
"You're silly!" she says.
Maybe I am. But whatever words might describe my next move, 'silly' is
not one of them. I hold her lips open with my fingers and press my cock
tip against her vaginal opening, kissing them together. I make smacky
noises.
"Your boy thing is kissing my girl thing!" She laughs.
"If only, if only..." I murmur.
"What? What 'if only'?" she says.
"If only I could press it inside..."
"Inside? Ewwww!" she says, but then her expression changes.
All at once she scrambles up and holds my face in her hands, looking
lovingly into my eyes. Then she whispers in my ear, so quietly I could
barely hear her, "You can... It will work... You'll see... I want you
to!" Was that a womanly intrusion into the thoughts of the girl? At
once she breaks away and lies back again, legs spread wide, holding her
vaginal lips apart with her fingers. What I see now is all girl,
including her smile. And a gorgeous little girl she is. She wants me to
press my penis into her vagina?
"I'm sick of looking at your ugly old thing!" she says. "You should
hide it! Hide it where I can't see it!" She smiles impishly.
This really is what she wants. Looking at her with utter amazement, I
lower myself into position, nuzzle my tip into the small warm space she
is exposing, and then I press. She is very tight, but her 4-year-old
vagina opens to allow my tip inside.
"Oooo!" she giggles. "So, so naughty!"
An inch inside isn't enough for me, though. I want to get more in. As I
press, her vagina makes way and lets me enter, though it hugs me very
tightly with hot wetness. I'm not imagining this heat -- she is hotter
inside than a woman! I feel her forehead -- she definitely has a fever!
"You're warm," I say. "Are you feeling OK?"
"I feel fine!"
An extra dimension to being hot, but it feels even better. I press far
in, incredibly far, until our pubic bones meet.
"You did it! You hid it!" she says. "You hid it in my girly privates! I
can feel it! It feels way better than it looks! It's so big!"
I smile at her, but then look more intently down below. I ooze my cock
back out an inch, then slide it back in. It feels so fantastic I do it
again. I do it faster. I pull out more each time but jam in harder.
"I'm gonna, I'm gonna..." I say.
"Go ahead!" she says quietly, arms around my neck gently.
I stare into that lovely 4-year-old face, aware of the very small body
below, aware of my connection with that body, my intrusion inside of
it... The pleasure builds to impossible levels before overwhelming me.
I am dimly aware of my cock twitching -- loading and firing, shooting
gobs of cum into the deep end of her pussy tube.
Through my haze I see this 4-year-old smiling at me.
She snuggles against my side. "I'm so happy," she whispers. "I'm so
glad I could help you feel good."
The impossible. The stamina to do a few dozen girls in an hour on the
beach is impossible. Making Wanda's baby grow by ejaculating inside her
is impossible, as is a baby who appears and becomes two years old in
seconds. But this feels like the greatest impossibility of all -- to
get my cock an inch into a 4-year-old girl without any detectable worry
or confusion. To bury my cock to the hilt without pain or damage. To
thrust, and then to finish the mating act, to actually ejaculate inside
her, with no worry of future harm and regret. Blessed is the afterlife!
"Wow, that's messy!" she says. I look down. It is remarkably messy. It
looks like a half cup of semen has flowed back out of her. "Is it a big
mess because you felt really, really good?"
"Yes," I say. "Yes, that's exactly why." Maybe in this corner of the
afterlife, volume of ejaculate corresponds to intensity of desire. I'm
kind of surprised it's just half a cup.
"Then goody," she says, turning over to spoon back against me, safe
within my arms. Within a minute she is asleep. I lie in utter ecstasy
for an hour, treasuring the moment. But I get more and more drowsy. I
join her in sleep and the encounter is over.
I know by now that I wouldn't be here if I didn't have permission.
She sits on the toilet, sky blue panties around her ankles, above pink
socks and pink sneakers, white dress up around her waist. A brief
hesitation, and the tinkle of pee into the toilet. She reaches for the
paper, wipes herself and lets the moist tissue fall into the bowl.
She's maybe six years old. Then she sees me walking towards her,
smiling and naked -- phallus stiff and itchy for comfort. She gives me
the briefest of dirty looks, then breaks into a big smile. I kneel,
then reach behind to pull her forward on the seat, her legs spreading
wide. I aim my cock at her little slit, open the lips gently with my
fingers and kiss my cock tip against her opening.
"You're naughty!" she says.
"Oh, yeah, I know... Do you mind?"
"No. Being naughty is kind of fun!"
Magic happens. Blood pulses into her pussy tissue, engorging her lips.
Slick wetness appears, and inside the tissues get hot, pliant and
cooperative.
"Big pressure now... Hold still... Good girl!"
I press forward and the enchanted cunny accepts the intrusion.
"Naughty, naughty, naughty!" she says.
I insist, wedging in further and further.
Her big brown eyes are open wide, staring in wonder. Once I'm in, I
slide out -- then in again, in and out. My hands hold the girl's rear
end, keeping her perched on the front of the toilet seat, smooth little
legs spread wide, panties around her ankles still. My pelvis tilts
rapidly, thrusting the hungry cock deep inside the small girl's center
-- her lower center, her private parts freely shared, now my private
heaven.
"So, so naughty!" she says, but it's a bright, curious face with no
sign of distress.
I gaze at the beautiful little girl as my pleasure builds to ecstasy,
desire to an unstoppable storm, and suddenly it releases. The lusty
alchemists in my loins produce the special, magic fluid and disgorge it
deep in my little brown-eyed girl. I'm surprised but delighted when I
see her face go slack as she shudders with orgasm.
That was a nice touch. "Very good girl," I say with a panting smile as
I let my organ slide almost all the way out.
"That was the naughtiest ever!" she says, voice wavering.
As my glans emerges from her vagina, a gush of fluid falls out of her
and into the toilet.
"What was that?" she asks, all curiosity.
"That is... That's what I peed into you... That's why I stuck my penis
in there... So I could give you all that..."
I reach for some toilet paper and dab it against her privates to absorb
the last remnants of the flood.
"Oh, that's funny! But it felt so good... so, so good..."
She pulls up panties to cover her precious female part and smooths her
dress down.
I sit back onto the tiled bathroom floor.
"Can you do that every time I pee?" she asks with a mischievous grin.
"I... I'd like that more than anything!"
"I think I'm gonna go to the bathroom a lot, even if I can only make a
tiny little tinkle!"
"Sounds great to me!"
"But how much tinkle will you do up in me?"
"I dunno... I guess we'll see."
The scene fades.
As it turns out, my lust calls forth at least a tablespoon every time.
At least all 20 times so far.
I sit on the sofa. Seven-year-old Meghan is curled up on my lap. She's
been crying but now she's stopped. She is a gorgeous bundle of girl,
and I find my cock growing hard in my pants. It will pass. I will hold
her for as many hours as she wants.
She turns and gives me a sleepy, relaxed look and then smiles. She
reaches down to open my fly and fishes out my cock.
"Um, Meghan!"
"Shhh, shhhh," she says, and then shifts around so she's facing me,
chest flat against my chest, legs far out to the side. Her nose is
right in front of mine, and her big gray eyes look out through her long
reddish-brown hair.
"Do it in my cunny. Quick like a bunny, OK?"
Amazed and incredibly aroused, I push my pelvis up. She must be holding
her panties to the side, because my cock tip presses against a tender
pair of girl lips.
I press more, and her slit keeps its promise and gives way, opening to
reveal a vagina that receives my thrust. It feels fantastic. I pull
back to thrust again.
"Put all your goo right in the toilet," she says with an impish smile.
"Quick like a bunny, way up in my cunny!"
It's hot talk that drives me wild. On my third thrust I force my cock
into her as deep as I can and I'm spurting. The ejaculation goes on and
on and on.
"Oooo, lots and lots of goo!" she says.
When my cock stops twitching, I relax.
She says, "Are you finished?"
I nod, eyes rolling back in my head.
With her fingers, she pulls her cunny lips tight around my cock, and as
I pull out all the goop stays up inside.
"Good boy! You did it all right in the toilet! And -- ooooo! It's all
going up into my tummy instead of coming out! It's warm and nice."
She releases her panties and wiggles around until she's curled up in my
lap again, just like she was before.
As my cock shrinks, I pull it back into my pants.
"Good boy. Quick like a bunny," she murmurs. The whole thing took maybe
two minutes.
I rock her tenderly, resuming this long session of unconditional love
for a girl who couldn't get enough in life.
The interlude was all her idea. But it sure was fantastic.
A girl is on a swing, pumping away with glee. She's maybe 5 years old,
wearing a light blue dress and white sneakers. I look around. We're in
a large grassy clearing, surrounded by a pine forest. The sun
illuminates her flying blond hair, giving the illusion of finest gold
thread.
"Hey, can you push me?" she says, seeing me for the first time.
"Sure," I say heading around behind her.
"No, from the front!" she says.
I go around front. Like any kid on a swing, she extends her legs going
forward, and tucks them behind as she goes back. So just before she
tucks them back, I press against the soles of her white sneakers to
give her a strong backswing. She laughs. The third time she tucks her
feet back just before she gets to me so I have nothing to push on. The
next time I move in to push her knees instead. After two times of that,
she keeps her legs out and her feet push against me hard, making me
stagger back. She laughs hard and I smile.
Her legs aren't close together any more, and on the upswing I get a
view right up her dress to white panties. She is sexy!
I reach forward on the next upswing to grab her feet and hold on. That
makes her suddenly come to a complete stop. She's momentarily shocked
but then laughs. I then push her back to swing away from me. The next
time forward I reach for her feet but don't actually grab for them,
which she finds hilarious. Every time she comes forward, she doesn't
know whether I'm going to briefly grab her feet to stop here or let her
go. Sometimes she tucks her legs under in time. It's a fun game.
"Hey, your penis is sticking way out!"
I look down, and somehow I'm wearing a T-shirt but nothing below the
waist. We get funny set-ups in the afterlife. My erection is full,
there's no doubt about it.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I say with some embarrassment.
"That's OK," she says. "I've got private parts too." On the next swing
her legs are pretty far apart and my view of her panties is clear.
"You're a nice man, and you used to be before too."
Two swings later I grab her feet and hold her. This time I move them
far out to the sides so I get a good long look at those inner thighs
and the panties. Then I let her go.
She stops pumping, and she swings less. I step forward, and now she
reaches out with her right hand to touch my penis before her swing
brings her back. I smile. The next time she cradles the underside and
my cock is caressed from base to tip by her receding hand. I hold still
for three more caresses.
"Is it sticking out for me?" she asks.
I nod.
"For my panties?"
I nod again.
She looks at me with an earnest smile and lets herself come to a
complete stop. She hitches her skirt up around her waist and pulls her
panties down to her ankles, pulls them off, and hands them to me.
I smile, find the panty crotch and sniff deeply.
"Ewww!" she says.
I then take the silky panties and put them on my cock. With my hand I
hold the stiff organ inside the silky intimate garment.
"You put your penis in my panties!" She laughs.
She then pumps just a little, sending her forward and back a single
foot.
"Actually, it's what was inside your panties I want most of all."
"Naughty man!" she says.
That doesn't mean no.
I take hold of the chains very near where they join the flat wooden
seat, and move in very close to her. My stiff organ lands against her
chest, pointing up.
"Hi, penis," she says with a smile.
I then slowly push the swing back, staying very close. As she rises, my
penis slides slowly down the front of her dress, from chest to stomach,
then as the angle of her rise increases it flips past the roll of cloth
where the skirt is bunched up. And then it lands on her mound. I slow
my pace as my tip brushes against her warm flesh. She's sitting far
forward on the swing, with legs spread wide.
I pause as my tip slides down her cleft until it's at the center. I'm
holding the swing up pretty high now. Then I very slowly reverse
direction. But instead of the tip sliding up towards her belly again,
it catches.
Her eyes open with surprise as my tip pushes in against her slit,
gently at first and then harder.
"That's so naughty!" she says with a mischievous smile.
The magic happens. Her lips yield to the pressure and my tip works
inside her vestibule. Her tissues become engorged, and I feel the
lubrication. I stand still but relax my hands to let her fall back
towards me a millimeter at a time.
"Oh, that's fantastic," I whisper.
"You're poking my privates!" she says. "Your penis is. And it's big,
big, big!"
"Do you mind?" I say softly.
"No... new and naughty is fun!"
I am lowering her onto my cock. And her pussy is taking it, stretching
but handling the pressure and the intrusion, letting my tip show the
way to my shaft, burrowing into slick heaven. Tender, hot girliness,
with the same spirit as the fresh face that gazes at me, eyes wide in
trust -- reacting to the novelty and pleasure. Nothing stops the smooth
intrusion until our pubic bones press together on the outside.
I pause to treasure the moment.
"What happens now?" she asks in wonder.
I smile and push back on the swing an inch, pulling her away from me,
sliding my cock out of her an inch, but then I relax and let her come
forward to engulf me completely.
Pushing a girl on a swing never felt so good.
My cock itches with pleasure and anticipation, my excitement builds. I
am tempted to close my eyes, but instead keep them locked with hers,
the eyes set in the gorgeous face framed with wild blond hair, glowing
with the sun's rays.
My brain is buzzing with pleasure as I push her almost all the way off
of me, then let go.
Gravity impales her on me decisively. My cock surges into her all the
way, and the instant our pubic bones hit, globs of male essence shoot
out of my depths and into hers. Over and over again.
The sperm drives her into orgasm, and she whimpers. Both satisfied, we
remain chest to chest, smiling at each other.
"That kind of naughty was a whole lot of fun!" she says.
"I'm so glad."
Then I push her away from me. Reluctantly I push the final inch to
bring my glans clear of her inner labia, and a flood of sperm falls out
of her. Most splats onto the ground, while some slides down my cock.
"What's all that? I didn't have an accident! I swear!"
"No, no... I know you didn't. I'm the one who had the accident. An
accident on purpose. It's all part of the good feelings we got." I let
her back down so that the swing is at rest.
I swipe my hand over her private parts, getting a bunch of goop, and
then wipe it off on my thigh. After repeating four times she's pretty
clean on the outside. I clean my cock in the same way. My thighs are a
little chilly from the evaporation of all that fluid.
She gets up off the swing, holding her dress up and out of the way.
I turn her panties right way out and hold them for her to step into.
Then I smooth her dress down.
She jumps up towards me.
Startled, I catch her, cradling her bottom as she wraps her legs around
behind me and gives me a big squeeze.
Then she wriggles free and says, "Bye!"
She gets on the swing facing the other way, her back to me, and starts
pumping.
I give her one big push.
I walk ten yards away, then turn back to see her swinging high, blond
hair wild in the sun once more.
The scene fades.
I really hope I'll see her again, but I haven't -- so far.
I wake up in a bed to sunshine streaming through the window, stretching
after a lovely night's sleep. The door opens, and light footsteps come
closer. I open my eyes as a girl crawls on top of me. She's maybe 5
years old, wearing a white dress. She grins at me. Blue eyes, light
brown hair.
"I'm Tina. Can we snuggle under the covers?"
"Um, sure!" I say, totally delighted with the idea. She wriggles around
and disappears underneath. I feel her squirming against my body, then I
hear a giggle. Her voice is muffled.
"You don't have any clothes on!"
"Nope."
"And you have a penis!"
"All men do, you know."
"Yeah, but yours is big and hard!"
"Yeah."
Her head pops out from under the covers. "Why does a penis get big and
hard?"
"Well, when a man and a woman want to make a baby, he sticks his penis
into her vagina, that hole between the woman's legs. And then some
special seed comes out the end and starts a baby in her tummy."
She wrinkles her nose. It is incredibly cute. "But why is yours hard
now?"
"Kind of like practicing. Happens in the morning sometimes." Sometimes,
but not this morning. This erection started growing when she crawled up
onto me. It grew quickly.
"Wanna know a secret?"
"OK, what?"
She puts her lips to my ears. "I have a vagina too."
"Really!" I say. "Already?"
She beams and smiles.
I say, "I have a secret for you."
"Tell me, tell me!"
I put my lips to her ear. "My penis is hard because you're beautiful
and sexy and I'd like to put my penis in your vagina and start a baby
in your tummy."
She looks at me with shock and wide eyes. "You naughty, naughty man!"
I turn a little pink.
She gets quiet. "Is it true, you never ever tried to put a baby in a
little girl's tummy when you were alive?"
"Yup."
"Not even once?"
"No, not once."
"Did you do any naughty things with girls? Things that made them
embarrassed or ashamed because of naughty stuff?"
"Never. not even once."
She scrambles up and throws the covers off, then whips off her white
dress and sits on my chest, legs spread wide. It's apparent that the
dress was the only thing she was wearing.
"Wanna play 'Mother, may I?"
"OK!"
"Kiss me for thirty seconds."
I bring my head up towards her, but she backs away. Oh, yeah.
"Mother, may I?"
"Yes, you may."
She leans forward and I touch my lips to her sweet ones, over and over
again. My cock is even harder.
She sits back.
"Lick my little nipples."
"Mother, may I?"
"Yes," she says with a giggle, and leans forward so I can swirl my
tongue around first her left nipple, then her right, swirls giving way
to enthusiastic licks, and then gentle sucking.
She rises up onto her knees, still straddling my chest. Her hands go
lower. Gently she peels her feminine lips apart. I stare hungrily.
"Look at my vagina," she says.
"Um, uh... mother may I?"
"You looked first!" she says.
"But you hadn't asked me to yet!"
"Yeah, OK," she says, then kisses me once more gently. She lifts
herself up high in the air and takes my cock in her hand. With her legs
spread wide she nestles the tip right into her vaginal opening. "You
sure you never did anything naughty with a real girl?"
"Yeah, I'm sure!" I say.
"Um... Daddy, may I?" she says.
That's funny and amazing, but mostly I say, "Oh, God yes! Yes, you may!
You absolutely may!"
She lowers herself slowly, and I feel my cock entering hot, tight, wet
girly vagina.
"Oh, oh, mmmm," I moan.
Down she goes, sliding slowly. She bottoms out, kissing her outer girl
parts against the skin at the base of my cock, pubic bones bumping.
Then she lifts herself up, dragging her vaginal tissues back up my cock
in a way that feels amazing. Then she slides back down again, then up
again. Each time she holds the tight connection at the bottom. "This
feels good!" she says.
"Oh, does it ever!" I say. "Oh, God, this is amazing, oh..." My
approaching climax is apparent.
"Now, gimme the stuff to make a baby!" she says, going up and down
again. "Ejaculate!"
"Uh, mmm, uh, mother may I?"
"Hmmmm.... Let me think about it..."
"Oh, oh, oh, YES!" I say, pushing my pelvis up, lifting her six inches
in the air as my first shot surges into her innards.
"Oh!" she says and shudders. The semen pulses continue inside her as I
admire her 5-year-old body, naked, legs spread, my cock completely
absorbed in her naughty girly part.
She leans forward and lets herself down onto me, head turned to the
left, cheek against my chest.
"Mmmm... What's that funny warm feeling in my tummy?"
By now I know. "I gave you a big present when you felt so good. A big
sloppy present way up inside of you. That's what made you feel so good.
And sometimes your body decides it wants to keep the present. So it
goes up inside your, um, uterus."
"Mmmm. It feels really good in there... Thanks for the present."
My cock softens inside her. But within five minutes it grows again and
stiffens.
She raises her head sleepily and smiles at me. "Are you feeling naughty
again?"
"Yes, yes I am. Boy am I."
She gives a smoky smile.
"Can I -- can I just do it to you all different ways? You let me know
if you don't like something?"
"OK, let's try!" she says.
I turn her onto her left side as I turn onto my right, still front to
front. I surge my penis in and out of her really fast.
"Mmmm!" she says. "Mmm, mmm!" After twenty seconds, she shudders and
whimpers. I'm not quite sure what that's about, since I didn't come,
but I'm not going to stop to ask questions.
I roll her onto her back, my cock still in her depths, then spread her
legs and pound in and out hard and fast, in the old missionary position.
"Oh, yeah!" she says. "That's so nice, so nice... ooo, nice, aaahhhhhh!"
It's so exciting I can't control myself. I surge ten more times and
ejaculate way up inside her once again, and she gives a big shudder.
But my cock doesn't soften. I pull out, then move her so she's on her
side with her knees up, in fetal position. But I can get at her vagina
from behind, and I do. I get at it and fill it and pump in and out
hard. She moans softly. After fifteen strokes, I'm spurting more gobs
of semen up into her. She shrieks as she comes again. I pause a few
seconds, but I want more. I turn her onto her stomach and lift her butt
up, on my knees behind her, burying my cock once more between her
little girl lips, burying it in the vagina that seems so happy to get
poked. There's no word for what we're doing now other than fucking. I'm
fucking her. She has another orgasm, then I have another, spurting
again, as it starts a bigger orgasm for her. I stand up and lift her
under the arms. She's looking vague but happy. I hold her around the
back with one arm as she puts her legs around behind her back. Guiding
her with my other hand, I set her down gently on my cock, which slides
up inside her as we stand. I hold her butt up the right distance away
from me and stab in and out lustily. She shudders again as I unload
inside her once more.
I find a half-dozen more positions, and in each one we climax together
after thirty seconds of rapid fucking. We're in missionary position for
the third time. I'm pounding away, and it goes on past thirty seconds.
She looks up at me longingly. It goes on to two minutes, then three, my
thrusts earnest and deep and fast. The pleasure is building the whole
time. The anticipation feels better than the previous orgasms in some
ways but keeps on building. She's staring at me with wide eyes, on the
same path of arousal.
"Oh, God, YES!" I say at last, holding my cock deep and unloading into
her once more through indescribable ecstasy. She has a matching huge
orgasm, but our eyes stay locked.
At last I pull out and lie on my side. There has been no backwash of
fluid out of her during any of this. She must be absorbing it somehow,
into her uterus or bloodstream or something. She turns over and curls
back against me, small spoon inside large spoon.
"You satisfied?" she murmurs.
"Yeah, at last I really am."
"My tummy feels so warm and nice. And kind of full!" She takes my hand
and places it against her stomach just above her pubic bone. It does
seem full. There's a noticeable bulge.
"It was fantastic," she says. "Mmmmm. Can I come see you every morning?"
"Yes, you can! You absolutely can!"
"Goody," she says.
Gradually our breathing slows. I can feel her fall asleep. I fall
asleep too. The episode is over.
We play "Mother, may I?" many more times, always finding different fun
variants and jokes. And mostly it's just one ejaculation and matching
big orgasm from her, followed by tender cuddling. But every twenty
times or so we do another marathon, punctuated by the same sort of
grand finale we had that first time. She keeps all my sperm -- none
ever flows back out of her. She's actually got a little bulge there in
front. I don't know what to expect will happen with that.
It is a fashion show. A private show for me alone. Each girl comes down
the runway in some new, fancy outfit. They're in the age 10 to 13 range.
I stand in a dark robe, and as the first girl comes towards me, my
erection rises strongly under the robe.
Where I stand, the runway is elevated above the floor about a foot.
When the first girl gets to the end, she rests her hands on my
shoulders.
"You think it's a sexy outfit?"
"Oh, absolutely! It's wonderful!"
"Does it make you want to do something about it?"
"Um, uh, yes, it does... but it's a fashion show!"
"But it's your
fashion show. It won't take you long, I bet..." She smirks.
She is right. Keeping her left hand on my shoulder, she lift her right
leg with right hand and holds the knee up. She's lifting her leg kind
of like a dog at a fire hydrant. She's not wearing panties. I can see
how it provides access to her pussy, if a cock were to apply for entry.
I press my cock up between those silky thighs. She receives the
application, approves it, and orients my penis with fingers.
"Shove," she commands.
Suddenly my cock tip pokes into wet warmth.
I make three quick little thrusts, and on the third one my cock spews.
She had on a wonderful, sexy dress, it had the desired effect on me,
and she got the present she wanted. Up under a girl's dress, there's
always the little spot, the hot wet cave where a guy can do what he
really wants if a girl lets him in.
She holds my gaze for the few seconds it takes for me to finish
unloading.
She then puts her leg back down, turns, and walks back down the runway.
Sperm runs down the inside of her thigh.
But another girl is on her way out. She is sexy too. She stops in the
same place, inviting the same act of raw male lust. She lifts her left
leg instead. She invites me in and I give her innards an intimate poke
and a long series of squirts, my mind reeling with lusty, ecstatic
pleasure and release. As she walks back down the runway, there's goop
running down the inside of both of her legs.
All twenty of them get it.
The dresses they were modeling were cool, I think. But what I remember
is the girls who were inside of them.
This little girl also wants to reward me for leaving all the little
girls alone when I was alive. And so her 9-year-old body is naked, she
lies on her back with her legs spread wide. And as my bulging cock
pokes between her legs with hope and lust, she guides it into her
little pussy. It's big enough, though, and it gives me a tight, erotic
hug as I press up inside. It is hot and slick, but not too slick. As my
cock slides in and out, her naughty girl innards give me a velvety
massage.
"So, why do you like this so much?" she asks.
"I dunno, it's just the way I'm built. Most men are, though the others
like girls when they're all grown up."
"But why?"
"It's what we humans need to do to make babies. That's why we're made
that way."
"But how does that feel? What else do you think about when you are
doing it?"
"Hmmm," I say, slowing my thrusting to a leisurely pace, each velvety
hug still exquisite -- in, out, in.
"You have a lovely little body. I want to change it. To transform it.
You aren't pregnant. I want to make you pregnant. Give you my baby,
fill you up with it."
"Mmmm, that's nice. I want a baby so much. And the only way I can get
one is if you lie on me like this, shove your thing in and out, and
then give me your goopy present. Thanks so much!"
"Oh, you're very welcome."
"But is there more? More you think about?"
"Yes... I want to do more than just make you pregnant. I want to change
you more than that."
"How?"
"I want to let the baby know how much she'll be loved. And I want to
fill you with goodness, and force out anything bad. Like diseases, or
meanness or sadness."
"Hey, I can feel that... I think I can. I'm feeling all warm down
there."
We both look down and can see it. Around my cock shaft are her lips.
They glow with health and goodness. Her mound and the top inch or so of
each thigh glows. She is beautiful and healthy to begin with -- fresh,
clean and smooth -- but this is more.
I pump with renewed determination and enthusiasm. The bad gets sucked
out of her pussy each time my penis slides out and it dissipates in the
air. But each instroke pumps in goodness. We can see the glow spreading
down each thigh and up past her pubic bone.
"Oh, that's so nice! Keep doing that! You're making me all good!"
Fucking is hard physical labor, but done joyfully. Now it is especially
joyful.
"Look at the scab on my knee!" she says.
As the glow comes to her knee, the scab disappears and the skin beneath
is as good as new -- better!
On and on I fuck, decisive thrusts deep into her pussy. The glow
spreads up past her nipples and down her calves. It spreads to her neck
and rather quickly spreads down each arm to each finger tip, while
below her toes glow with health. It moves much more slowly up her neck.
"You're going to clean my mind, too?"
"Yes! So you'll be just as loving as can be to our baby! And, well, so
you'll never want another man to do this to you -- so it will be only
me. So later I can plant more babies, one after the other."
"That's going a little far, isn't it? I..."
The glowing line rises up her neck, spreading under her chin and over
the back of her neck.
"Trust me... It's all for the best." I thrust harder.
"OK," she says, as the glow spreads to her lips, her nose, her cheeks,
her eyes. And then, I can tell, it's infusing her mind.
"Oh, oh!" she says. "I can see so clearly now. I can't imagine letting
another man up inside me!"
Her innards are glowing too. Heart, lungs, intestines... We can sense
that. She is only 9 years old. But down below her uterus stirs, her
ovaries stir. The goodness concentrates there and inside her they glow.
"I'm about as good as I could possibly be! The only way I could be
better is with your baby inside me."
"I agree," I say, pumping with renewed vigor, pumping now with a
material, animal purpose in addition to the infusion of goodness.
"Oh, it feels so good! So sexy good! Let my vagina give your penis the
most loving goodness!"
And it does. My cock is surrounded by pleasure and goodness of a purity
and intensity I've never felt before.
"Give me the most goodness of all!" she says. "Finish it off!"
Goodness melds with pleasure and lust and purifies both. My orgasm is
magnificent, while down below my organs mix the ultimate in goodness,
and rocket it into the depths of this perfect little child.
Immediately she starts moaning and orgasming too. We can both see
below, see my pool of semen glowing brightly. We can see her vagina and
uterus contracting, pulling the liquid goodness up inside. A little
races up and in a flash combines with her egg to form a new baby. Some
of the rest surrounds the fertilized egg, bathing it in further
goodness. The rest makes love to her uterine lining, growing and
perfecting it, preparing it to welcome the egg-sized baby. The girl and
I stare into each other's eyes, amazed at the goodness and perfection
we have created.
Some people think of the mating act -- penis forced into vagina,
pumping in and out -- as sinful, dirty or disgusting. Others see it
more clearly as natural and fun. Here it was about perfection --
insistent thrusts to fill her vagina over and over again were
delivering perfection. Physical, emotional, spiritual perfection, and
ultimately a reproductive version of all those as well.
Seeding, purification and enlightenment delivered, my cock shrinks and
withdraws.
In the afterlife people can grow fast when fate calls. Her womanly
parts grow as needed, the baby grows and grows inside. Perfected and
purified as she is, labor is honest hard work but feels fantastic to
her. The baby's trip through her vagina is to her one long, fantastic
orgasm. Out pops our daughter, near perfection herself. She gets not
just nutrition but more wonderful goodness with her breast milk. Then
she somehow disappears. We don't know where she goes, but we know it's
somewhere wonderful. Maybe she goes back into the real world somehow, a
savior?
I see this girl over and over. She craves more booster shots of
perfection, and I give them to her. When a suitable time has passed,
another egg appears and I plant another perfect little baby inside her
perfect uterus.