You
Want To So Much, I Can Tell!
by Sterling
My
daughter Jessie had two friends over to play: Allie and Meredith. I'd
never met Allie before, and -- my goodness she was cute! Blond curls,
big blue eyes. Just a girl, of course, just my daughter's friend. But
if only... if only I could slide my hand up between her legs, feel the
warm spot where her legs meet. Stop that! I scolded myself.
Suddenly I saw her looking at me. She giggled.
"Let's go out to the swings," said Meredith as all three girls rose,
and she and Jessie headed out.
"I'll be out in a little while," said Allie.
"What did she say?" we heard Jessie ask from the yard.
"I think she's got to use the bathroom," said Meredith.
But
Allie didn't head for the bathroom. She hopped up and down and grinned
at me, then pranced into the spare bedroom, motioning me to follow.
When I was inside she shut the door behind her and locked it.
"You wanna look under my dress?"
"Heavens, no, Allie, whatever made you think that?"
"You do, I can tell."
"I certainly do not. Run along out to play with your friends."
"Look, Mr. Smith." She scrunched her dress up to show me the tops of
her thighs; I could only see her knees before.
I looked, and gulped.
Allie giggled. "You like it! I can tell! My goodness, what a naughty
man you are!"
"Allie, that's quite enough!"
"Look
now, Mr. Smith," said the impudent little thing, and she lifted the
dress up to her tummy, giving me a clear view of her light blue
panties, soft cotton hiding the parts of her I wanted to see so much.
I
wasn't supposed to stare, but I couldn't help myself. Right under that
thin cloth was the forbidden girl flesh I fantasized about so guiltily.
I saw those parts of Jessie now and then, of course, but it wasn't the
same. She was just my daughter. But other little girls -- I felt
differently about them.
She giggled again. "Mr. Smith! You are so naughty... But you like it so
much!"
She let the dress fall. "Close your eyes."
I
did. I thought I could tell what she was doing, though. I both dreaded
the prospect and found it terrifically exciting. I heard s swishing of
cloth, and the next thing I knew, I sensed something under my nose and
sniffed.
It was the mysterious, magical smell of little girl
panties! I probably had pleasure written all over my face, because the
next thing I knew she was smushing them all over my face. But I didn't
mind.
"You can hold them you know, you naughty man," she said.
I
opened my eyes, and as in a dream, I took them from her. I worked the
cloth reverently in my hands, admiring it and looking at it up close,
where I could also smell it. To me it was like silk woven of golden
thread.
"Oh, Mr. Smith! You are so happy with my panties!"
I shrugged sheepishly.
"I'd
give them to you, but my mommy'd get mad if they were missing. This is
fun! It's so cool you're so excited. Hmmm. You'd like to see what was
inside my panties, Mr. Smith? Really?"
"No, I would not," I said, trying to sound firm but failing miserably.
She giggled. "Yes you would, I can tell! Look, Mr. Smith."
The
dress crept up again, revealing the smooth golden skin of her thighs,
more and more of it, until her crotch with the little slit came into
view.
I stared, mesmerized.
"Mr. Smith!" giggled the little girl. "You're staring at my kitty!
You're not supposed to do that! That's very naughty."
I managed to tear my eyes away. "Oh, you're right," I said.
"Oh, come on, Mr. Smith, you can look. You're so excited you're dizzy."
She was right, I was dizzy.
I
sat on the edge of the guest bed so I wouldn't fall over. Allie sat
beside me, then lay back with her legs wide apart, but her dress
smoothed down again.
"How'd you like to slide your hand up under there, Mr. Smith?" she said
with another giggle.
"No," I said, shaking my head weakly.
"Ah, c'mon, of course you do. You want to so much. Everything else has
worked OK, right? Go ahead, you naughty man..."
"Have
you ever done this before?" I asked, a vestige of parental concern and
propriety making its presence felt for a bare instant.
"Nope. But I can just tell you want to, and it's fun!"
I reached my hand out and touched one warm knee, then slowly slid my
hand upward.
"My
goodness you're excited! How can playing with a little girl like me
make you so happy?" She put her hand over her mouth to keep from
laughing quite so hard. "Keep feeling up there, Mr. Smith... A little
higher."
I reached the junction of her thighs and felt the
tender flesh of her labia. "You can look too," she said, slowly pulling
the cloth of her dress up over my hand so I could see my forbidden
touch.
"Mr. Smith! It's like a witch put a spell on your or something! You're
in a trance!"
I nodded weakly.
"It's just a girly weewee, right? Jessie has one too, right? I know she
does, we were showing each other last week..."
"I know, but it makes me feel different. Very different."
"I guess so! This is so cool!"
"I shouldn't be doing this... I should stop..." I said in a monotone.
"You don't need to stop," said Allie softly. "You're having so much
fun, and it's so cool to see you all excited."
I started caressing her delicate labia.
She lay back, grinning at me. "Mr. Smith! You really want to
look inside?
Oh my!"
"Oh, I..." This girl somehow knew all my forbidden fantasies.
"You wanna look inside. Where the pee comes out. You really do, don't
you! It's OK, go ahead, you naughty man," she said softly.
"How do you know?" I asked with genuine puzzlement.
"Dunno," she said, shrugging. "I just do. And it's cool!"
I
peeled back her labia, millimeter by millimeter, then worked my fingers
into her slit. I'd never felt so excited in my life. And everything was
just where it was supposed to be, her little clit, her inner lips with
her small girl hole.
"Mr. Smith!" she shrieked with glee,
bouncing her heels up and down against the mattress. "You want to kiss
it? Stick your tongue down there? My gosh, you really do, don't you!
You want to so bad! OK, you can. That's fine, Mr. Smith, I don't mind.
You're just so excited; it's so easy to make you happy!"
My head
descended and my tongue found her girl folds and I licked, working
inside. I whimpered from the pleasure of it; her smell and taste adding
sexy overtones to the phenomenal touch and sight.
"You are so, so naughty, Mr. Smith! But I don't mind. It kind of
tickles a little."
My cock was so engorged and hot I thought it might burst. I reached
down to rearrange it.
"You
want to show me what's in your underpants, too?" Allie said with a
smile. "You do! Wow! You really do!" she chortled. "I guess it's only
fair, since I've let you play with me, you should let me play with you!
I've always been curious what men look like."
I pulled away from
her and worked quickly to pull off shoes and socks, pants and briefs,
then whipped off my shirt as well, leaving myself naked.
"Whoa! Ooh, wow! It's so big! Can I touch?"
I nodded, and thrilled as her little hand softly stroked all over my
scrotum and penis.
"Cool," she said, waving my cock back and forth like a stick.
Then
Allie paused and looked at me, eyes wide. "You want to poke it against
mine?" she asked, incredulous. "You wanna stick the end of your private
part right against my little naughty place? I can't believe you!" She
laughed. "You are so naughty! But you want to so much... You're not
going to pee on me, are you?" she asked with a trace of suspicion.
I shook my head. That was one thing she didn't need to worry about.
"No, I can tell you aren't."
As I eased myself into position, not quite believing where I was or
what I was doing, she spoke again.
"They
always tell us to stay covered up and not let anyone touch us, but that
was about men who might hurt us. You'd never hurt me, would you? I can
tell. You're so sweet... My mommy says we don't need to be ashamed of
our bodies. Do you think my body's OK, Mr. Smith?"
I nodded enthusiastically, and Allie giggled.
I
slowly lowered myself over the girl, and spread her girly lips before
kissing the tip of my penis right at her opening. Heaven! More than I
could ever have hoped for. She'd encouraged me every step of the way,
though. Cajoled me into it, though she sensed correctly how much I
wanted to do every little thing we'd done. But now it was the end of
the road.
"Oh, Allie," I said dully, "We shouldn't be like this..."
"It's
OK, Mr. Smith! It feels very naughty and exciting. It feels OK with my
body, but mostly it's cool! And all I had to do was let you see and
play with my private parts, and you're like in a dream."
My
penis wanted to poke into the little cavity in front of it. I knew I
shouldn't, but I did press, just a little. At least I could feel some
of the motion and pretend.
"Mr. Smith! You want to... you want to get that inside of me?"
"Oh, no, not really," I gasped.
"But you want to, if you could, I can tell. But how could it?"
"It would never fit since you're just a little girl."
"You mean it would fit if I were a big girl? Where would it fit?"
"There's
a tube down there, right in front of where I'm pressing right now,
though you probably haven't played with it. When you grow up it will be
big enough to take a penis inside, like when you get married."
"Really?" Allie was surprised.
"Yeah,"
I said. "When couples get all lovey-dovey, that's what they want to do.
He wants to stick his penis in her hole, and she wants him to stick it
there." And right then I wanted to stick my cock in her pussy, more
than anything.
"Oh, you're so silly! Stop making up stories like that!"
I shrugged, feeling no need to argue with the girl who had invited me
to play with her in every naughty way.
"But you want to poke in, don't you? You really, really want to poke
inside!"
"Well, yeah, but it would never fit. It would hurt you."
"And
you'd never hurt me, I know," said Allie, hugging me. "Well, why don't
you poke, and I'll tell you if it starts hurting and then we stop, OK?"
she said.
"OK," I said. I poked a little harder, and felt
wetness. I didn't know if it was my precum or her own lubrication, but
it was definitely wet.
"You're so happy, Mr. Smith! And it's all because of me! And I haven't
done a thing, just let you see me and touch me!"
"That's right, Allie," I said.
I
felt my tip nudging against the opening in her abdominal cavity. And
with my repeated pokes, knocking at the door, it opened up a little,
then a little more.
"It's so big? How's it ever working?"
"I don't know," I said. I didn't want to think about it, lest the magic
spell be broken.
"Poke,
poke, poke, poke, poke!" sang little Allie to herself. "Mr. Smith's
poking his big fat penis in my peepee parts... And stuffing me! Wow is
it big!"
I pressed firmly, increasing the pressure, but waiting for the first
sign of discomfort from little Allie.
My cock tip oozed inside, and the girl looked at me with wide eyes and
open mouth.
"You got it in me! How'd you do that?"
"Does it hurt?" I asked, concerned.
"Nope.. and you love it so much!"
I
kept leaning into the girl, willing my prong into her pussy flesh. And
somehow, miraculously, it gave way. My cock sank in more and more.
"That feels funny!" laughed Allie. "How's your huge thing fitting? It's
like a magic trick!"
I
only got in a few inches -- three maybe. But three was enough. I slowly
pulled my penis back an inch, then pushed in. Little Allie's pussy let
me go out, and then welcomed me back inside.
"Are you going to make up your mind, in or out?" she asked, then said,
"No, that's just what you want, right? The in and out?"
I nodded weakly, feeling incredibly excited to be pumping in and out of
a young girl.
"In and out, in and out, in and out," sang Allie to herself with a
mischievous smile, then looked at me.
I was in a frenzy of sexual passion; this girl's immature body was
driving me wild.
"Mr. Smith, are you OK? I know it's what you want, but you look kind of
sick!"
"Oh, I'm fine," I said with a quick smile. My ecstasy was building. "It
feels fantastic."
"Well, don't hurt yourself with all that poking!" Allie giggled.
"Oh, Allie," I murmured. "It feels fantastic, Allie, you're so
wonderful!"
"Oh, goody! I'm glad! But I'm just an ordinary girl. It's so easy to
make you happy, Mr. Smith!"
"Something's going to happen," I said.
"What?" asked Allie, curious.
"Hard to explain," I said, panting as I fucked in and out of the little
girl.
"But... Oh, Allie!" I moaned, picking up the pace. "It's almost, oh,
I..."
"Don't hurt yourself, Mr. Smith!"
"It's,
oh, Allie, Allie, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH, OH!" I shouted out. Ecstasy was
upon me. Semen surged out of my cock tip into Allie's pussy, one hot
goopy pulse after another. I pumped in and out of the young thing in
utter ecstasy. When the last dribble had oozed out, I slowly withdrew
my cock and flopped down onto my back beside her.
Allie propped her head on one elbow and looked at me. "That
felt good?"
she asked.
"It
felt fantastic, Allie. You're OK?" I asked, suddenly concerned. My
attention to any sign of her discomfort had wavered as my orgasm had
approached.
"I'm fine," she said. Reaching down, she said, "Hey!
What's this stuff?" coming up with a gob of cum that had oozed out of
her pussy. "Did you pee in me?"
"It's from my body, but it's not pee. It's the stuff that daddies give
to mommies so they can grow babies."
"Mr. Smith, that's so silly!"
I shrugged. "It's true. I bet you've never smelled anything like it
before."
She quickly verified that. "Am I going to have a baby?" she asked,
alarmed for the first time in our encounter.
"No, don't worry. You're way too young. The stuff will just dribble
out. It doesn't do any harm."
"OK." The girl studied my sweating face. "But you got really, really
happy."
I
shrugged. "Daddies get really happy making babies. My brain just gets a
little mixed up, I guess, so I dream about trying to make babies in
little girls too -- you. I never thought I would, and I never have
before." I looked at her earnestly. "But you wanted me to, right? Every
step of the way?"
"Right!" said Allie, grinning. "It was fun."
"Now
we should get you cleaned up," I said. "We don't want your mother
finding any of this on your panties. She wouldn't like that at all!"
"OK," said Allie. "I guess it was very naughty, wasn't it?"
"Yeah," I said.
I
set her up with a washcloth to wipe herself up, and got her to put a
wad of toilet paper in the crotch of her panties to catch the rest of
the sperm as it drooled out.
"OK, now I'll go play with Jessie
and Meredith," she said. Then her eyes got mischievous. "But can I come
back some other day, and meet you alone in the bedroom and do it again?"
"We shouldn't," I said lamely.
"Oh, I know, but it's fun!" she said, and gave me a big kiss on the
cheek before skipping out to play.
"No, no, we can't," I said to her retreating back. But I knew she would
be back, and I knew I'd be unable to resist.