++++++++++++++++++++++++++++The Darkwater Collection++++++++++++++++++++++
This is an original work by Lance DeLonge and cannot be copied or reposted without permission of the author (Cirkusfish@Yahoo.com). If posted to news group or yahoo group, be sure to include author's name, email, and website address.
Darkwaters : The Erotic Fiction of Lance DeLonge
-this story and more, plus poems, pics, and links to tons of free erotica.
Note: this story takes place in a fantasy world where vaccines against AIDS and pregnancy are safe and common, and casual sex with strangers is not suicidally stupid. The real world, sadly, is not like this: so don't try this at home, kids.
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Leslie
A
s I slowly awakened in the mass of body limbs, Mike and Pam woke
only briefly, Pam smiled wearily as I climbed out from beneath
her limp, exhausted form, her soft hairless skin rubbing mine as
I ran my lips across her voluptuous chest once more.
I slowly opened the bedroom door, careful not to bother the
dozing couple as I slipped out of the room. The feeling of
tranquil satisfaction gripped my body as I flipped on the light
to the large, lavishly decorated bathroom. Raising the
toilet lid, I commenced to drain my ravage cock of its yellow
waste. As the last drops of urine fell into the porcelain
bowl, I glanced to the open bathroom door. There, watching
as I finished my excretion, the young shape of Pam's daughter,
Leslie, stood staring, her small eyes as wide as a half dollar
and a expression of surprise and pleasure was sprawled across her
pretty face.
She was dressed in a long cotton night shirt that was decorated
with small blue flowers. Her nearly canary blond hair
flowed down her back, nearly touching the ground.
She walked slowly over to me, reaching out cautiously and
touching my limp penis with a common five year olds curiosity.
"What's this?" she asked, stroking my foreskin and
looking up at me with big, green curious eyes.
"That's my dick," I replied softly, enjoying the young
girls fascination with my cock.
"What does it do?" she asked again, staring up at
my face, her eyes shimmering in wonder.
"Want me to show you?" I asked back, kneeling
down to the little girls level and running my fingers through her
silky thin hair.
"Uh-huh." she answered, smiling at the intimate
attention I was giving her.
"Take me to your room." I said.
"Ok. Fallow me!" she cried, grabbing my hand and
pulling me from the bathroom and down the hall.
We continued down the dark hallway back toward the stairs,
pulling off at the last door and entering a bright room decorated
with pink teddy bears and lace. Scattered across the floor
were various toys with which a young girl generally plays with.
A naked Skipper doll stood guard over her play house while Ken
presided inside the bedroom, seemingly wrapped in a toil of toy
lust with Barbi and her pink dog.
A brown fuzzy bear was tied up with an extra jump rope and her
closet was filled with dozens of pairs of canvas and leather
shoes. Leslie walked over to the pink canopy bed, pulling
me along behind her and sitting me on the turned down sheets.
She hit a switch nest to the bed and the main lights went dark,
leaving only the dim reading light on next to her bed.
Her light colored hair glowed softly with the dim glow and her
young, sensitive skin seemed like a newly washed silk sheet that
was drying in the fresh spring sun. Her hair
electrified my skin as she rubbed it across my cheek. Leslie
looked so innocent as she stood smiling at me in the sweet, nieve
way young girls often do. I smiled back at her, running my
hand through her long, silken hair.
I took a seat on the bed, and watched as the young girl's
trembling hand reached out and touched my rising pecker again.
"It's okay, it won't bite," I comforted her,
trying to flex my cock to get it closer to her small hand. Her
fingers felt like fire as they surrounded it with pleasurable
warmth and vibrance as her hand wrapped around the now fully
erect porker's head, and she looked up into my eyes with a smile.
"It's hard!" she said in surprise, sliding her tiny,
clumsy finger down its sensitive belly. Leslie crawled down
on the floor, gripping the strange, fleshy rod with both hands
and proceded to lick it like an all-day sucker.
"Do you know where it goes?" I asked,
knowing exactly how she would answer.
"No," she said predictably, "Where?"
"It can go just about anyplace in your body," I
explained, trying to use a soft, soothing voice to avoid
intimidating her, "Some girls like it in their mouths,"
I said, stroking my large round fingers across her small, silken
lips, enjoying how her light green eyes stared up at me with
total attention on me.
"Or," I continued, " you can put it inside your
vagina."
"Inside?" she asked, obviously amazed at the prospect.
"Yeah, right in there." I exclaimed, placing my
thumbs between her legs. I could feel the tiny, tender
indent where her young hairless lips curved inward into the small
girls body beneath her fresh white night shirt, and I couldn't
wait to be in her.
"And some other girls like it in their butt," I said,
drawing the little girl close and let her wrap her small, petite
arms around my neck while I lifted up her night gown in the back
and placed my large, hungry hands on her tender, virgin ass.
I slowly kissed her cheek, letting her long shirt fall back down
around her knees, "Would you like it in any of those
places?" I ask, giving her a little space and staring deep
into her innocent emerald eyes.
"Uh-huh," she moaned.
"Where?" I inquired, my passion rising as the little
girl began to lower herself to the floor, her happy, sparkling
eyes drifting from mine to my elongated porker.
"All of 'em."
She gripped the hard, hot flesh with both of her miniature sized
hands and slowly devoured my hardy pecker. The second it
entered Leslie's small, wet mouth, my mind became flooded with
emense pleasure of unbelievable power. There is something
about having a mere baby of a girl go down on you that blows your
mind away. Maybe it the way she had to stretch her mouth as
wide as she could just to take in the fat rod, or maybe it was
the way her eyes opened and stared at me as she tasted her first
male ejaculation, but whatever it was, the far too few minutes
she spent licking and caressing my oversized dick with her tonge
have left a deep impression in my mind as one of the most erotic
and by far one of the most pleasurable experiences in my life.
As Leslie explored my crotch with her tiny fingers, stroking
nearly every dark, curly pubic hair and feeling the loose
softness of my dangling balls. Her busy fingers fidgeted
very carefully with each tiny wrinkle of my tight ass hole, which
only hour before her father had his way with.
It wasn't long before Leslie learned her way around my cock, and
each tiny stroke of her small tonge brought crippling ecstasy
streaking through my genitals. I collapsed backward onto
her pink cotton sheets, my eyes tightly shut, but as I lost one
sense, another sharpened dramatically. All around me I
could feel Leslie's clean sheets rubbing gently against my
super-sensitive skin, the smell of fresh, clean wash burned my
nostrils with scents of wildflowers and soap. Almost
instinctively I drew the light colored sheets around me,
exceptionally aware of the fantasy-freed act of carnal pleasure
going on between my spread legs which hung limply off the end of
the small bed.
I couldn't help but to groan as Leslie called forth a savage
orgasm like a magical incantation created from just simple
movements of her mouth. I gasp uncontrollably as I felt
each powerful glob shoot from my rifle like penis into the
immature female's mouth. Each missile brought with it the
primitive yet undeniable pleasure of the climax of the sexual
act. The overwhelming power of the climax corsed through my
body, and for a single moment I could feel the dream of every man
who ever walked this Earth.
I slowly sat up, and as the last group of sperm cells passed
through the tip of my head, I saw Leslie's huge green eyes slowly
close as she recovered from the shock of the spitting tube.
She carefully pulled her mouth free of the strong suction grip,
allowing a small stream of semen to trickle from the corner of
her mouth.
I lovingly smiled down at the young girl as she swallowed my cum
deeply. Her pretty young face looked so innocent as she sat
motionless between my legs and I wondered at how someone so young
could bring me nearly as much pleasure as her far more
experienced mother.
I cupped her small chin in my hand and kissed her parted lips so
tenderly that Leslie seemed to follow my lips like a lost puppy
as I lured her onto the bed. Once she laid quietly next to
me, I once again let her feel my mouth. Her lips must have
been by far the softest material on the planet, for as my
thankful mouth embraced hers, they seemed to burn with the sweet
tenderness around this five year old's opening. As my
excited tonge explored my young lovers oral insides, I could
taste the sweet-tart taste of my own cum, and knowing that it had
been inside a near baby of a girl seemed to make it that much
more sexy. I laid her light blonde head on her puffy pillow
and crawled down to where her long, white night shirt stopped.
My lips caressed her never before shaven calves and their arduous
smoothness seemed to light my lips on fire. I thoroughly
covered each of her small tender feet with a light layer of
saliva before sliding the bottom of her shirt slowly up,
breathing in the deep, warm, humid smell of Leslie's virgin cunt.
Leslie's hairless hole appeared slowly, and I finished pushing
her long shirt up far past her belly before I lowered my head
into the untouched split. As if on instinct, Leslie spread
her legs spread eagled as my tongue ran down her smooth hairless
canyon, running unopposed from her pussy down to her ass. Leslie
moaned slightly as I continued this short, playful trip between
her wide open legs. Once I finally centered all my
attention to bringing my young mistress to her first orgasm, a
thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead and she stared at the
large man who now ate hungrily at her pussy.
"Again!" she called out as I dipped my tongue deep into
her narrow abyss, her head jerking back and her eyes rolling back
from the intense new feeling.
"Oh mommy . . . yesssss!" the small form moaned as I
continued my tongue's gyrations into her slowly loosening pussy.
After only seconds of this new growing lust given to her by a
near stranger, Leslie gasp deeply for air as she fought back the
growing urge to scream. Her climax didn't last long as I
began to notice her muscles relax and her breathing grow more
steady.
I crawled up next to her and watched as her naked belly rose and
fell and her innocent face smiled with the experience of her
first orgasm.
"Matt," Leslie spoke after a few minutes, "what
was that?"
"That's what heaven feels like," I explained, kissing
her flat breasts as I finished removing her long shirt.
Her hands gripped my limp pecker as she climbed on top of me and
began to kiss my lips with the full passion of a grown woman.
My dick quickly hardened as Leslie's five year old body moved
sensously over it, seeming to purposely arouse my lust again.
Soon we were locked in a tangle of hot aroused body parts that
clung to one another with their sweaty skin.
"Do it again," Leslie managed to moan.
As if on automatic, I swung Leslie beneath me and grabbed her
legs, spreading them wide open. I had been waiting for this since
I walked into her room, and as those sweet sounding words passed
through her lips, there was only one thing I wanted to do - take
this little girls virginity. I slid long saber into her
fleshy sheath with great care, slowly, enjoying every ounce of
pleasure it gave me. We both seemed to feel instant
gratification as I rammed my meat rod solidly up her shaft, and I
was amazed when I saw the last few millimeters of my pecker
disappear up Leslie's oozing snatch. I started my heated
gyrations in and out of Leslie's small, deep cunt. Her
small baby teeth glistened with the dim light of her reading lamp
as she moaned with lust filled pleasure. We seemed to come
almost simultaneously as she matched my rhythmic gyrations.
First, Leslie cried out in a series of short, child-like groans
that filled my ears with nearly the same pleasure that my dick
was experiencing. I, too, groaned out her name as the hot
steamy passion of our lust climaxed in a implosion of ecstasy
that subsided slowly in a feeling of intense satisfaction and
tranquillity. I indulged in the feeling of accomplishment
as my last few sperm swam from my tip.
During the last hour, I had filled a little girls body full of
myself, while I broke her spirit and took from her the innocence
of her virginity. Leslie now lay with her head nestled on
my shoulder, and a look of satisfaction on her tender, delicate
face, and filled me with a sense of erotic fulfillment. Leslie
will always have a special place in my heart, and my pants.
-Lance DeLonge,