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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Brooke (based on truth, ped., oral, con.?)
Date: Thu, 23 Aug 2001 09:10:02 -0400
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Brooke (based on truth, ped., oral, con.?) by Dreams' Ink



   I had flown out to Virginia to visit an old girlfriend, and, while I was
there, I agreed to help out by babysitting her daughter while she was at
work.  Brooke Ashley was only three years old and as blond as the day was
long.  I had dated her mother off and on while we were in college, and we
were still very close, even though she had already broken my heart once or
twice.  Who am I kidding?  I was still crazy about her.

   On the first morning, after her mother had gone to work, I had just
gotten out of the shower and was getting dressed in the bedroom when in
walked little Brooke in her nightshirt with one thumb in her mouth and a
teddy bear in her arms.  I stood there for a second in just my briefs and
said good morning to her with a smile.

   At first, I thought she was scared because she didn't really know me. 
But then she walked up to me, took her thumb out of her mouth, and placed
her curious little hand right on the front of my briefs, feeling my cock
innocently through the cotton fabric.  It caught me by surprise, and I just
stood there for a while, letting her explore my crotch gently as it started
to grow.  Then she glanced up at me, and there was a questioning look in
her eyes.

   As if to answer her unspoken query, I placed my thumbs in the waistband
of my briefs and lowered them slowly.  My semi-erect penis jumped a little,
pointing straight out level with little Brooke's face.  She stared at it
for a second, then looked up at me again as she touched the expanding flesh
of my cock directly.

   By the time I was fully erect, the little girl had dropped her teddy
bear on the floor and had both of her tiny hands wrapped around my
throbbing love muscle.  The feeling was incredible, and my knees were
beginning to shake.  Just then, the telephone rang.

   The sound of the phone brought me to my senses, and, as I stepped back
to answer it, my stiff prick was pulled from Brooke's tiny hands.  A look
of disappointment flashed in her eyes as I stood there still naked in front
of her.

   Brooke's mother had called to make sure I got breakfast ready okay and
to see how things were going in general.  I assured her that things were
fine and that I would be taking her daughter outside to the playground
after breakfast.  After that stilted phone conversation, I pulled a pair of
shorts over my softening cock and led the little three-year old into the
kitchen, pretending nothing had happened.

   I poured Brooke a bowl of cereal and began to make myself some toast.  I
sat down next to her at the table with my bread and a jar of grape jelly.
As I spread some jelly on my toast, Brooke reached toward the jar with her
spoon.  Although her mother didn't like her to have any sweets, I thought
that a little grape jelly couldn't hurt too much.

   I took her spoon from her little hand, scooped up some jelly, and handed
the spoon back to her.  She held the spoon with both hands and licked the
jelly off of it, sucking on it to make sure she got it all.  Then she
reached out with the spoon for more.  This gave me a wonderful idea.

   I gathered the tablecloth from the table and laid it on the kitchen
floor.  I then pulled down my shorts, revealing my revitalized cock.  I sat
on a chair in the center of the tablecloth with the jar of jelly in my hand
and beckoned for Brooke to join me as I spread the jelly on my angry prick.


   Curiosity again filled her eyes as she walked over to me and stood
between my legs.  She reached out cautiously, touching my throbbing hard-on
for a second time that morning.  The layer of jelly coating my cock made
Brooke pull back in surprise, and she raised her fingers to her mouth
slowly.  As she tasted the grape jelly, she smiled.  She reached for my
cock with both of her tiny hands and brought her mouth closer to meet them.
Suddenly, I was in heaven.

   She started by licking on the head of my prick and worked her way down
the shaft to my swollen testicles.  My plan was working perfectly.  I had
generously spread jelly all over my groin area, and Brooke went to town,
eager to get it all.  She was very thorough, licking between my spread legs
from my bellybutton all the way down to my ass-hole, paying special
attention to the shaft of my cock and my balls.  She was driving me crazy
with her tiny tongue.

   Finally, she sucked the head of my prick into her sweet little mouth in
order to get a dollop of jelly from inside my pee-hole.  The feeling of her
warm mouth on my cock was absolutely amazing.  When she finished and I was
completely clean, she stopped sucking and looked up at me.  I put some more
jelly on the head of my dick and stuck it back between her waiting lips.  I
repeated this process a couple of times, and then I came with a shudder
just as Brooke was placing my cock back into her mouth.

   The first few spurts of my sperm struck the back of her throat, and she
swallowed instinctively, allowing the rest to splatter onto her face and
hair.  I nearly came again as she looked up at me and licked the mixture of
grape jelly and cum off her lips.

   After I cleaned us both up with a damp washcloth, we changed into some
warm clothes, and I took Brooke out to play on the playground, just as I
had promised her mother I would.

   When we got back from the playground, I decided that we should clean up
Brooke's room before her mother got home from work, because there were toys
and clothes strewn all over the floor.  And I thought that, to make the
task more pleasant and the three-year-old girl more cooperative, we would
make a game of it.

   As I picked out something from the floor, I would have Brooke tell me
what it was and sometimes have her show me how it worked.  Then she would
put it up where it belonged, and we would move on to another item.  The
toys went up pretty quickly.  Brooke would just name them and put them
away. But she wanted to try on every piece of clothing I found.  She would
strip down to her little panties, put up the outfit she was wearing, then
run over to me so I could pick another one for her.

   For the rest of the morning, I sat and watched a three-year-old girl
running around the house in only her little cotton panties, changing into
outfit after outfit and modeling them for me.  It was actually a very
pleasant way to spend the day, and I was gradually getting horny again as I
watched little Brooke dress and undress.

   I would have liked another blowjob, but by the time we finished cleaning
her room, Brooke was exhausted and it was time for her nap.  Just as I had
gotten Brooke to lie down next to me in her small bed, both of us in only
our underwear, the telephone rang.

   Once again, it was Brooke's mother on the phone.  This time, she called
to tell me that she had to work late that night, and she asked me to make
sure Brooke had a bath before I put her to bed.  I told her not to worry,
and, when she asked if we had made it out to the playground, I assured her
that we had.  She thanked me and then let me go.  I figured I would let her
be surprised that we had cleaned Brooke's room.

   When nap time was over, we read a few of her favorite stories together
while she sat on my lap and played a few games.  I let Brooke stay in just
her panties for the rest of the day, and I stayed in just my briefs.  It
was nice.



   After I had fixed dinner and we had eaten in front of the TV, it was
time for the little girl's bath.  She ran her own water, and I checked the
temperature so it wouldn't get too hot.  Brooke stood next to me by the
tub, and, as I was testing the water, she reached over and touched the
front of my briefs again.  Without hesitation, I lowered my briefs to the
floor and stepped out of them.

   Again, this young child grabbed my cock with both hands.  She even
tasted it with her tongue once or twice, but there was no jelly on it, so
she soon stopped trying to use her mouth.  Then I reached over and lowered
her panties to the ground also.  We stood there both naked for a while, a
grown man and a three-year-old girl playing with the grown man's hard
prick.

   Before too long, I stepped into the tub and lifted Brooke up and into
the tub with me.  She continued to play with my throbbing cock, as I knelt
before her and carefully washed her hair.  I lathered some soap into her
hands, and she washed my crotch thoroughly again, while I did the same to
her entire body.

   After washing her chest, back and shoulders, I turned her around and sat
her on my lap with my stiff penis sticking between her legs where she could
still reach the end of it.  I then proceeded to wash her little butt and
her bald pussy very gently.  Gradually, I inserted one of my fingers into
each of her tight virgin holes.  She squirmed slightly as I wiggled my
fingers around inside her, but she didn't seem distressed at all.

   I didn't push too hard, because I didn't want to hurt the sweet child.
When Brooke stopped playing with my cock, I lifted her out of the bathtub
and sat her on the edge of the toilet seat.  I knelt between her little
legs and put my tongue to work on her little slit and ass-hole.

   Eating out her virgin cunt drove me wild, and I jacked my raging hard-on
until I had come three or four times on the bathroom floor.  I kept on
licking the little girl's bald pussy and ass until she went limp with
exhaustion.  I then picked her up and carried her to her bed, putting a
nightshirt on her but no panties.  She was asleep before I turned the light
out, and she looked every bit like an innocent little angel.

   Copyright (C) 2001 by Dreams' Ink Publishing 

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