Perverts 'R' Us

Chantal's Adventures - Chapter One

By Chillun ( M/g, pedo )

The chubby little 5-year-old moaned quietly as she rubbed her hairless little mound on the steel bar on the merry-go-round. Gripping the rail as hard as she could, she ground herself into the steel support while the centrifugal forces pushed her fat pussy tightly against the bar. It wasn't as nice as having one of her uncle's penises inside her, but the friction on her swollen clitoris was doing the job.

"Faster! Faster!" she screamed at the handsome Playground Supervisor as he pushed the merry-go-round for the kids. Grinning, the well-built teenager grabbed her by her ankles and pulled her pussy even tighter onto the pole as he ran around the circle, increasing the speed of the rotation. The added pressure on the child's clitoris brought the little girl to a bucking orgasm. Although he must have felt it happen, the young man merely smiled at her as he released her short legs. Chantal fell back onto the deck of the merry-go-round and stared sightlessly at the revolving sky as she recovered her senses. Sliding her chubby hand down to her panties, she checked to make sure she hadn't leaked all over herself. Fortunately, she was only a little damp from her exertions.

Finally sitting up, Chantal saw her mother coming across the field to take her home for dinner. She waved at her and her mom called," Come on home, honey, it's time to eat."

Jumping off the platform, Chantal ran to her mother and took her hand. "Did you have fun, darling?" she asked.

"Oh yes, lots and lots, and I really like the new supervisor. Can he babysit me sometime, mom?"

"Well, I guess so, if I can't find anyone else." her mother replied, laughing. Chantal really liked having babysitters, especially men, because they always played such fun games. Her mother worked nights as a cocktail waitress, so she could spend her days with her young daughter, consequently, Chantal always had an evening sitter, generally one of the neighbors in the co-op building where she lived.

One of her favorites was Uncle Doug, who lived a few floors above them. He was a big, heavy, older man who was a widower. They always had a lot of fun together, playing their secret games before bed. She usually slept at his place and he would drop her at home in the mornings when he left for work. Uncle Doug was about 50, with a big happy smile, and the build of an ex-footballer who'd run to fat over the years.

Standing about 6'3", at 230, with a big, warm and very hairy belly, Chantal loved to snuggle with him in the evenings, twirling her little fingers in his soft body hair and tickling his enormous nipples until they stood up rock hard and bright pink. Uncle Doug couldn't resist that, or the lovely kisses she showered all over him. From there, she would always end covered in gobs of his juice and he would have to clean her up before bed.

From before her third birthday, Chantal had discovered what fun rubbing her little pussy was, and she had shared this secret with Uncle Doug. He had helped her find lots of other ways to have fun over the years, including putting his huge penis inside her and rubbing it all over her until she had these enormous orgasms.

At dinner that night, Chantal's mom told her she would be spending the weekend with her daddy, who her mom was divorced from. Her daddy was a pro hockey player who traveled all winter with his team, so Chantal didn't get to see him that often during the season. The team missed the playoffs this year, so he was back home for the summer, and she'd get to visit him lots. Daddy was the first one who showed her how to play with her button, as she called it, and she still thought he was more fun than all of her uncles. With her curly, long brown hair and liquid brown eyes, Chantal was a perfect mix of her mulatto mother and white father. She had the cafe-au-lait skin and full lips of her mom, plus the charm of her Irish-Italian father.

Tonight, however, she was going to be babysat by Thomas, the German neighbor from across the street. He was a big, blonde, blue eyed man in his late thirties, with two teenaged boys, who was also divorced. Despite looking like the perfect, cold, Aryan ideal, Thomas was a truly kind and loving sitter. He always came to her house so his boys wouldn't keep her up all night. Chantal knew that he was also playing sex games with her mom, as she had seen them several times when they were totally engrossed in each other, and didn't know she was watching. He was much rougher with her mom during sex, than he was with her, probably because her mom was much bigger and stronger; Chantal supposed. After dinner her mom bathed her, helped her brush her teeth and got her into her favorite nightie, the slippery smooth one with the flowers on it.

When Thomas arrived, she ran over to him and jumped up into his arms, wrapping her arms around his thick neck and spreading her little legs wide around his mid-section to hold herself up. He grabbed her under her knees and pulled her tightly against his stomach, causing her clit to rub against one of the buttons on his shirt and giving her a little jolt of pleasure. Chantal gave him a little kiss on his lips and laid her head on his broad shoulder. Her mom smiled at Chantal's spontaneous show of affection, unaware of the pleasure she was receiving from that button! Thomas slid Chantal down the front of his body, making sure she had the maximum contact as she rubbed against him. After hugging and kissing her mom goodbye, Chantal climbed onto Thomas's lap so they could watch some television together. She lay sprawled on her back, leaning her head on Thomas' chest with her legs straddling his thick thigh.

With one big hand idly caressing her chest and belly, his other hand began gently rubbing her pussy, sliding his fingers over the silky material of her nightie, and pressing on her clit with his large middle finger. They chatted idly, watching the program on TV as Chantal's eyes began to close, luxuriating in childish pleasure, while Thomas' hands gently aroused her. She could feel Thomas' big penis swelling under her leg as he continued to play with her, and she squirmed around a little, trying to feel it better while it rose to full erection between her legs.

The buttons on his shirt were digging into her back, though and she rolled off him, standing up beside Thomas on the sofa, saying, "Take your clothes off, Uncle Thomas, you're buttons are scratching me!"

Thomas laughed, replying, "You take them off, I'm too lazy."

Chantal reached up and began undoing the buttons on his shirt, exposing the furry blonde expanse of his chest, while he lay back with his arms behind his head and legs extended straight out in front. Chantal finally succeeded in undoing all the buttons, pulling his shirttails out of his pants and started to undo his belt buckle.

She jumped off the sofa, standing between his thighs, and undid the snap and zipper of his Levi's, spreading the flaps apart. "Stand up now." Chantal commanded, "I can't get them off while you're sitting."

Laughing, Thomas obliged her, pushing himself up and holding her by the shoulders so she didn't fall over backwards as his body came forward. This had the effect of pushing her face directly into his swollen crotch. He held her there, laughing as she struggled to free herself. Chantal finally was able to get a hold on the waistband of his jeans and yank them down over his butt onto his big legs.

Relenting, Thomas let her go, still chuckling and drew his ankles together, letting the jeans fall to the floor. This caused his fully erect penis to bob up, hitting Chantal in the face. She grabbed hold of it with both of her tiny hands and looking up at him coquettishly, pretended she was going to bite him.

"Oh no, you don't, missy!" and reaching down, he scooped Chantal up into his muscular arms, lifting her up so she was plastered on his hairy chest, with her rosebud lips in front of his.

Spreading her chubby legs by simply inserting his hand between her baby buttocks, Thomas's big middle digit came to rest directly on her clit, with her cunt lips wrapped around it. The instant pleasure caused Chantal to gasp, and as she opened her mouth, Thomas slipped his tongue into it, beginning a deep, sensual kiss as he continued to masturbate her with his finger. He could feel her little cunt begin to lubricate while he manipulated her button, and Chantal began to push herself down on his finger, wanting him to insert it up her tight hole.

Still holding tight to her, Thomas sat back down on the sofa, tonguing the little girl's mouth, and using his other hand to spread her even wider as she clung to his neck. Moving his finger back slightly, he slid it gently up the tiny child's by now wet channel. Thomas's finger went smoothly into the tight, velvety pussy right to his knuckle. He was always surprised at how such a little girl's cunt could be so accommodating.

Chantal had her hands on either side of Thomas' face as she continued to kiss him, opening her mouth as wide as she could, to suck on her uncle's big, wet, tongue, while she rocked herself back and forth on the finger she was impaled on. Thomas rubbed her clit with another finger, still finger fucking the child's cunt, forcing her into an even deeper sexual frenzy, both of them totally absorbed in their individual sensations.

Breaking off their kiss, Thomas gently turned the child, sliding her around so that she faced downward, towards his leaking, turgid cock, still impaled on his finger. Without any urging, Chantal transferred her kissing mouth to the dripping, foreskin-covered meat stick riding halfway up his belly. Thomas shuddered as Chantal's voraciously sucking mouth covered the end of his cock, eagerly lapping the juices sliming the head, and sliding the foreskin back with her small hands.

Unconsciously, he fucked his finger into her harder, forcing the child's mouth deeper onto the head of his dick. By now, Chantal's pouty lips covered the whole of the shiny glans, her spit and his pre cum making her sucking action smooth and slick. He could feel her child's tongue slipping all over his piss slit, almost making him cum from the incredible sensation.

Thomas began forcing a second digit up Chantal's little baby cunt, stretching the wet entrance even wider, eventually fucking her with two fingers as deep as he could get them. The tiny girl was by now up on her knees, legs spread wide to accommodate the invading fingers, and holding Thomas's long thick cock with both hands as she worshipped his knob with her mouth.

Using his free hand, Thomas brushed the child's sweaty long hair back so he could watch the baby doll working on his meat. She was in a frenzy, sucking harder the more he penetrated her willing little hole with his hand. Close to cumming by now, he lifted the little girl off his engorged cock, and as her mouth came free, spit and pre-cum ran down the length of his cock. Thomas turned Chantal, allowing his fingers to slide out of her cunt with wet sucking sound, and positioned her on his lap, facing towards him. He lifted her chubby arms and peeled off the sweat-soaked nightie, savoring the sight of the little five-year-old facing him, her pudding all scarlet and swollen, mouth dripping and sweat soaked.

Chantal smiled, knowing she had pleased Thomas, and preened before him, unselfconsciously displaying her little vixen's body. Even her child's nipples were swollen, the aureoles exceptionally large, like her mothers, a deep rose pink, with stubby pencil eraser nubs jutting proudly forward. Reaching out, Thomas gently grasped each one between his thumbs and forefingers, pulling and twisting them while the child gasped in pleasure.

Chantal stood spread-eagled, legs straddling Thomas's hairy thighs, and reaching behind her grabbed his big cock and guided it towards her baby hole. While Thomas held her by her nipples, she sank back, aiming her wet cunt at his drooling pole, and lodging it directly at her entrance. He watched, fascinated as the tiny child's cunny spread itself over the head of his cock, engulfing it with her fat lips. The wide head slowly slid up inside her as Chantal pressed herself down upon it, her eyes glazed as she concentrated on impaling herself on the monster invading her. Releasing one of her erect nipples, Thomas used one hand to steady her, holding the girl's tiny hip while rubbing the ball of his thumb over the top of her engorged, fully erect clit.

Jerking with pleasure, Chantal thrust down hard, sinking the head of Thomas' cock well into her tight little sheath, gasping as it entered her fully. She paused, allowing herself to adjust to its enormous size, and after a moment, while Thomas crooned to her, and continued to massage her sensitive button, the horny child shoved her self another inch or so onto his cock, managing by now to have about a third of it inside her.

By bending forward, Thomas could just manage to reach her mouth with his own, kissing the girl deeply, tasting his cock on her lips, and grabbing her by the hips, began pumping his massive meat slowly in and out of the youngster's cunt. She was so tight that her lips expanded outward as he withdrew, and sank in when he thrust forward, folding in and making her clit ride his shaft as he pushed.

As they developed a rhythm, Chantal's tiny hole allowed more and more of his beefy cock to slip in, eventually about two thirds of it was gripped by her wet little sheath. Thomas bottomed out against her cervix every time he thrust into the girl and he could watch the outline of his cock as it rode up and down her belly. Chantal was now completely out of control, allowing Thomas to do whatever he wished, as long as he kept his fuck stick up her greedy child's hole. Losing control himself, Thomas again grabbed the girl's nipples, tugging her towards him and twisting them as he slammed the child up and down, essentially holding her up by his grip on her little undeveloped titties.

Holding onto his forearms, Chantal hung on for dear life as she was brutalized by her Uncle Thomas, never resisting, only wanting as much as she could get. Sobbing and gasping for breath, the tiny girl experienced a massive orgasm, causing her to behave like she was having a seizure, twitching and crying and shaking uncontrollably. Seeing and feeling her react so violently caused Thomas to react in kind, arching upwards to penetrate the child as deeply as he could, Thomas exploded into her willing sheath, shooting spurt after spurt into her squeezing hole, until they both collapsed, gasping and covered in sweat, with Chantal still filled by her uncle's cock.

As his meat softened slightly, Thomas carefully slid the child off it, releasing a torrent of cum from her well-fucked pussy, to drain all over his belly and smear the both of them with the evidence of their lust. When Chantal finally returned to herself, looking up at her uncle with big, limpid, brown eyes, Thomas smiled and said, " Looks like we both need a bath now, sweetheart."

End of Chapter One

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