Perverts 'R' Us

Chantal's Adventures - Chapter Two

By Chillun ( T/g, M/g )

After a bath with Thomas, Chantal slept like a log, something she always did when she played sex games with her uncles. She woke the next morning refreshed and ready to go. That afternoon at the playground, the new supervisor was there again. He was much more attentive to her today, talking to her; and helping with her craft project.

At one point in the afternoon, Chantal was cupping her little pussy, squirming around, and he asked if she had a problem. "I have to go pee." Chantal replied, "But I don't like to go alone. Will you take me?"

Entering the stall, Chantal pulled down her panties and climbed onto the toilet seat, spreading her chubby legs wide and slipping a hand down to her protruding clit, began rubbing herself. The teenage boy watched, eyes wide open, as the little girl masturbated herself in front of him.

"I thought you had to pee, Chantal?"

"I do, this helps."

For a few minutes, the boy watched as the child caressed her bald baby cunt, using her small fingers to pull on her clit and occasionally slide them into her tight little vagina.

"Can you help me, please?" the adorable child pleaded. "It's hard to do myself."

By now the husky boy had a full blown erection tenting the front of his baggy shorts. Without any further urging, he reached out and began sliding his fingers up and down the child's spread labia, exploring the length and fullness of her sex. He gently manipulated the puffy lips, and using a thumb and forefinger, pulled her swollen clitty, exposing it even more. Chantal leaned back; gripping the sides of the toilet seat, spreading herself even wider to allow him full access.

"Put your fingers inside me." she begged, gasping a little.

The supervisor looked into her eyes, making sure she really wanted it, and when she smiled, he grinned back, teasing her with one finger at the entrance to her hole. The little child humped herself forward, trying to shove her cunt onto his finger, and managed to slide it in part of the way. That was all it took for the young man. Working the rest of his finger in, he fucked it in and out; rolling the ball of his thumb across the head of her clit as he did so. Chantal arched her back, lifting her pelvis as high as possible to facilitate the boy's fingers, and thrust back in time to his invading hand.

The playground supervisor's rock-hard boner was sticking out the side of his shorts and he jacked himself off with his other hand while frigging the young girl. He couldn't believe what this young girl had asked him to do; but was more than willing to help out.

The wet sucking sounds of his finger sliding back and forth in Chantal's cunt were loud in the quiet bathroom, as was the heavy breathing of the young man. Suddenly the child spasmed, her sheath tightening around his wet finger as she pressed herself hard upon it. As she orgasmed, the pee began to flow out of her, covering the boy's hand still manipulating her childish cunt, and running over his wrist. This brought on his own orgasm and the young man blasted wads of cum, shooting on the toilet and up onto the little girls exposed legs and belly.

Removing his hand from her sopping vagina, the young man gently wiped them both clean, telling Chantal that she should never talk about what happened. "Don't be silly, Jay, I know that!" Chantal replied. "My daddy told me a long time ago, and I always listen to him." This caused the young man to speculate on what other things this young girl may have experienced, and he decided that one day he would find out. Returning to the play area, Chantal ran off to join her friends, leaving Jay very satisfied, but somewhat bemused.

At dinner that evening, Chantal told her mom that the new supervisor was really nice; helping her out with her project, and taking her to the bathroom. Sally, Chantal's mother, had no idea about Chantal's escapades with older men, but she was aware the little girl masturbated fairly often. She chose not to make a big deal about it, thinking the child was simply exploring her own sexuality, and as she had begun masturbating herself while extremely young, felt it was quite normal.

Sally had been introduced to sex at a very early age herself, first with an older male cousin, and then with her father, whom she had seduced at the age of seven. Consequently, she did not hold the prevailing views on child sex, since her own experiences had been positive ones, and in her day, it was not considered such a horrifying thing to have happened. Chantal, being a happy, outgoing, and apparently well-adjusted child, simply did not show any signs of trauma or negative behavior, leading Sally to think all was well in her young daughter's world.

That evening was one of the nights Chantal would stay at Uncle Doug's, so Sally packed her little overnight bag and took her upstairs to Doug's apartment. When he opened the door, Chantal ran to her Uncle Doug and wrapped her tiny body around his massive thigh, slyly caressing the soft bulge hanging down the leg of his baggy sweats as she slid her arms between his legs. Chuckling, Uncle Doug ruffled her long brown hair while he and Sally spoke briefly. "What time do you want Chantal home tomorrow, Sally? I've got the day off so I don't have to leave first thing."

"Whatever's convenient, Doug, don't let her bug you all day though." Knowing Sally could use a sleep in, Doug promised to keep her a little later in the morning. "Bye now sweetheart, make sure that you're good for Uncle Doug."

"She's always good for me." Doug replied, chuckling at the double entendre, which of course, was missed by Sally, but not by Chantal, who giggled as well.

As soon as the door closed Chantal, standing by now on Doug's big foot and still clinging to his thigh, begged; "Walk me around, Uncle Doug?"

"Well, I don't know if I can, little missy, I seem to have this lump on my leg."

"It's not a lump, it's me, silly!"

"It would be easier if you stood on both feet, sweetie, then I won't fall over with all the weight on one side of me."

Obligingly, the child shifted so that she was clinging to both of Doug's massive thighs. Now facing him, this had the effect of putting the child's face in direct contact with the soft bulge at the front of Doug's pants. She pressed her small face closer, rubbing it all over his meat, and sniffing the faint, musky scent of his manhood while he marched her around the room, holding her by the shoulders so she remained tightly wedged to his by now swelling lump.

Doug watched the tiny girl as she fondled his crotch with her face; thinking about what a treasure he had found. Chantal had initiated their sex play together the first time he sat with her, bringing back a sex drive that had died with his wife. She had been a very petite woman, almost girlish, and he wondered whether he'd always been a closet pedophile, having generally been attracted to tiny women. It didn't matter now, of course, as he had his own little sex toy, who satisfied him completely.

With his erection now at full staff, Chantal began playfully opening her rosebud mouth and gently biting it through the thick soft material of his sweats, working her way up the impressive length of it until she was able to take the mushroom head in between her teeth and lightly bite down, causing a shudder to run through Doug's body. "OK miss," he rumbled, "I think you're getting dangerous, time to stop that."

Pulling her up the length of his big body, Doug planted a kiss on her sweet lips and hugged Chantal to his barrel chest. He carried her to the bath, where the tub was already prepared, and stripping her clothes off, deposited the child into it. Leaving her to play by herself for a while, Doug cracked open a beer, sat in his recliner, and watched a bit of television, absently fondling himself, still semi-erect.

Soon enough, Chantal called for him to come wash her off and he proceeded down the hall to help Chantal finish. Taking up the soap, Doug carefully washed the little girl's exquisite form, paying special attention to her smooth little sex, which got her wound up, as it always did and finally washing her long curly hair. He rinsed the child off and scooped her out of the tub, wrapping her in a big fluffy towel to dry.

Wriggling out of his grasp, Chantal ran laughing and naked into the living room, yelling for Doug to come find her. Taking his time, Doug made his way out of the bathroom, growling in his deep voice that someone was going to get a licking when he caught them. He heard a soft giggle from the end of the sofa, and reaching over, caught Chantal by the back of the neck with his large hand, squeezing gently as he growled at her.

"Now, Little Red Riding Hood, the big bad wolf is going to punish you!"

Squealing in delight, Chantal tried to squirm away, but his grip was too strong, and with his other hand, Doug reached underneath the tiny girl, sliding it right down to the juncture of her thighs, and picked her up. Chantal wriggled herself on his hand; enjoying the sensation of his thick fingers between her legs as he supported her little body in mid-air with them. He swooped her through the air a few times, enjoying her infectious laughter, and finally deposited her on his large leather sofa, on her back, kicking and squealing.

Leaning over, Doug brought his face to the child's belly; blowing and blubbering all over the smooth skin as she laughed helplessly, clutching onto his head with both hands. Holding her arms above her head with one hand, Doug's play changed to small kisses, moving around the small torso with his tongue and lips. Chantal quieted, enjoying the feel of his mouth on her childish body. He licked her oversize nipples, sucking on the sweet pink buds until they stood up, swollen and wet, and then trailing his fat tongue down her stomach, licking and sucking on the soft flesh of her bellybutton, making love to the five-year-old girl.

Slowly he worked his way down to her bald cunt, exploring every inch of this lovely child. Chantal spread her chubby little legs as wide as she could, knowing Uncle Doug wanted her to, and wanting to feel his tongue on her baby pussy. Releasing her arms, the big man grasped her ankles, pulling her up and out so he could access her cunt easily. Opening his rubbery lips, Doug clamped his hungry mouth over her vagina, completely covering the whole area. He began sucking on her whole mound, tasting her lips, flicking the tip of his tongue against her exposed clit, and rubbing the soft stubble of his cheeks against her thighs.

The child moaned in pleasure as the fifty-year-old ravished her sex with his mouth, shoving his big tongue up her slit, nibbling on her super-sensitive button, and mashing his lips all over her bare genitals. Although Chantal never knew how he did it, Uncle Doug managed to both suck her clit and slide his searching tongue up her hole at the same time, sending the little girl into orbit.

He grunted and drooled all over the child's pussy, lost in his own pleasure, delving to her depths with his mouth. Chantal had a death grip on Doug's hair, pushing his face into her crotch as hard as she could, wanting more and more. She began to buck with her approaching orgasm while the man relentlessly attacked her baby pussy with his lips and tongue.

As she came all over Doug's face, he mercilessly stimulated her engorged clit with his teeth and tongue to enhance the sensations for the young child. With a final buck, she released Doug's hair and fell back onto the sofa, panting and splayed out loosely before him.

Uncle Doug wasn't finished with the young child yet, though. Sliding off the sofa and yanking his sweats down to his knees, exposing his hugely tumescent cock to Chantal's sight, he grabbed the child by her knees, and pulled the unresisting child towards him so her little legs hung over the edge, fully exposing her red, wet baby cunt with its upstanding engorged clit. Spreading her legs until they were almost perpendicular to her body, the ex-footballer leaned forward, rubbing his mushroom headed dick all over Chantal's soaked hole, smearing his pre cum and spit over the end of it. Taking her hips, he pulled the limp child onto his huge knob, splitting her cunt with his fuck stick.

She grunted, in both pain and pleasure as Uncle Doug invaded her body, forcing himself into the child. With the head lodged in, Doug used his thumbs to manipulate her clitoris, while he continued to fuck his adult cock into the tiny girl. He continued pulling her onto his dick until he bottomed out in her vagina, banging his knob on her cervical opening.

Pulling part way out, he shoved it in again, leaning over the child until his hairy belly rested atop her smooth little body, aiding his rape of the child by holding her down with his weight. Chantal reached up and grabbed her uncle's big nipples and began pulling on them as hard as she could, partly to relieve the pressure on her cunt and because she knew Uncle Doug loved it. He responded by sliding his big meat in and out even faster and harder, causing Chantal to groan every time he hit her cervix. Uncle Doug was dripping in sweat and drool was falling from his open mouth; covering the child in juice, as he mindlessly pumped into her.

Chantal loved the feeling as this huge man completely dominated her young flesh, wishing she could take all of him inside her. She tried to open wider, thrusting against him as he hit the end of her channel with each thrust. Suddenly, she felt something give inside of her, and then Uncle Doug's full length was embedded in her little cunt! It felt a little like she had been punched, but the feel of his hugely swollen cock fully in her was unbelievable; the head felt like it was in her tummy.

Doug looked down at the child in shock, wondering how she had managed to fit his full length inside, feeling his knob firmly encased in her womb. It was too much for him, and with a huge moan, his cock began spurting into the five-year-old fuck toy, spewing gob after gob while he held the girl planted on his meat.

Slowly and carefully he eased his still hard penis out of the child's womb, finally lifting her off completely with a loud sucking noise as he pulled out. As his cock was released though, he experienced another mini-orgasm, shooting a couple more wads onto the belly and chest of the exhausted child.

This was more than he had planned, looking down at the ravaged child, covered in sweat, spit, and cum, totally fucked out. Using his hands, Doug wiped Chantal down, smearing juices all over her tiny frame. A little worried about damage, he gently slid a fat finger up her slick, sloppy twat, and as he did, Chantal had another massive orgasm, her baby cunt tightening on his finger like a vise. Obviously she was still in working order!

End Chapter Two

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