Perverts 'R' Us

Lucy

By Nobody True ( M/g, cons )

Friday evening 7:30 pm

I stood in the local Chinky's, ordered my take away, and sat down. There were only two other people in the shop, a small wiry man of about forty and a young girl of I'd say about ten years old. She was cuddling into the man - you know - the kind of cuddling you see with fathers and daughters. The man was staring into the small fish tank that was built into the counter.

The girl said, "What's that snaky thing, daddy?"

The man rose from the seat and kneeled, staring into the tank. "What snaky thing?"

The girl moved over to him and pointed. "There, it's hiding behind that castle."

"I don't know," he replied.

The girl leaned against the wall with her hands behind her back. I looked her up and down. She was about five feet tall and painfully thin, straight up and down. She had short, mousy-blonde hair, which was pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing a cream t-shirt that came down to her midriff, a pair of cheap, faded jeans that were being held up by a belt that was pulled tight and looked as if it could have been wrapped around her twice, and a pair of dirty, scuffed trainers.

I found myself staring at her belly button. Circling it was one of those henna or stick-on tattoos. Leaves and little red rosebuds. I stared. Her right hand moved to the hem of the t-shirt, down towards her belly button, running her index finger around it, and then slowly pushing it in and out. I stared, fascinated.

She then slid her hand underneath the t-shirt, up to her left breast (well it would have, if she had any), and moved her hand around and around, slowly stroking the small mound that I imagined was there. I could feel the stirring in my balls as I shifted on the seat and adjusted my track suit bottoms so that my now awakening cock was against my left leg and starting to grow, opening my legs a little. The girl moved her hand over to her right breast and started rubbing. I was growing bigger, I could feel my cock getting really hard and it was reaching its full length of six and a half inches, with a girth of three inches, straining against the material.

The man shifted, I quickly closed my legs tried to conceal the bulge in my trackies. The man was just shifting position and continued to stare into the tank. I looked at the girl and her hand had moved back down to her belly button. She was slowly poking her index finger in and out, and I opened my legs again and started to rub my hand along the length of my cock. I looked up to her face and met a pair of beautiful blue eyes that were staring at my hand, a little button nose, and a small mouth that was smiling.

I smiled and she smiled back. She poked her finger in and out, and I stroked up and down.

"Your order, sir."

I looked up in shock, closed my legs, and tried to hide the monster that was there. The small man stood up and took the two bags from the counter. The Chinese woman stared at me and then at the girl. The girl tried to retrieve the free bottle of coke that was offered with every order over a tenner, but the Chinese woman held onto it. The small man was out of the door on the street, and the Chinese woman looked at her and nodding towards me she said, "You like him?"

The girl turned towards me and nodded. The Chinese woman smiled and winked at me and then at the girl. The girl left and went out onto the street to her father. I watched as she held his hand while they crossed the road.

"Your order, sir."

I got up went to the counter and retrieved my order. The Chinese woman smiled and said, "Be careful."

I nodded, said thank you, and left. Across the road, the man and girl were climbing into a scrappy-looking Ford Fiesta that was parked in front of my four-wheel drive. I crossed the road, clicked the key fob, the lights flashed, and the girl turned and stared. I climbed in and started it up. The Fiesta pulled away and I followed.

A little down the road, they indicated they were turning left. I turned left and the Fiesta pulled up outside the Paki corner shop. I pulled up as the small man got out and went into the shop. I got out and the girl was laid across the driver's seat, arms rested on the open window, and smiling.

She said, "Hi. I'm Lucy."

"I'm Bob," I stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Ding" the shop door opened and a young boy came out, looked over to us, and then said, "Hi, Lucy!" She said hi back and he ran off around the corner.

I stroked my cock, which was still hard. She stared and I said in my best Chinese accent, "You like?"

She smiled, nodded, and then laughed. I laughed and walked towards the shop door. I went in, got a four-pint of milk out of the fridge, and went to the counter. The small man was standing in front of me, watching the Paki woman count out penny sweets. I held the milk up, placed a pound coin on the counter, the Paki woman nodded, and I left.

Outside, the girl Lucy was still hanging out of the window.

"Hi Bob!"

"Hi Lucy!" I said and got into my car and started it up. I sat and waited for the man to come out of the shop. Lucy was now sitting back in the passenger seat and was turned and staring at me.

"Ding" the shop door opened and the small man came out, got into the Fiesta, and pulled away. I followed them a little up the road, where they turned right into the road where I lived. I slowed down, and the Fiesta pulled into a drive halfway down. I slowed down and watched as they got out of the Fiesta. The man said something to Lucy and she put the coke on the doorstep and went around to the side of the house. The man went into the house as I drove slowly past.

Lucy was now riding a bicycle on the path next to me. She smiled and waved and I smiled. At the bottom of the street, I turned right. There are only two houses on the left and I pulled into the drive of the far one and got out. I walked around the car and looked towards the corner, she was there watching me. I unlocked the door and went in and I looked out of the living room window to see her turning circles on the bike outside my house. Then she rode off back the way she came.

I went up to the bathroom, pulled down my trackie bottoms, and my cock sprang out - free at last! Pre-cum on my left leg and glistening on the bulbous head, I wanked off thinking of little Lucy.

I exploded into the sink, washed myself, and stared at it. It had now shrunk down to its normal three inches, the bulbous head still there. "Mushroom cock" I said out loud, smiling to myself. I'd been circumcised when I was a child. I remembered the kids when I was at school, writing on the toilet walls three feet high the words, "Bob Jones" and "(mushroom cock)" accompanied by a very crude drawing of a shriveled cock with an oversized head and a pair of balls. They were right, but when it grew to its full six and a half inches, it looked like a monster.

I cleaned the sink, went downstairs, ate the Chinese meal, and fell asleep. I awoke about 8:00am. With my stiff cock in my hand, I went to the bathroom and wanked it off, thinking about Lucy. My god what was I thinking? She was too young. I'd never had feelings like this for such a young girl before.

I showered, got dressed into a pair of white, nearly see-through shorts and t-shirt, and made myself some breakfast. I was thirty-five and happily divorced, since the ex came home early one afternoon to find me stuck in the tight little pussy of next door's fourteen-year-old. She kicked me out. Luckily nothing was said about the girl. It wasn't the first time she'd caught me with her. I had no kids and lived on my own in my own home, which I had moved into six months ago. I had a nice car, worked shifts at a factory as a supervisor, and was happy with my life.

Today was the first day of the factory fortnight, staying home to tidy the gardens, do all the little repairs that need doing, and generally laze about and have a look around the area.

"Dring dring" rang the door bell. I opened the door to see the next door neighbor, Fiona, a twenty-three year old fitness freak standing there in her tight sports top and even tighter Lycra shorts. "One of these days I'm going to fuck you," I thought.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi, Bob. We were wondering if you'd keep an eye on the house for us. We're going away for three weeks. Hired a camper-van. Going up to Scotland - Kev's just gone to pick it up." (Kev is the weedy eight-stone computer nerd)

I said, "Yes, of course I will." I rubbed the front of my shorts as she stared. I smiled and she looked up, biting her lower lip, handed me the keys, turned, and strolled away.

I giggled to myself. It's not the first time she'd stared. The last time she'd called, I'd just gotten out of the shower, towel wrapped around me, and I'd accidentally-on-purpose dropped the towel. She stared with wide eyes that day. Ha-ha! My eyes were stuck on the cheeks of her arse wobbling up and down until she was out of view. Stirrings in my shorts again. Time to make a start. I gathered the tools - spade, fork, and sheers - from the garage and took them to the front garden as Kev pulled up in the camper-van.

"All right, Bob."

"Hi Kev."

Fiona came out of the house and looked all over the camper-van. "Hi Kev."

"Hi Fiona." It was a young girl's voice.

It was Lucy, with a boy of about seven and two other girls of about nine and six, riding bicycles. They all looked like Lucy, and they were all chatting away. I overheard Lucy say that they were going away in a fortnight in a trailer tent to the lake district. She saw me, shouted "Hi Bob" and I waved.

Kev and Fiona loaded up the camper-van and set off. The kids came over to watch what I was doing and chat.

The boy said, "Come on Lucy." Lucy told him to go ahead and take Alice the six-year-old with him. At the side of my house is an old bridle path that leads to a small children's play area park. Lucy chatted away while the nine-year-old - Kate - stared intently at me.

I kneeled to do some weeding and Lucy put her foot on the two-foot high wall, twisted on the bike seat, and I stared up from her foot to her football shorts, looking at the small opening between them and her skinny inner thigh. She shuffled again and I could see the white cotton panties and the small bulge of her mound and the damp patch (stirrings).

I stood, straightened myself in my shorts, and Lucy smiled. Kate stared with mouth open and big eyes, turned and whispered to Lucy, "It's massive!"

Lucy nodded and smiled as Kate rode off towards the park. I smiled at Lucy.

"Are you going on holiday, Bob?"

"No, I've got too much to do here."

She said, "OK," and then pushed away from the wall, saying "See you later, Bob."

I said, "Bye" and got back to gardening. As I was digging, weeding, and cutting the small patch of grass, I was thinking about her.

A lady walked around the corner, pretty with mousy-blonde hair, and heavily pregnant (about eight months, it seemed).

She said, "Hello" and smiled.

I said, "Hi."

It was warm today, and we chatted a while. Then she wandered off towards the park. About an hour later, I was sweeping up and I heard children's voices, giggling and laughing. The boy (Lucy's brother) came racing around the corner, heading for home with the six-year-old following him. The lady came around with Lucy and Kate. This must be their mum.

Lucy and Kate said, "Hi Bob."

"Finished?" the lady said.

"No, I've to start on the back now."

She stared at my hard work.

"I've got some geranium cuttings you can have."

I said, "It could do with a bit of color."

"I'll send one of the girls round with them, OK?"

"Thank you," I said, hoping it would be Lucy. I called after them as they walked away, "I'll leave the garage door open. I'll be round the back."

They all smiled and said, "OK."

Lucy smiled the most (stirrings). "Please let it be Lucy." I thought. I carted the tools through the garage and out to the back. It was like a jungle. I went into the house and up to the bathroom to give myself a good wash-down, especially the hardon. I went down to the kitchen, sat on a stool and waited, stroking my cock.

Footsteps. Then I saw Lucy, standing in the back doorway, smiling and holding an orange box full of plants.

"I'll plant some of these in the front," she said.

I said, "OK" and off she went. I went to the living room window and watched her.

She kneeled down and started digging a little hole with a trowel, placed one of the plants in it, and moved to another corner. I stared at the little arse stuck up in the air (stirrings), watched her wiggle about as she was planting (more stirring, rock hard), and I rubbed myself while watching her.

When she was finished, I went back to the kitchen. I heard her in the garage, pulling the door down shut. She walked around the back, placed the box on the old plastic garden table, and stood in the doorway.

"Come in," I said as I pulled one of the two stools out, patted it, and motioned for her to sit. She sat.

"Thirsty?"

She nodded and I got two large glasses out of the cupboard and ice cream out of the freezer. I put a scoop in each glass and filled them with Sprite, put in a straw, and passed one to Lucy. She started sucking at the straw and I sat and sucked and watched. I stroked my cock and adjusted my shorts until they were pulled tightly with the bulbous end sticking out.

She turned to face me. "Nice?" I say.

She nodded.

"Like some more?"

She nodded and stared at my cock.

I got up, refilled the glasses, and passed one to her. She sat facing me this time, and I adjusted my shorts before sitting so she could see the full size through my see-through shorts. She sucked and stared. I sucked and watched her as I opened my legs wide. Two inches of my cock and the bulbous head were sticking out. She stared, opened her legs wide and adjusted her shorts. I stared at the tight white panties and the little womanly bulge with the damp patch.

I reached down with my left hand and stroked my cock while she stared. I stroked the full length, revealing more of my cock as she stared wide-eyed.

"Can I go to the loo?" she asked.

"It's upstairs."

She put the glass on the breakfast bar, jumped off the stool, and ran upstairs. I giggled.

She returned back to the same position, facing me. She stared and said, "Can I touch it?"

I said, "Let's talk first."

She said, "OK" disappointedly.

I asked her, "Have you seen one before?"

She nodded.

"Whose?"

"Daddy's."

"Have you touched one before?"

She nodded. "Daddy's."

"OK," I said, "you can touch it, but I want to touch you."

She nodded and stood in front of me. I moved my hand and she reached down, pressed her little hand to it, and squeezed the shaft. She moved her hand along the full length to the bulbous head, squeezed it, and then started to move backwards along the length, lifting my shorts with her wrist until the full length was exposed. She placed one hand at the base and the other hand next to it. Her other hand moved over, then the other, as if measuring four hands and the head.

"Wow!" she exclaimed. She squeezed the base and started moving back towards the head. I reached my right hand down and stroked the inside of her leg, up to her inner thigh. She opened her legs wider as I rubbed the little mound through her shorts while she continued stroking my cock.

I slid my hand into the leg of her shorts and up to her mound. No panties. I knew she had some on. She must have taken them off in the bathroom.

I rubbed the little bulge, found the little slit with my middle finger, and started to rub between the lips. It was damp. She shifted and opened her legs wider. I found her love button and slowly in circles began rubbing it.

She sighed and carried on stroking my cock as my finger slid down to her little hole. My middle finger dipped into the opening, in and out, in and out, with little clicking noises. She shifted again, legs opening wider, and my middle finger slid straight up to the first knuckle. She was soaking wet.

"Something's been in here" I thought, I pushed my finger in and out, going in deeper until it was all in. I withdrew it and grabbed her little arse with my left hand, pulling her towards me, squeezing it tightly, placing my middle and index fingers at the opening, and starting to slide them slowly inside. They squeezed into her hole, all the way up - no problem at all.

I moved them about inside her and she started to moan. She put her arms around my neck tightly and kissed me on the cheek. I reamed her little pussy around and around inside as she got wetter. I rubbed the love button with my thumb, at the same time her breathing was getting harder. She reached down, trying to pull my hand away as she squeezed her legs together. Her legs started to buckle as I felt the gush when she came. She moaned and kissed me on the cheek.

I put my wet fingers into my mouth and sucked them, tasting her sweet cum. I kissed her on the cheek and she turned towards me. I kissed her on her closed lips and smiled. She smiled back.

"You OK?" I said.

She nodded and I held her tightly for a few minutes. "Will you make me cum, Lucy?"

"I've been playing with it for ages and nothing happens. It just gets harder."

"I know," I said. "You have to suck it to make me cum."

She smiled with a knowing look and nodded.

"Have you sucked one before Lucy?"

She nodded.

"Daddy's?" I said.

She nodded again.

"Shall we go upstairs?"

She nodded.

"Come on, then." I led her up the stairs, smiling and thinking, "I wonder what else Daddy's done?"

At the top of the stairs, I headed for my bedroom. The door was wide open. She must have had a look about while she was up here. The blinds were always shut. I led her to the king-size bed, sat down, and removed my t-shirt. She stared.

"Take your top off, Lucy."

She did and I stared at the little mounds, her nipples sticking out big and hard.

"They're going to be firm, pointy ones when you get bigger," I said and she smiled. I undid my trainers, pulled them off, lifted up, and started to slide my shorts down my legs and off. I watched her face as she stared at my cock while it sprang loose from my shorts. Her eyes widened and I opened my legs and cupped my balls. I hoped I wasn't going to cum straight away.

She stared. I patted the bed beside me, and she sat. I kneeled down, started undoing her trainers, and slipped them off. I reached up to the hem of her shorts and she lay back and lifted her little arse as I slid the shorts down and off, revealing the small, completely bald womanly mound that was so prominent against her bony thighs. I held her knees, slowly opening her legs. Her love button was standing proudly above her lips.

The velvety hole that I'd reamed with two fingers was wide open. "She must have been fucked by Daddy," I thought as I looked up to see her watching me.

"Can I kiss it, Lucy?"

She nodded and I kissed the top of the mound. I could feel the starting of little tiny hairs against my lips as I worked down slowly, finding the love button and kissing it, licking it, and nibbling it. She opened her legs a little more. Moving slowly down to that little gaping hole, I looked up. She was laid back, arched pussy pointing towards me her right arm, covering her eyes and biting her lower lip. I smiled.

Working slowly down, I lifted her legs up and opened them as widely as I could. She shifted and opened them wider.

I kissed around the damp, sweet-tasting hole, slowly licking it and sliding my tongue into her. She shifted and stretched her legs even wider as I lapped. I reached up and rubbed her love button as I stuffed the whole of my tongue into her pussy and twirled around inside her. Her hands were holding my head, trying to push me away as she was going to cum. I kept on, not wanting to stop until she came. Her legs came together and she arched, lifted, rocked towards me, shuddered, and came. The sweet taste was incredible. I lapped it up, removed my tongue, kneeled up, and looked at her.

Her body was glistening with perspiration. I kissed the top of the mound again and slowly worked my way up her belly to the mounds of her breasts, kissing and licking as I went. I got up to the left nipple and started licking, kissing, and sucking it. I placed it between my teeth and gently bit it, rolling it between my teeth. She yelped and I eased off and worked over to the right breast mound and did the same, moving up her neck to her face.

I kissed her on the lips and looked at her. She smiled I kissed her again, covering her mouth. I pried her mouth open with my tongue and slid my tongue in, playing with her tongue. She did the same as my balls were throbbing and my cock was hard as iron.

I looked into her eyes. "Lucy, I'm going to fuck you now."

"You said I could suck it."

"You can after. You've been fucked before, haven't you?"

She nodded.

"Daddy," I said.

She nodded again.

"How many times has daddy fucked you, Lucy?"

"Lots," she replied, "but not for a while."

"Why?"

"Because it's Kate's turn."

"How old is Kate?"

"Ten. It was her birthday last week."

"Oh," I said, "does your mummy know, Lucy?"

"Yes. She says we all have to learn sometime. I used to sleep with daddy on an afternoon when he finished work at the car park, but it's Kate's turn now."

"Will you tell them about me?" I asked.

She thought about it and said, "Only if they ask, why?"

"I don't think you should," I said.

"OK, I won't then. But I don't see why not."

I kissed her again on the lips she opened her mouth again and started French kissing me. I looked up and said, "Well, are you going to let me fuck you then?"

She giggled, "It's too big. It's twice as big as Daddy's, and a lot fatter!"

"It will only hurt a bit if I go slowly," I said.

"That's what Daddy said the first time. It was seven times before he got it all in and I got used to it," she said.

"Oh, I see" I said.

"I'll suck it for you?"

The look of disappointment on my face told her everything.

"OK, you can fuck me, but if it hurts too much, promise that you will stop."

I smiled at her, kissed her gently on the lips and said, "Thank you, Lucy."

"Do you want me to lay on my front or back?"

"Your front," I said.

"So you can watch it go in?" she said. I nodded. "OK then."

I kneeled at the pillow end of the bed, slowly turned her body so her pussy was facing me, reached for one of the pillows, and lifted her up, placing the pillow underneath her little arse so she was raised enough that my cock was touching the little mound.

"OK?" I said.

She nodded.

I lifted her legs and opened them wide. She held them behind her knees and opened them up wide, wider, until the hole was staring, beckoning to my throbbing cock. I held my cock in my left hand and started rubbing slowly between her lips.

She stared as I slid the full length of it up and down her slit, my swollen balls resting on her arse and the head reaching her belly button. She stared.

"Wow!" she exclaimed.

I moved the bulbous head down to the little gaping hole, placed it at the rim, and moved it around in circles, starting to push it in. She shifted position and lifted a little, stretching her legs wider.

I pushed the end in and the little hole swallowed it. I pushed a bit more. God, it was tight. I pulled it out and tried again. It was going in easier. I stared and she stared. I smiled and she smiled. I pushed further and the head disappeared. I pushed more… one inch, two inches, three inches, four inches…

"Wow!" she said.

I stopped. "Does it hurt?"

"No," she shook her head, smiling. She started rocking from side to side. I pushed five… "fuck" six… "Ooouuwww! That hurts." she says.

She reached down, grabbed what was left of my cock and held it tightly.

"Take it out," she said. "I want to see how much has gone in." I took it out and she kept hold of it. It was all shiny and wet. "Wow! How big is that?"

"About six inches."

"Wow, it was nearly all in me," she says.

I smile and say, "I know."

I stared at the gaping hole I'd just pulled out of, thinking "Daddy's not going to fit now, is he?"

"Kate's never going to believe me."

"Kate? You're going to tell Kate," I said.

"Yes, why? She might want to try," she said. "Can I put it back in?"

I nodded, and pushed back into the gaping hole. I pushed until she made the "ouw" sound again, making a mental note of where to stop. I slid out and pushed back in, back and forward as she rocked from side to side.

I stared at her face and she was biting her lower lip. I could feel her tightening around my cock as she was moaning. Back and forth, back and forth, faster and harder. She moaned louder. My balls were swelling. Not yet… not yet! I stared at her face as she moaned louder, her breathing getting harsher and she squealed when she came.

I exploded into her. Pumping more and more cum into, her watching her mouth, wide open gasping air into her lungs, her beautiful blue eyes rolling around in her head. She kept rocking from side to side as I moved in and out. She moaned some more, started to convulse, and then passed out.

I lay staring at her for about five minutes, then got up, went to the bathroom, and washed myself. My cock was sore after the tight little hole. I was still amazed that so much of it went into her. I washed out the flannel, took it into the bedroom, and started wiping the cum off her legs and pussy. I shifted her over, and saw that the quilt cover was soaked with our cum.

"Hi Bob," she said dreamily.

"Hi Lucy, are you OK?"

"Ohh yes," she said.

I smiled and she smiled. I said, "You like?"

She giggled and said, "Yes I like."

She took the flannel from me and started to wipe herself.

"You can go for a shower if you want."

"No," she said. "I'm going to have a nice bath when I get home."

"Lucy, about Kate?"

"Don't worry. I'm not going to tell Kate just yet. I want to get used to it first."

I smiled. She stared between my legs. My cock had shrunk to about four inches.

She said, "It's still bigger than Daddy's when it's like that."

"Oh," I said, "about your daddy. What happens when he wants a go?"

She giggled. "He's not going to fit, is he?"

"He'll probably turn you over and fuck your arse," I said and she nodded.

"What happens when you get a boyfriend your own age?"

She giggled. "I don't like little wiggly worms. I like men. Big men now!" she giggled again.

"How many men have you been with, Lucy? Fucked you, I mean?"

"Just Daddy and you. Oh... I let men touch me. At the park they like me to sit on their knees and I play with them."

Amazed I listened.

"Sometimes when there are not many people about I go into the bushes with them and suck them off while they play with me. One of the men likes to put this little buzzy thingy into my pussy while I'm sucking him off."

"A vibrator?"

"Is that what it's called?"

I nodded, staring at her.

"Do you tell your mum?"

"No."

"What about Kate, does she know?"

"Yes."

"Does she go with the men?" I asked.

She giggled. "No, she's too busy with Daddy."

"Oh, I see."

"Do you know the old Paki man at the shop, the one with the beard?"

"Yes..."

"Well he tries to touch Kate when she goes in, but she just laughs at him. She told daddy. He told her she wasn't to go near him 'til she was ready."

"Has he tried to touch you, Lucy?"

"Err no, I wouldn't let him. Bob, the garden's not going to get finished today, is it?"

"No," I say, "but we've got a fortnight."

"Can I come every day, Bob?"

"Do you mean 'come round' or 'cum in your pussy'?"

She giggled. "Both."

I said, "Yes," I giggled.

"I'll have to be going home now, Bob." She retrieved her panties from the bathroom and held them out to me.

"Do you want to keep these?" I shake my head no. She got dressed we went downstairs. She left by the front door, saying, "See you tomorrow, Bob."

I smiled at her as she skipped up the road and around the corner, out of sight. I stared after her, smiling to myself. "I bet I fuck your little arse before Daddy does."

To be continued.