Perverts 'R' Us

Megan - Part 4

By Paul2LickHer ( M/g9, 1st, con, oral )

That was Sunday when I gave Megan the last little pat on her bottom that sent her out the door of my condo. I didn't see her at all on Monday. On Tuesday and Wednesday, I saw her walking through the courtyard or driving through the carport with her mother, Debbie Then we were able to exchange little clandestine smiles and waves. Should have given her my phone number. Fortunately, I was able to get together with her, though not as I would have liked, on Thursday night.

I saw her and Debbie heading to the laundry room with a couple of baskets full about 7:00 that evening. Slowly, as to give them time to load up their wash, I gathered up some of my own and head down to the laundry myself.

Just as I planned they were about ready to start their loads as I arrived. Why plan it that way, 'cause I knew that Megan would be let to "guard" the machines as Debbie went back to her condo to either finish cleaning up after dinner or just to relax, alone, for a bit.

Sure enough, after Debbie and I exchanged our pleasantries, she was out the door as I slowly and unnecessarily was sorting out my own clothes.

"I…" Megan started to speak, but I cut her off with a finger to my lips then peered outside to make sure the cost was clear.

"Sorry," I said as I walked over to the counter where she was sitting and enveloped her in a hug, which was instantly returned, "I just wanted to make sure we were alone."

"I've missed you sooo much, she said with that imploring sadness that only little girls can have in their voice, "I could hardly stand it".

"Well, we missed you too, sweetheart," I said as I took a step back and looked down at my crotch and gave it an Evils thrust forward to be sure she knew just who we were.

That earned me a giggle and a, "We missed you to," she said trying the Evils thrust. But being seated on the counter, it came out as kind of a jerking spasm. This got laughs all around.

"It's hard when you're not there. Not as hard as when you are there. But hard, just the same" I think she got the pun when I emphasized the word hard, because she giggled at the end, but you never can tell with the young.

By now my hand had slipped under the lower part of her shorts and I was rubbing high on her upper and outer thigh.

"So, did you like all what we did on Sunday?"

"Yes!," with an enthusiastic nodding of the head.

"And would you like to do it again…soon?"

"Yes," now with the halting breaths of raising excitement.. And it if the throbbing and tightness between my legs was any indication, which it usually is, them my own excitement was "raising" too at this young girl's nearness and the feeling of her desire.

"Look," I said as I unzipped my pants and took my hardening penis out, "now she what you've done…again." Megan squealed at the sudden revelation of my manhood there in the laundry room. But it was not a squeal of fear. Rather one of surprise and delight at my being so naughty.

"Ummm" she started in a mock chiding, "You're nasty" Giggle.

"Too bad you can't take yours out like that. I'd love to see it again. Do you think I could see it tonight? Can you get away after the laundry?"

I knew she sometimes played around the complex in the evening with her little friends. In fact, two of the girls I've seen her with, sometime before last Sunday, were also my …playmates at one time too. God, if they ever knew….

"Maybe"

"Good," then, after calculating when their laundry would be done, "meet me in the sauna at 8:30. I'll wait 15 minutes. If you can't make it, don't worry. Don't upset you mother (and get her all suspicious) by begging to go out. I'll just figure that you couldn't come and we'll get together some other time. OK?"

By now my hand had fund its way to the shorts enclosed V between her legs. I was just more or less stroking and petting the area then anything else. But Megan seemed to enjoy the intimate gesture.

"OK. Now give us a kiss and Ill see you later, sweetie."

With that our faces closed and out hungry mouths found each other's. She had forgotten some of the kissing lesion I had given her a few days ago, so she was going a little fast and a little too hard. But half the delight at this entire new kiss was to give her little reminders and then settle down to the shared passion of it. All of which made it last just that much longer.

And don't think that young girls, even as young as 5 or 6, cannot have sexual passion in their kisses. All it takes is a little instruction, to teach them how to feel the act, as well as how to go about it, and they can kiss you as sensually as any 26 or 16 year old. Believe me, I know.

I arrived prepared at the sauna to find Megan waiting for me. "Jesus!" I exclaimed as I flicked on the light to find Megan sitting there in the dark, "you scared the shit out of me." She laughed delightedly as I grabbed my chest and slumped in feign of the stating of a heart attack. "How long have you been here sitting in the dark?'

"Just a little bit," she answered, the lilt of laughter still in her voice, as I took in what she was wearing. Which was, a sweet shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. And she looked extra lovely with her hair pulled back in a ponytail. One of my favorite styles for females of any age.

"Well, I said as I sat on the bench beside her, "I think you better give me a kiss before I faint". Not needing to twist her arm our faces closed and out lips locked in a warm and sensual pressing. Then we each parted our lips slightly to allow just the tips of our tongues to touch and gently flick against each other. She was learning.

"Hmmm. That was sweet," I said as our lips parted. "Now, I have a surprise too." With that I took the stubby scented candle and a couple squeeze tubes of strawberry jelly and a small pack of honey, like the kind you get with your toast in a restaurant, out of my fanny pack.

I lit the candle, placed amongst the sauna rocks (yes, the sauna was off) about midway up the wall, and turned off the light.

"Nice huh? You like that?" I asked

"Yeah, it's neat."

Then I sat back down next to her, leaned in and kissed her on the cheek then had her stand up and take off her sweatshirt. Underneath she was wearing (I'm not sure what it is called) one of those t-shirt-like tops that have a lower neck line (about an inch from the base of the neck) all around, but with a little lace, in this case aqua in color, around the collar, with French-cut sleeves and blue, yellow and pink flowers as the pattern on it and tucked into her jeans.

Then I turned her around and wrapped my arms crisscross around the front of her, right hand on the front of her left shoulder and vise versa, and drew her back toward me as I scooted to the edge of the bench so that my crotch was pressing against her legs just a little above her knees.

I then moved her ponytail over her left shoulder as I lowered my face to the exposed area of the right, where her neck and shoulder meet, and planted a soft wet kiss on the spot. I then back my lips off about half an inch and gently blew on the area. I was rewarded in each by a shiver of delight.

I know it sounds like a long time, but from the time I asked her if she liked the candle until I was blowing on her neck, I doubt if a full 2 minutes had passed.

I then, slowly, kissed and licked and blew my way around the back of her neck to the left side, switching her ponytail to the right as I went.

After paying some special attention in that area, I unwrapped my hands from around her and leaned my torso back a little as I told her to raise her arms. As she did, I swiftly removed my own t-shirt, before reaching for the lower part of her and gently pulled the last inch of it out of her jeans and lifted it straight over her head to toss it aside on the bench with mine.

I then placed my hands on her exposed waist and pulled her back toward me again. This time I leaned into her so that my bare chest made contact with the warmth of her bare back as I placed my lips behind her ear and nuzzled and kissed and licked first one then the other.

That brought shiver and giggles of delight and outright laughter when I made rutting pig sounds while I was at it. But then I realized that all that happiness just might spill out into the night outside the sauna and had to remind both of us that we had to be a little quieter.

By then Megan had turned around and we had kissed again. Although it resulted in her having to tilt her head back a little more than usual, it felt sooo good to hold her tightly against me as we kisses and to have her girl chest pressing against my lightly-haired man's.

I then backed her up a little and looked her over lovingly as I brushed a few wisp of hair out of her eyes and then slowly traced my middle and index fingers down her cheek to her collarbone.

As I did, I would look up from the sensual, tactile & visual delight of following my finger along her body, to find Megan looking intently back at me. Sensuous and desire ridden eye to eye contact as my smile was reflected back to me as the tip of my fingers moved lower on her chest.

I made a wide, zigzag pattern across her chest as I slowly went lower and lower. I never crossed her girl nipples, instead I just skipped over them, in my back and forth motion, until I was about an inch below them.

Then I drew circles and figure eights around her nipples, until; at last, I paused to brush the pads of three fingers across first one then the other.

"So lovely," I murmured as I made little circles directly on them, using both hands simultaneously on each. Then I leaned in and gave each a little kiss and a lick before returning to the other to make love it for a few minutes before doing the same to its sister.

With Megan still standing before me, albeit somewhat swaying with pleasure at the relaxing treatment I was showing her, I kissed and licked my way down to her belly button, and got her usual giggle as I ministered to it some with my tongue.

I then lowered my lips to the top of her jeans and poked around with lips and tongue like a bewildered animal caught in some baffling trap. "Megan, I whined, "there's no more skin." Giggle. "What am I suppose to do?" I pouted.

With that she reached forward and unsnapped the top of her jeans, pulled the zipper down and pulled them apart and pushed then down a little further. This exposed about another two inches of her waist flesh to me to the top of her pink and white, horizontal striped panties.

Getting warmer. I find those types of independent actions, undoing her own pants etc., on the part of these young girls to be very stimulating.

With that I kissed and licked her lower tummy along the top of her panties. I then took the front of the waistband of her panties in my teeth, pulled then back a little then let them snap loose.

"Owww!" she said with a giggle and mock pain.

"Let's get out of our pants," I said standing and kicking off my flip-flops as I undid the tie to my own sweat pants. Megan followed suit by slipping off her tennis shoes and socks then pulling off her own jeans. However, I stopped her as she reached to take off her panties. "I wanna do that, honey," I explained, "and I want you to take off my underwear".

Sure, I could have just said that I wanted her to take off mine and she would have know I meant my underwear, but I find it more exciting to say it all out. You know, telling the little girl standing before you naked, or in just her own panties, that you want her to pull down your underwear, after you pull hers down, is just very exciting.

With that Megan laughed and pointed at my underwear, "Your underwear looks funny," she said through her giggles. Well, of course it looks funny. My underwear put on just for that evening, was simply a jock strap. Nothing from the sexy catalogs, just a regular ol' jockstrap without the cup pouch. And my swollen cock and balls were screaming to be free of it.

But before that, I sat back down on the lower bench and had Megan step between my legs again as we kissed. Which did nothing to lessen the torture on my throbbing manhood. Still, discipline is the key to sensual pleasure.

As the kiss broke I had her take a step back as I visually drank in her loveliness as I slowly ran my hands up and down her legs and all over her panted ass. I then hooked my thumbs in the waistband on each side and slowly lowered her panties.

"I wanna see your wussy…," I said in a low voice, using her original word for her cute little girl slit, as I slid her panties down with out waiting for the answer to the question, "… is that OK?"

A shudder and sigh and a nod were my answers as her panties were already at her knees then off in the next 2 seconds.

As I gazed on her exposed girlness, I slowly sucked in a deep breath through closed teeth to show my pleasure at the sight before I told her, "Oh, Megan, that…you…looks so lovely. You really have a pretty girl sex," I said as I traced two fingers up the inside of her left thigh and then stroked/petted her bare pussy slit from back to front a couple of times. "Yes, very lovely indeed."

Once again the exact words meaning more erotically to me than her, but she took it for the compliment it was with a big smile. I was pleasantly surprised when she again took the initiative with, "Now let me see your weenie."

"Sure, honey, anything you want." I said as I rose to stand in front of her. "Go ahead. Take my underwear off. But first, go down to your knees so you can get a good look at it when you pull them off." She did, and as soon as she was on her knees on the wood slat floor of the sauna, her hands went to the waistband of my jock strap.

She wasn't as slow or sensual as she might have been, but she was still not even 10 years old after all and I still had a lot to teach her. And hopefully the time to do it in. However, she wasn't all the rough, if only a little clumsy, as she slipped my jock strap directly down to my ankles. It was up to me to then shake it off my feet as I stepped out of it.

I also had another surprise for her. In honor of tonight, I had shaved my cock and pubic area bald.

"Your weenie is pretty," she said as she stared at it trying to return the compliment in the manner it was offered. I just thanked her with a slight chuckle. I understood her awe as she stared at my erect and precum-leaking penis as it waved in the air before her. At times I've had the same girl lover over a several-month period. And each time they were naked in front of me, and/or with me, was so nearly as close to being as exciting and erotic as the first time, that it really made no difference. And this was only the second time with each other for both of us. So it took her a couple of extra seconds to figure out what was different.

"You have no hair there!"

"That's right, honey. I shaved it all of just for you. The little boys you played with didn't have any hair…except for that one older boy, Michael, right? So I figure I'd let you see how I look with no hair. What do you think?"

After some seconds of cocking her head in scrutiny she hesitantly said, "I don't know… you're older…(that's right, sweetie, old enough to be your dad twice over. God! No wonder my cock's about to explode)… so I kinda like the hair on you. (Bummer). "But it will grow back, right?'

Sigh. "Yes. Yes it'll grow back. Why don't you go ahead, honey, give it a little kiss." And she kisses the tip of my swollen man gland as I reached over for one of the packets of jam that I had brought. Then I had a thought.

"How long are you allowed to stay out, sweetie?" It was a school night after all.

"Till 'bout Nine." She replied as she watched with interest as I tore open the end of the jam-packed and squirted some out onto the tip of my finger, right after a quick glance at my watch.

Damn! Only 12 odd minutes left.

I then applied the jam all over the head of my erection then refreshed the supply on my finger as I spread more on the underside of my shaft.

"You like strawberry jam, sweetie?"

"Yes.," with a nod as she stared wonderingly at my slathered manhood.

"Good" I said as I sat back down on the very edge of the bench and guided her, still on her knees between my legs. "Now what I want you to do, is to go ahead and slowly lick all the jam off the head and underside of my man cock. OK?"

"Sure" she said with some enthusiasm as she leaned in and went to work on the head with her lips and tongue.

If I had relaxed totally at that time I could have blown a gallon of my semen straight down her throat, but I wanted it to last. And I still wanted to do more with her. But time was running short.

Now I could really not stand it as she went to work licking the jam off the underside of my shaft. I couldn't stand it and I could no longer hold it.

"Oh Megan honey…you're making me cum. Oh God..! Here. Stop sucking on my cock and sit back."

With that I kinda lifted her head from my penis and gently pushed her back so that she was sitting on her heels while leaning back even further yet while propping herself up with her arms behind her as I scooted even nearer the edge of the bench so that only I was only supported by about the last half inch of it.

I then took my cock and began to masturbate myself savagely as I looked at Megan leaning back down on the floor in front of me. Now her knees had also spread so that her thighs were parted as well as had the puffy lips of her girl sex. This gave me a little view of the moist inside of her little honey pot.

God, how I'd love to be pushing my cock into her about now…

Well, that was my last thought as my cock exploded and emptied all it's contents in 4 or 5 pluses all over the little girl I front of me. I can't tell you where what shot landed where. All I know is that as I looked at her as I finished, I noticed that she was looking down astonished at the mess on the front of her body.

I saw one little bit of my cum dribbling from her chin, to pool on her chest right below it, as her chin tucked in so she could look down at herself. I guessed that it had hit there then dripped down.

Another couple of little globs were on her chest in the area of her girl titties and still more down further running down her belly toward the top of her slit.

What I saw at last caused me to moan and wring the last little bit of semen dribble out the end of my cock as I saw a splash of my man milk had hit her right on her pussy crack. The sight was enough to make me shoot another full load… if I had had another load to shoot.

After the minute that it took me to catch my breath, I noticed Megan, still sitting back on her heels and leaning back on her arms, staring down at the mess I made on her chest, belly and over her privates. She looked such a turn on with my cum all over the front of her.

Looking at my watch, 5 min. to 9. No time to waste.

I closed my legs together as I reached down and slipped my hands under her arms and lifted her to my lap. I had her bend her knees and put her feet on the bench, to either side of my hips and just behind my ass as I scooted her bottom closer to my own crotch. When she was in position, the bottom of her pussy was pressing against my balls and the my now half hard cock was trapped between us, with the underside of the shaft laying along the vertical slit of her girlness. I could feel the damp warmth of my cum as it dribbled down her pussy slit and was mashed between us at the juncture of her pussy and my cock & balls. A very arousing feeling.

Wasting no time, I slipped my hands around to her upper back and supported her as I leaned her back and bent down to kissed and licked her, as low as I could reach down her front, to suck up the cum that I had deposited there not 2 minutes earlier.

I started a few inches above her belly button then moved to her little girl breasts then to her upper chest. When I had collected all that I could in my mouth, I pulled her back upright and placed a hand behind her head as I brought her face to mine and my lips to hers.

She instinctively opened her mouth as I wedged at it with my tongue. And a split second thereafter I was transferring the cum that I had salvaged from my mouth to her. For a split second she balked at the new substance being introduced in to her, even though she had tasted my sperm just a few days before. However, I think it was the manner of transfer that surprised her initially as she tried to disengage our lips. But I held her head fast to mine, by my hand behind it, and after a few seconds more she relaxed and did her best to cope with the slimy invasion and even started to swallow it.

She had a look of bemused shock on her face as I pulled back from her smiling, "Sorry, sweetie, but we can't ever waste any of that. Either one of us has to drink it down…or it has to be put where it really belongs". With that I slipped a hand down between us and gently poked at her girl slit to let here know just where it really belongs was meant to be.

She still seemed a little confused and dazed by how fast we were moving this nigh, but time was wasting. And now it was her turn for some pleasure.

With that in mind, I again took her under her arms, hauled her off me, and lifted her to the upper bench with her ass right at the edge and her upper back resting against the side wall. "Spread your legs," I directed her as I kneeled down on the lower bench. I then positioned her so that her right foot was on the upper bench against the back wall; her left legged draped over the front of the bench with her foot resting on the lower bench. Now her girlhood was parted and fully open to me. It looked sooo inviting. An invitation I had no intention of ignoring.

"Oh, Megan, I love you," (especially your sweet, little girl pussy) I murmured, and thought, as I reached around her right side with my left hand and cupped it under her ass and lowered my face to that glorious spot between her legs.

She jumped at the first touch of my tongue, but soon steeled into a variety of moans and groans as I kissed, licked and sucked at various point on and in her naked girlness.

I used the hand on her ass to help lift her pussy to my eager lips, but it really wasn't all that necessary. For shortly after I started in on her, she was bucking her crotch up into my face.

Fully erect once again, I reach down with my free hand to fondle my balls and masturbate my cock as I continued to lick Megan between her legs to the accompaniment of her soft moans of pleasure.

After a few minutes, Megan's hands were running all over the top of my head and she was pushing her pussy up against my lips like she wanted to push right through them. Then her fingers wrapped themselves tightly into my hair and she pulled my face hard against her feminine wetness as she pushed it solidly up against me and shuddered.

Her own pleasure and excitement excited me further until, seconds later, I was aging shooting my cum. This time seeding the back of the lower bench as I kept my face in Megan's crotch and my lips and tongue working her little girl sex over and over.

Slowly her shuddering subsided and she relaxed the pushing of my face into her crotch and the grip of her fingers in my hair. Just as carefully I slowed the tempo of my oral ministration until, at the last, I gave her a solid kiss on her puffy slit and raised my smiling face to gaze upon one that, for lack of a better term, can only be described as one of disheveled pleasure. In other words, Megan looked happily exhausted.

"Did you like that?" I asked her teasingly.

"Yeah," she was barely able to breath out.

"I wish we had more time, honey. There one thing I'd like us to do that I know you'd…"

"MAAAGAAN!" Her mother called in the distance.

Oh shit! What time is it? 12 after 9. Better get a move on.

"We better get dressed, fast," I suggested. While Megan needed no further encouragement, she did need to move slowly at first. She was a little acquired on her feet for the first minute as the blood redistributed itself to normalcy throughout her body.

Spoke as we dressed.

"That was really fun, Megan."

"Yeah," she agreed

"I'd really like to see you this weekend over at my place if your mom goes out for a few hours. Would you like that?"

Nodding as she slipped into her jeans.

"Do you think she'll be going out at any time and leaving you alone for a couple of hours?"

Thinking as she slid her shoes on. "Yeah. She'll probably go over to my aunts. She usually lets me stay home if I want."

Like last Sunday, I thought.

"Well, good. I hope you want. "Cause I'd really like to see you again when we could be alone for sometime (and I could fuck the shit out of your tight little girl cunt, you sweet bitch you). Do you like what we do when we're alone? You like playing naked with me?"

"Yeah," she said with some enthusiasm in her voice. "Yeah, it's fun. And it feels good too."

"Good. 'Cause if you think you feel good with what we've done so far, I've got something for us to do that will make you feel 10 times better. OK?"

"OK!"

We were both finished dressing by this time.

"Here, let me blow out the candle." When I did I opened the inner sauna door them went down to my knees and gently pulled Megan to me. "I love you, honey."

"I love you too"

A firm hug between us.

"You can come by anytime your mom's not home and there are not a lot of people walking around the complex (and hopefully I'm not playing with or balling the shit out of some other girl, big or little, at the time). We don't ever want anyone to see you going into my place. OK?"

"OK."

I hooked my index fingers into the two front belt loops of her jeans and tugged her toward. "OK, you sexy thing, give me one of your best, sweet kisses and go home and dream about me tonight. I know 'm going to be dreaming about you. I think about you all the time."

I could see her big smile, now that our eyes had adjusted to the light the seeped under and around the outer doorframe, as she leaned in and planted a sensual, wet and delightful kiss on me. One that I returned with equal enthusiasm as my cock began to stir again.

"OK," I said as our kiss broke. I better look first. I was surprised that Debbie hadn't yet called again and was hoping she wasn't walking around the complex, particularly just outside the sauna that moment, as her 9 year old daughter and the nasty man emerged from it's darkness, but the cost was clear.

"Bye sweetheart. I'll, wait here a sec. I love you," I whispered as I guided her out ahead of me.

"Bye. I love you too." With that she was gone down the path that would take her home.

Our complex has an Alpine theme to it with lots of pine trees and curving walkways. As she trotted away I imagined I was watching her run naked down a path in a forest, with me in pursuit in a kind of catch-me-if-you-can type game.

I was about to leave myself when I again noticed the new erection I had sprouted. Shrugging I sank back into the darkness of the sauna and locked the door for some time alone before returning home.

I could hardly wait until the weekend.

Please look for PART 5, which I really intend to make the CLIMAX!