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Clayton's Children Book 1 Katy (Mf,cons, extreme-pedo)
CHAPTER 1 - A DISAPPOINTMENT AND A PLEASANT SURPRISE.
CHAPTER 2 - A WALK IN THE BUSH.
CHAPTER 3 - A NIGHT TO REMEMBER.
CHAPTER 4 - HOME ALONE?
CHAPTER 5 - IN LOCO PARENTIS.
CHAPTER 6 - THE NEXT MORNING.
CHAPTER 7 - APRES LE DELUGE.
CHAPTER 8 - SLAVE FOR AN HOUR.
CHAPTER 9 - REVELATIONS.
CHAPTER 10 - THE LAST NIGHT.
CHAPTER 11 - POOR UNCLE LIAM.
CHAPTER 12 - HOMECOMING.
CHAPTER 13 - INTRODUCING MARA.
CHAPTER 14 - SHERRY'S INDISCRETION.
CHAPTER 15 - A SPANKING.
CHAPTER 16 - MARA AND CHLOE.
CHAPTER 17 - CHLOE'S STORY.
CHAPTER 18 - SPANK ME. PLEASE.
CHAPTER 19 - SHOPPING FOR MARA.
CHAPTER 20 - MEATING THE NEIGHBOURS.
CHAPTER 21 - MOVIE MOGULS.
CHAPTER 22 - PIXIE.
AUTHOR'S NOTE.
INSTRUCTIONS FOR REASSEMBLY AS A WORD DOC.
Chapter 1 - A DISAPPOINTMENT AND A PLEASANT SURPRISE.
It was just after I had finished high school and my mother and I took a
holiday on my uncle's property on the Queensland coast. I had been told
a
fair bit about the place, since my mother had vacationed there before and
I
was looking forward to spending long days lounging on sandy beaches and
swimming in the waters of the tropics. Well you can imagine my surprise
when we arrived and I discovered that while technically on the coast, the
nearest salt water was all mangrove estuary and the nearest accessible
beach was some 20 km away and shingle to boot. The sandy beaches did exist
but one had to drive to them and I didn't have a drivers license. I would
get to visit these beaches but only on shopping days. I felt more than a
little cheated by this lack of beaches but it turned out to be a blessing
in disguise.
The first morning I explore the property which is about 10 hectares, about
half of it covered by thick scrubby bush and prickly pear cactus. Behind
the my uncles land is a cattle station of about four thousand hectares.
There's a dam on the property and I think well at least I can swim, however
when I reach it I discover that the recent rains have washed out one of the
walls and it consists of about five inches of very hot water over about 10
inches of mud. By this time I am feeling really pissed off, here I am 25
km from the nearest town, even smaller than the hell hole where I live, and
45 km from anywhere decent and the beaches with the bikini clad bathing
beauties. Shit, it was starting to look like I had gotten a raw deal in
birthday/Christmas presents, four weeks in the bush, nowhere to go and
nothing to do.
I say words to this effect over lunch, and my uncle tells me that he'll
take me to visit a neighbour's property after lunch where I could at least
swim and have some young company. Lunch ended, my uncle, mother and I pile
into his little Suzuki 4WD and drive over to visit the neighbours.
When we get there I look the place over. The house is a converted
stockman's hut raised about three meters off the ground, on a mixture of
timber piles and concrete block pillars, underneath there is a small room,
also of concrete blocks, with a twisted steel door that looks to have been
blown half off it hinges. There are the beginnings of walls and piles of
building materials stacked underneath. An aluminium caravan is parked to
nearby.
I ask my uncle about the little room and he explained, "That's their
battery room, lightning hit their solar panels in recent storm, and the
batteries exploded. They were very lucky as they had only just finished
it. A week earlier and the explosion would have killed them, acid went
everywhere."
Going up the stairs and onto the verandah, we meet the O'Conner family and
are invited in. Inside the house there is a kitchen with a wood stove, and
kerosene fridge, beyond is a lounge with beautiful antique bookcases, the
rest of the furniture is shabby but comfortable looking. An open door off
the lounge leads into a bedroom with a king-size bed.
My uncle introduces me to the O'Conners and I discover just how young my
company is to be, luckily I've always gotten on better with people younger
than myself but this was to be the biggest age gap yet.
First there's the father James, in his mid forties, about 6 foot, dark
hair, skinny as a rake, with a short beard, the mother Jane, again in her
mid forties and about five foot eight. She has long dark blonde hair and
is about ten kilos overweight, her skin is tanned to a rich coffee brown.
The children are Jimmy; twelve years old, four foot six, short hair the
same colour as his mother's and looking as obnoxious as only a twelve year
old can. His sister Katy is nine ("Almost ten" she informs me
indignantly.). She is about four feet tall and almost as skinny as her
father, with Nordic blonde hair, blue eyes, faded blue shorts two sizes too
large and an old white T-shirt that looked like it belonged to her father.
I'm pissed all over again, not even any 'scenery' to look at. After the
introductions and a quick cup of tea my uncle and mother return to his
house, him to go to sleep, as he was on night shift and my mother to go
horse riding with one of the stockmen.
The kids go into the caravan, where they apparently sleep, to get changed
into their bathers while I go down to the dam to have a look at what looked
like my only entertainment for most of the next four weeks. When I get a
look at it I see the first good luck of my holiday. It's about thirty
meters long and about fifteen wide, at one end there's a small grass
covered island about six meters across with a weeping willow in the middle
and a pole with a small diving platform jutting from it at the other.
Dropping drop my towel onto an old cable drum nearby, I strip off my T-
shirt and stepping out of my thongs I start to wade into the water.
From behind me, there comes a yell of "Wait!", I turn and the kids are
running towards me, Jimmy is wearing a ratty pair of denim cutoffs belted
with a piece of rope and Katy has on a black one piece. As they get closer
I think to myself 'Shit, where do these people shop for clothes, the
Salvo's.' Katy's suit is several sizes too large and gapes at every
opening. (I later learn that the family are eco-nuts and spends nearly all
of their money on the property, clearing the regrowth scrub and buying and
planting rain forest trees.)
The kids come pelting up to me and Katy grabs my hand, dragging me around
to the end of the dam where a log is laid out over the water to the diving
platform and leads me out to it. "C'mon Jimmy, get over here." she calls.
When he arrives she tells me to wrap my right arm about the pole, which
extends about twelve feet above the platform, and hang on to my right hand
with my left, she then instructs Jimmy to climb up and stand on my
shoulders. Once she has us arranged to her satisfaction she climbs up our
bodies, standing in the crook of my left arm and placing her left foot on
my shoulder, as she does this the leg of her suit gapes even further and
there is her little cunt only inches from my eyes. Sproing, instant hardon
and I start to think that this holiday wouldn't be so bad after all. In
this position the outer lips of her pussy are pulled wide open and her
clit, which was anything but little, peeks out from between her shell pink
inner lips.
An instant like eternity later, she lifts her other foot up and clambers
up
her brother to stand on his shoulders, looking up I could see her brother
staring up at her crotch, which is now mostly covered but still showing
just enough to hint at that which is now concealed. I can also see up the
leg of his cutoffs to where his slim cock stands to attention amidst a
dozen or so fine hairs, and pokes out about a very respectable distance for
a twelve year old, he has obviously been treated to the same view I had on
her way past.
She then tells us to hold on, flexes her knees and throws herself backwards
into the water, performing a perfect 'headache' bomb, saturating me, her
brother and the pole clear to the top, an instant later I am soaked again
as Jimmy launches himself into an 'A-A' just to the side of where his
sister had entered the water. As they backpedal away to either side of the
platform I complete the triplet with a 'honey-pot' between them.
As I return to the surface I start to castigate myself, 'What in hell do
you think you're thinking about, she's only nine years old. She's half
your age.' An instant later I feel a tap on the back of my head and Katy
giggles, "you're it!", as I turn I'm just in time to see her butt followed
by her heels disappearing beneath the surface. 'Shit, play now, think
later.' and I duck dive under the water in the direction I saw her
disappear.
At this point I discover that tag played in a dam is a lot different to
that played in a pool, as I can only see about four feet in front of me
because of all of the clay suspended in the water. Katy has long since
turned to one side and I return to the surface for a breath of air.
Looking about I see Katy return to the surface some ten meters away near
the island.
I scan the rest of the dam looking for Jimmy and can't find him, thirty,
forty, fifty seconds pass and I start to get a little worried, then I
notice some ripples near the diving platform and looking closer I see his
nose just clearing the surface on the other side of the pole. I carefully
duck below the surface and swim in his direction, slowly his foot emerges
from the gloom in front of me, I grab it, give him half a second to prepare
himself and jerk him below the surface, returning to the world above I
reach up and grasp the platform, a second later he bursts from the water
in
front of me giggling uncontrollably, "Tricked ya, tricked ya!"
"Yeah, tricked ya, tricked ya" as Katy puts her hands on my shoulders and
tries to force me beneath the surface. Well 25 kilos of little girl
doesn't make much impression on a 65 kilo bloke who is holding onto a
telephone pole, but I go along with it and allow myself to be pushed
beneath the surface. Big mistake, as I come back up, sputtering suitably,
Jimmy tags me and they both quickly disappear.
The lively game of tag continues for about twenty minutes and I call a halt
as I am getting puffed. I swim over to the platform and wrap my right arm
around the pole to support myself, Jimmy clambers up onto the platform and
sits with his feet dangling over my head, Katy swims up to me, grabs me
about the neck and draws my left arm around her waist to support herself.
For a few minutes we rest there while I catch my breath and they tell me
a
little about themselves, how they don't go to school because there is no
bus for primary students, but instead have correspondence classes. How
their father had taught them to walk the tightrope on their boundary fence,
which has a 3/4 inch aluminium cable strung as the top wire, and how they
were making their very own rain forest.
While I am getting my breath back Katy says, "Bet you can't stop me getting
away."
I look at her funny and Jimmy says, "Yeah bet you can't, she's a real
escape artist."
"Oh!" I say, and I tighten my grip around her waist. Well the next thing
I
know I'm holding onto nothing but the pole and an empty bathing suit and
Katy is bobbing up and down in the water about three meters away shrieking,
"Told ya, told ya."
I hold out her bathers towards her saying, "They're a bit big aren't they?"
"Yeah, they're my sisters, my old ones are too small"
"Your sister," I ask "where's she?", thinking maybe I can change my luck
with her.
"Oh, she's married," 'Damn!', "she's with her husband and kids and my big
brother down in Brisbane." 'double damn'. Katy takes the suit from me and
instead of putting it back on she throws it up so it drapes over Jimmy's
head, "I don't like them, they rub, usually I just swim in my knickers.
Jimmy's still it!", with this she ducks below the surface presenting me
with the twin globes of her little behind. Sproing, and my one eyed
trouser snake rears his ugly head again.
While I'm picking up my jaw, Jimmy steps on my head, "You're it!" and dives
in.
'She's still only nine' I tell Woody. 'Almost ten he reminds me. Anyway
so
what,' says he, 'she's a girl, we're a boy and she's naked.' 'but...'
"Can't catch me!" "Can't catch me!", the two kids jeer, So I abandon my
inner struggle and we continue with the game, but now there's an added
twist as Woody seems to guide my hand to grasp her buttocks when I next
catch Katy. She giggles, wriggles her butt in my hand for a second or two
and then dives after Jimmy. 'See!' says Woody, 'You're imagining things.'
I reply.
Next thing I know, a light touch runs up my leg, over my dick, past my
nipples and Katy bursts from the water in front of me and pulls my nose.
"You're it!" she giggles, but this time her giggle sounds subtly different
to her others, she then plants her feet in the middle of my chest and dives
backwards away from me. 'Told ya, told ya!' 'Oh gawd, now my dicks
mocking me.'
I start scanning the water for the kids and seeing Jimmy's head pop up, 'A
safe target.' I think and launch myself in his direction, but he disappears
before I can reach him, Katy pops up just to my right, sees me and tries
to
duck back beneath the surface. I reach out to grab her. and find myself
holding onto the top of her thigh with my finger rubbing up into her little
slit. 'Oh shit, that's it, she's gonna freak.' I think, but she just turns
in my hand and looks at me with a funny look on her face and says, "I'm
sick of tag let's play torpedoes".
I'm still in a state of shock at this point so I just look at her stupid
and ask, "What's that?"
She grabs my hand and leads me over towards the bank until the water is
about waist deep and holds my hand palm up just beneath the surface, then
lies down so her chest rests on my hand. She tells me to hold the bottom
of her feet with the other hand and when she nods her head, to push her
across the surface of the water as hard as I can. I take her feet and lift
them to the surface and find myself staring at her little bottom, Woody
can't resist this sight and starts drooling, a few seconds later I feel her
body shaking and I look to see her with her arms stretched out ahead of
her, her palms together and her head nodding violently up and down. So I
launch her and she travels about half way across the dam, Woody using my
eyes to follow that tight little derriere.
I jump as I feel a tap on my shoulders and turn to see Jimmy saying, "My
turn now."
After about half a dozen launches each, I call a stop, saying, "I need a
cigarette." Jimmy and I clamber out of the water and we head towards my
towel while Katy swims over to the platform, retrieves her suit and puts
it
on. Drying my hands I roll a cigarette.
While I'm lighting up Katy comes up behind me and says "Let's go over and
sit on the island."
"O.K." I reply, we gather up my towel and tobacco and things and wade over
to the island. I spread my towel out on the grass under the tree and sit
down leaning up against it's trunk. Katy and Jimmy park themselves in
front of me sitting with their legs crossed. 'Oh gawd!' I can see inside
the leg band of her bathers and Woody stirs yet again.
We sit there for about fifteen minutes talking about this and that, while
I
smoke my cigarette. Though I'm too distracted, fighting a loosing battle
with Woody's control over my eyes to take much notice of the conversation.
The way she is sitting I can see every detail of her vulva, it's completely
hairless and her clit pokes out about half an inch. Her lips are stretched
so wide that I can see her little peehole above her vagina which glistened
wetly.
When I finish my smoke, Jimmy say's, "I'm going up to play Atari, you wanna
come?"
I look at Katy who replies for me "No, I want Geoff to swim some more with
me."
Jimmy races off, up to the house leaving me alone with Katy, we slip into
the water and swim over to the diving platform where Katy say's she wants
to jump from my shoulders again. Another tantalising glimpse, another face
full of water and I jump in after her, when I surface she takes my hand and
tows me over near the bank where she tells me she wants me to toss her. The
first couple of times she stands in my hands and I catapult her backwards
towards the middle of the dam. Then she wants me to 'cannonball' her. She
curls up into a ball and I balance her on my shoulder and throw her like
a
shot-put.
Well tossing a 25 kilo shot-put is rather tiring so after only five or six
of these I retire to the middle of the dam and suspend myself from the
platform again, like before Katy wraps my arm about her waist but this time
tucks my hand down between her legs. Well I jerk it away like I was
scalded, but she just puts it back and tells me: "I like touching myself
down there and I want you to do it too." I try to tell her that it's wrong,
but she says "I know all about that, but I like it and I trust you and I'll
never tell anyone about it."
By this time Woody is threatening to go off like Mount Saint Hellens and
is
doing most of my thinking for me, so I slip my hand into the gaping leg
hole of her bathers and start to gently stroke my finger up and down her
slit, running the tip from her tiny little hole forward to circle her clit
and back again.
As I continue my strokes I start to push the tip against the opening of her
tight little hole until it finally opens enough for my finger to slip into
her and press up against the barrier of her virginity. I slowly slip it
in
and out for a minute or two, then withdraw it to find her clit standing
stiffly to attention and nearly an inch long, gently grasping it between
my
thumb and my first two fingers I slowly draw it's hood back and forth over
the tip, wanking on it like a small uncircumcised penis.
As I continue, her face starts to become flushed, her breath comes faster
and she starts to grind her butt into my belly. After another minute or
so
I change my grip so I can embed the tip of my ring finger in her tight
little hole, whilst continuing to jack off her clit with my thumb and
forefinger. Suddenly she stiffens, clamps her thighs tight about my hand
and her vagina starts to nibble on the tip of my finger which is pressed
up
against her virginity. Just as suddenly, I groan as I feel an exquisite
pain in my groin as my prick erupts into my pants, it feels like I've
pulled a muscle as I cum harder than I've ever cum before in my life, and
I
continue to spasm long after I've pumped myself dry.
Turning in my arm she kisses me softly on the lips and says "Oh, that was
nice, I've never felt like that before."
"You had an orgasm." I gently reply and kiss her in the middle of the
forehead.
"Does it always feel like that?"
"It should." I reply softly, "Sometimes better."
We slowly swim over to the island, where I make and light another
cigarette, I lean back against the tree and Katy snuggles up to my side and
rests her head on my chest. Suddenly she giggles, "I can hear your heart
and it's going very hard."
"I know," I reply, "I had an orgasm too." I bend my head forwards and kiss
the top of her head and she grasps my hand and cuddles it to her chest,
where her own heartbeat slowly subsides. We lie like that silently in
shared togetherness for what might have been a lifetime.
A few minutes, like an hour, later, Jimmy comes running down from the house
yelling, that his mum want's to know if I want a cup of tea. Katy and I
gather my things together and we head up to the house pausing at the cable
reel to retrieve my T-shirt. While there, Katy clambers up onto the reel
and motions for me to turn around, whereupon she climbs astride my
shoulders, her suit pulls to one side in the process and her bare little
cunt is rubbing against the back of my neck.
When we get up to the house Jane sends Katy off to get changed and says "I
hope she hasn't been too much trouble?"
"No," I reply, "She's been delightful."
Handing me a cup of tea Jane leads me into the lounge, she then turns to
me
and asks if I'd like to borrow a pair of dry shorts, I thank her and she
leads me into her bedroom where she retrieves a pair of her husbands
shorts, hands them to me and leaves the room. I quickly strip, dry off and
get dressed again. Returning to the lounge I take a seat on the couch and
begin talking to Jane and James, they ask me about what subjects I did at
school and what I was going to do at college.
At this point our conversation is interrupted as Katy catapults into the
room, this time she is dressed in an ankle length skirt straight out of the
flower power era, and a little pink crop top and she looks gorgeous.
She take a seat at my side and cuddles up to me, 'This is being discrete?'
I think to myself, but her parents ignore it except for Jane to comment,
"That's got to be the worst case of puppy love I've ever seen."
We continue our conversation and I tell them that I hope to do computing
at
college. In return they tell me about their property and how they are
trying to create a rain forest micro-climate. We sit there for about an
hour talking about how the stockmen of old really stuffed things up,
clearing land so that the heavy tropical rains eroded the soil badly, and
what regrowth there was, was thick scrub which was to low to provide proper
shelter for the native animals and birds. All this time Katy is a soft,
warm lump in my side, saying nothing, just being there and I never want her
to go away.
But by this time it was getting late and the sun was about to set, so
reluctantly I excused myself, saying I had to head home before it got dark.
I thank them for a great time, and hope that I would be able to come back
and use their dam again. They reply in the affirmative and I take my
leave.
Katy walks with me to the boundary of their property holding my hand and
points out a shortcut back to my uncle's, she them pulls my head down to
her level and gives me a soft sweet kiss on the lips and saying, "Come back
tomorrow."
"I've got to," I laugh, "I'm still wearing your dad's pants." she then
kisses me again, gives me a big hug and turns back to her house. I stand
there and watch her until she disappears behind a clump of bamboo, turning,
I duck through the fence and return to my uncle's, and a cold, late tea.
Chapter 2 - A WALK IN THE BUSH.
Over the next few days I get to know Katy's family better and find myself
drawn more and more to her for reasons other than the sexual, indeed
nothing more than the occasional cuddle and her kissing me goodbye occurs
during this period.
Jimmy makes himself more and more obnoxious treating Katy like dirt;
ordering her around, stealing her lollies and trying to disrupt anything
she was doing, though he quickly learns that if I'm involved, to wait his
turn or be frozen out all together.
As I spend more time with the family I come to see the reason for this
behaviour, their parents are firmly of the opinion that only males are of
any use, accordingly Jimmy gets nearly all of the attention, indeed he's
encouraged to lord it over his sister. On the other side of the coin,
Katy's only function in life was to entrap a husband so that he would take
her would be off their hands. To accomplish this all Katy has to do is
look after her skin and teeth and look pretty. However as I get to know
the children better it becomes patently obvious that Katy can think rings
around her 'oh so superior' big brother.
I do not like the situation and while I am unable to do anything about it
directly, I give as much of my attention to Katy as possible. I am helped
in this by her parent attitudes, who see her as not really worth bothering
about.
In compensation for her parent's attitudes I encourage Katy in independent
thinking, teaching her how to put on a "public face" and how to hide her
real thoughts behind it. I discover in the course of conversations with
her that every time she starts to best her brother in their school work,
she is reined in and given work to do about the house, "being trained to
be
a good wife" I guess her parents would call it.
I show her how to keep her apparent performance behind her brothers by
deliberately getting answers wrong, while keeping track of her actual
performance in her head. This kid amazed me, she picks up on what I'm
getting at very quickly, indeed she thinks it's a great game. She has
already worked out for herself what her parents plans for her were and at
age nine she had already decided that she wanted no part of it and is
already beginning to make moves of her own in the directions I am
encouraging her.
Later we move onto the advanced subject of creative falsehoods, she already
has two of the three main rules of lying down pat:
1. Tell the truth in such a way as to be believed to be lying; and
2. Keep it simple and don't embellish;
She quickly picks up on the hardest one of all.
3. Tell part of the truth but lead the listener to reach an erroneous
conclusion.
Lazarus Long would have been proud.
One day about five days after my arrival, I visit the O'Conners and
discover that Jimmy has gone off with some older boys who live down the
road leaving Katy behind. The weather had turned a little cooler than it
had been to date and Katy decides she is going to take me for a walk on the
neighbouring cattle station, we check with her parents and they quickly
give their permission.
Katy takes me into the kitchen where we get a canteen of water and prepare
some lunch, then leads me off to the caravan, where she and her brother
sleep, so that she can put on some clothes. I start to wait outside but
Katy drags me in so that we can talk. She grabs a pair of knickers, and
stepping in one side, threads them through the crotch of her bathers and
puts her leg through the other side. She then strips off her bathing suit
and pulls on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, a scruffy pair of sandals and
a baseball cap completed the ensemble. Moving to the other end of the van
we half inch (pinch) her brother's knapsack, stow our provisions and my
towel and head on our way.
Leading me by the hand, she takes me to the back of their land where it
adjoins the cattle station, I hold the barbed wire apart while she clambers
through then follow her. Grasping my hand again she guides me through the
bush to where a track, used by the stockmen to get their trucks in and out,
runs. Hand in hand we walk down the track talking about various things.
As we walked I noticed, several piles of sawdust and hundreds of pieces of
timber, curved on one side and flat on the other.
"What are those?" I ask Katy.
"Oh that's where the sleeper cutters, cut up the logs from the trees they
cut down to make railway sleepers." she explains, "Those bits left over are
called flitches."
After about another fifteen minutes I see a bus up ahead and point it out.
"What's that doing here?"
"Issac lives in that," she tells me, He used to be a stockman on this
property and the owner lets him live here."
As we get closer I saw that the bus is all but derelict, it's up on blocks
and half of the windows have sheets of corrugated iron fastened over them,
a sort of shed walled on two side with flitches is attached to the side of
the bus, around the bus are a number of rough timber sculptures which have
been carved with an axe and chainsaw.
Issac is about seventy five years old with snowy white hair and a long,
unkempt, nicotine stained beard and moustache. Katy introduces us and we
exchange a few pleasantries. Issac offers us a drink and we accept.
Pouring from a large jug, he hands each of us a glass about half full of
some dark liquid, taking a sip I discover that he had given me and a nine
year old girl neat rum. I turn to say something to Katy but as I open my
mouth she up ends her glass and drains it in a single gulp.
Looking me in the eye she says, "drink your drink?"
Somewhat stunned, especially her at her ability to consume neat rum with
such ease, I comply, gasping as the raw neat liquid burns its way down my
gullet. After a few more minutes of conversation Katy says "Goodbye." to
Issac and we continue on our way.
After we are out of earshot, I turn to Katy and ask, "does he usually give
you rum to drink?"
She replies, "Yep and I like it, it makes me feel good."
"Does he ever try to do anything to you?"
"What do you mean?" she asks.
"Does he ever try to touch you like I did in the dam the other day?"
"No, never. I figure he might one day, but if he ever starts looking at
me
funny I just won't go back, besides I can run faster than him."
"Well you be very careful." I warn her, and we continue walking.
A couple of minutes later she stops, and says "You know when you rubbed my
privates and I felt really good?" I nod and she continues, "Well I tried
rubbing myself in bed, it feels kinda good but not like when you did it.
What am I doing wrong?"
I look around and spy a log by the side of the track and take a seat on it.
Katy perches herself on my knee and I ask her, "What do you know about
sex?"
"Can I say bad words" she asks.
"You can say any words you like. There aren't any bad words," I explain,
"what makes them bad is how you use them. Like if I said 'You're a fucking
cunt.' I'm saying something bad, but if I said 'I like fucking cunts.' I'm
just saying what I like to do, the words are the same but what I'm saying
with them is different."
"Oh, I see."
"Be careful who you use words like that around though, because most people
think that the words themselves are bad, and that they are really bad if
a
kid uses them."
"That's stupid."
"I know, but then most people are a bit stupid or have stupid ideas and the
smart people know that they have to act like the stupid people or they will
get in trouble."
"I get it, It's like my lessons. If I want to learn I've got to pretend
I'm stupid or I get stopped."
"Exactly, just remember that your parents aren't really stupid, they just
have an old fashioned, stupid idea about boys and girls. We're just extra
smart and can recognise the stupid ideas. Anyway, if you want to learn
about sex you'd better answer my question."
"O.K. I know that sex, uh fucking, is where a man puts his dick between a
woman's legs, uh in her cunt, and that's how they make a baby."
"Have you ever had a really good look at your pussy. That's another word
for cunt and I like it better and you wont get in as much trouble if the
wrong person hears you say it."
"Yeah, but I don't really know what all the parts are."
I lean over and get a stick and smooth an area of the ground with my foot.
"O.K., I don't have to be accurate then, just as well, because I can't draw
very well." Saying this I lift her from my knee, and sit her beside me on
the log, bending over I draw a rough sketch of the female and male
genitalia. (The penis erect, because I think that all the books used in
school are stupid.) As I do this I think of Socrates definition of a
school, A log with a teacher on one end and a student on the other.
Using the stick as a pointer I point out the various feature naming them
and explaining their function as I go: "These are the inner lips, they help
to keep dirt out of the vagina."
At this point Katy interrupts me and says, "I don't have any inner lips."
"Yes you do but they are pretty small at the moment, and when you stretch
your pussy open to look inside they disappear, they'll grow like your boobs
will when you get older. The inner lips are pretty sensitive and it feels
good when you rub them the right way. Anyway this is the entrance to the
vagina or cunt hole, it's a sort of tube which goes up inside of your body.
"These are the outer lips, they protect the inner lips and this the
clitoris or clit."
"How come my clit sticks out between them then?" She asks.
"You just have a big clit, just like some women have big tits."
"Is it bad that I have a big clitoris?"
"No, in fact I think it's good because you can do more things with a big
clit. The clit has thousands of nerve endings and is very, very sensitive,
when it gets rubbed the right way, it fills up with blood and gets bigger
and even more sensitive."
"Now this is a mans penis, dick, prick, cock and a whole lot of other
names, it's a lot like the clitoris because its also has lots of nerves in
it to make it sensitive, it fills up with blood to and gets big and hard
like this so it can be pushed up inside a woman's vagina, normally it's
smaller and soft and just dangles."
"I know," Katy interjects with a giggle, "I've seen my brother's, it looks
like a witchetty grub. What do you mean, it goes up inside the vagina, It
wouldn't fit, I put my finger in there and it sort of hurts, and I can't
put it in very far or it hurts even more. Just a sec, how come it didn't
hurt when you put your finger in the other day?"
"O.K., one thing at a time," I begin to explain, "When a woman or a girl,
gets sexually aroused or horny..."
"I've heard that word, what's it mean?"
"Horny? It means when her body gets ready to have sex."
"Oh."
"Anyway, when she gets horny the muscles around a girl's vagina relax and
loosen up, and special glands inside it produce a slippery fluid that
lubricates inside her vagina so you can put pretty big things in there
without it hurting, after all a baby has to come out of there."
Katy interrupts again, "You still haven't told me why my finger would only
go in a little way, a dick is much longer than my finger, do you only put
it in a little bit?"
"I was just getting to that, just inside your vagina is a piece of skin,
called a hymen or cherry, it stopped shit from going up inside you when you
were a baby, in the middle of it is a tiny hole just big enough to let
blood out."
"Blood?"
"I'll get to that in a minute, just be patient. O.K.?"
"O.K.."
"Well, the first time a girl has sex the mans penis is forced through the
hole in that piece of skin and it gets torn away, and his penis goes all
the way up inside.
"Doesn't that hurt a lot?" she asks a little apprehensively.
"Sometimes," I reply, "but some girls hardly feel it at all. It all
depends on how aroused a girl is when it happens, if she isn't turned on
(that means horny too) it hurts a lot, if she is just about to have an
orgasm she hardly feels it at all, the pain gets mixed up with all the good
feelings and her body can't tell them apart."
"Is that the only way it can get torn?"
"No, sometimes a doctor cuts it away, or it can get broken in an accident,
like if you fall on the bar of a boys bike or you can just push through it
with your finger."
"What about the blood."
"O.K., O.K., stand up and face me. Here inside you, " I trace on her belly
with my finger, "is a special organ called the uterus which is connected
to
the top of the vagina, and attached to it with tubes are two more organs
called ovaries. When you get older the ovaries will start making tiny
little eggs, one or two every month or so. These eggs travel down the
tubes to the uterus and if the egg isn't fertilised, your body will make
the lining of the uterus peel away and it will bleed a little for a few
days to wash the discarded lining and the dead egg out. Then your body will
make a new lining for your uterus and it happens all over again."
"How does the egg get fertilised?"
"Well," back to the drawings, "Here in this little sack called the scrotum,
are two glands called testicles, balls, or nuts, The make millions of tiny
little cells, called sperm, that look like tadpoles, when a mans cock is
rubbed up and down, like it was sliding in and out of a vagina, these sperm
travel through tubes inside his body where they get mixed with a slippery
fluid, then this comes spurting out of the end of his penis and if his
penis is inside a woman and it's the right time, one of the sperm might
meet up with her egg and fertilise it, it then sticks to the inside of her
uterus and starts to grow into a baby. Nine months later the uterus
squeezes the baby out."
"But why doesn't it feel as good when I rub it?" she asks.
"Well when you did it, did you rub yourself very softly, or did you just
push things around?"
"Just pushed them around I guess." she replies.
"O.K.. When you play with yourself, you either have to be very gentle or
slippery. The best way to do it is to just start out gently rubbing around
the outside, as it starts to feel better your vagina will start to make
that lubricating fluid, when this happens smear it around everywhere
especially on your clit. You can then push your finger or fingers in a
little bit, and rub your clit, as you get closer to your orgasm you can rub
harder, when you're really close you can rub much harder, just be careful
because pain feels like the good feelings then, so if you get too rough
you'll be sore afterwards. Just do what feels good and keep things
slippery."
"O.K., I think I know what to do now." she says.
"Just remember in a few year when you start bleeding your mother is going
to have a talk with you about these things. Remember to say 'Yuck' and
'how does it fit?' at the right times or she's going to want to know where
you learned this."
"I'm not stupid you know!" she says accusingly.
Finally, explanations over, we get up and continue our walk.
Five minutes later she turns in front of me and says, "I need to pee, close
your eyes." I think this is rather strange as we are surrounded by trees
but I comply, however, as soon as I hear her piddle hit the ground I open
my eyes and see her grinning up at me, looking down I see she has pulled
the leg band of her shorts and knickers to one side and is holding her
pussy lips apart with her hips thrust forward as she pees standing up.
When she has finished she giggles, "I knew you would look."
"Well what do you expect?" I reply.
She just giggles again, "Now it's your turn."
"It's a bit difficult now," I say, "as my penis is hard, and a man can't
piss with a hardon."
"Oooh, can I see it, can you make it shoot for me? That's what I really
want to see anyway."
I think about it for a while, half a second at least, then agree. I open
the fly of my shorts, and wrestle Woody from his confinement, I then clasp
him in my fist and pumping up and down I roll the foreskin back and forth
over the glans, explaining as I go, "This is called masturbating or jerking
off."
She stand slightly to one side looking on intently. "Can I try that?" she
asks.
I nod and remove my hand, I then take her hand and wrap it about my shaft,
and holding mine over hers I demonstrate to her the correct motion, taking
my hand away I look at her face, upon which is a look of intense
concentration. It only takes a dozen or so strokes of her hand before I'm
spewing cum everywhere. If the cum I had in the dam was painful then this
one was sheer agony, but the sort of pain that I would gladly experience
any time.
My first shots land nearly three meters in front of me, and I spurt eight
or nine times before it slows to a dribble coating Katy's hand, final an
eternity later I finish cumming, and have to stop her stroking, as I
explain to her how a man's penis is extra sensitive after he has cum.
She examines the cum coating her hand, rubbing it between her fingers and
sniffing at it.
"Some people like the taste of it, you know." I say.
She looks at me and says, "I will, if you do."
So scooping up a dollop of the end of my prick with my finger I pop it in
my mouth and suck it clean. Katy watches me for a moment then stick out
her tongue and takes a tentative lick. Stopping for a second, she rolls
her tongue about inside her mouth then sticks it out again and avidly licks
her whole hand clean. "I like it, it tastes great."
"I can tell." I laugh.
"Next time I want you to shoot it all in my mouth, so I can drink it all."
she says.
'Oh shit!' I think, Woody twitches and unsuccessfully tries to rise to the
occasion. Using my finger I wipe the rest of the cum off my prick and feed
it to her and she laps it up like it was ice-cream. Stuffing Woody back
in
my pants we continue on down the track.
As we walk Katy asks, "Was that an orgasm?"
"Yes," I reply, "that's what happens when a man has an orgasm."
"It looked really cool, did it feel good?"
"Very good, the best."
"Can I make it happen again? I want to taste it again, I like it a lot."
"You'll have to wait a little while," I say, "It takes a mans balls a
little while to make more cum."
"Cum?" She asks.
I explain, "It's another word for orgasm and sperm.
"It's getting on for lunch," I say. "why don't we sit down and eat?"
"There's a dam near here, we'll eat there." Katy replies. We soon arrive
at
the dam, and laying out my towel we seat ourselves under a tree nearby
where lunch is quickly demolished.
"Are you ready, to cum again?" Katy asks.
"I am, but don't you want to cum too?" I inquire in return.
"Yeah, I'd like that."
"Well, sit here." I guide her to sit on my stomach, straddling me, leaning
back against my knees, which are raised. Reaching down I push the leg band
of her shorts and knickers to one side, holding her pants out of the way
with my right hand I gaze at her pussy, "It's so beautiful" I murmur and
my
cock begins to harden behind her.
"Oh! I can feel your penis poking into my bum."
I slowly with feather touches of my left hand begin to trace circles on her
upper thigh, moving closer to her pussy with every circuit. "Oooh, that
tickles! It feels nice." After a minute or so, I am stroking my finger
over her pussy lips at the top of every circuit. "That's making me feel
all tingly in my tummy." "Your tummy or your pussy?" I ask. "Yeah my
pussy. You know saying those words makes it feel even better. It makes me
feel naughty and good when I say them."
"I know, that's one of the reasons, people don't want kids to say them or
to know about how good orgasms feel."
"But that's stupid!"
"What did I say about stupid ideas?" I ask, "But this stupid idea isn't
really that stupid, think about it for a bit, most kids aren't as smart as
you and wouldn't think about any bad things that might happen."
"What bad things?"
"Well what if I didn't really care how you felt, but only thought about
feeling good myself, some men are like that and it can be hard to tell the
difference. What if someone like that found a kid playing with herself and
just forced his cock up inside her without making sure she was ready first
then throwing her away when he is finished.
Even if it didn't hurt her body, it would hurt her mind because she would
know that he didn't like her but was just using her like a thing. And it
is even harder to heal a mind than it is to heal a body, because the mind
finds it very hard to forget things like that, and the poor girl ends up
feeling dirty and used. Even if the mind does manage to forget something
really bad it usually makes something else out of balance as well.
"So you see that it isn't such a stupid idea after all. Now talking like
this has made me feel a little sad so come up here and we'll cuddle for a
while."
We snuggle for a few minutes, when Katy asks, "So it's all right if the
people like each other, and they make each other feel good?"
"Almost," I say, "they should also make sure that no one else gets hurt
either, generally this means keeping your mouth shut, and not letting other
people see what is going on unless you want them to be part of it too."
We cuddle for a few more minutes until Katy asks, "Are you feeling better
now?" I nod, "Goody!" She quickly repositions herself and draws my hand
to
her crotch.
I begin gently stroking her through her knickers until a damp patch
appears, pulling the gusset to one side I gather some of the liquid weeping
from her slit on my finger tip, I begin to increase the pressure of my
strokes, allowing my fingertip to slip between her lips. More moisture
forms and I collect it and spread it around her sweet little pussy.
She is now very wet and I use the back of my right hand to hold her pants
aside and the fingertips to spread her lips apart. I'm now looking
straight into her vagina and can see her hymen, which glistens in the
dappled sunlight which filters through the leaves. With my left hand I
begin massaging her lubrication into her clitoris which is now standing
proudly to attention. Grasping it between my fingers and thumb I stretch
it, away from her body, then release it, letting it snaps back.
"Ohhh!" she exclaims.
I then move my fingers to the bottom of her crack, and insert the tip of
one into her tiny, incredibly tight hole, I gently work it in and out until
I have it inserted to the first knuckle and I'm rubbing up against her
virginity. Withdrawing my finger from her body, I move back to her clit
and begin masturbating it like a tiny cock, It is now standing well clear
of her vulva so I release her lips from my right hand and slowly insert my
right stinkfinger into her drooling cunny. I start a syncopating motion
pulling up with my left hand as I push my finger into her and back as I
withdraw. Her pussy lips are now flushed and swollen and she is beyond
speech, emitting little gasps and moans of pleasure. Suddenly she squeals
and her pussy grips my finger so tightly I can barely move it, I continue
my motions until she grips my left hand to stop it, but I continue to move
my right in an out but much slower than earlier.
Finally she releases the deathgrip on my left hand, I withdraw my finger
with an audible pop, and bring it towards my face, where I inhale, taking
in her exquisite aroma, then to my mouth where I suck it clean.
"Ohhh! that felt even better than the last time." She says, "Do I taste
nice?"
"The best." I say. Gathering more of her fluids on my finger, I present
it
too her, whereupon she sucks it dry with no hesitation.
"Mmm, nice, almost as good as your cum."
"Better." I say. She reaches between her legs coats her own finger with
her juices and feeds them to me. I then collect some more and offer it to
her. Taking turns we feed each other her juices until her crotch is as dry
as we can make it. Turning about she then cuddles up to my side, I kiss
her on top of her head and we snuggle silently for a few minutes.
Suddenly she looks up at me with a cheeky grin, "Your turn" she say's and
dives for my crotch, undoing the stud and zipper she tugs on my shorts, I
stand and she pulls them down to my ankles and I step out of them, she then
tucks the front of my jocks under my balls and gazes at my exposed
genitals.
Suddenly feeling as mischievous as Katy looks, I decide to introduce them,
"You weren't properly introduced before," I say, "Katy meet Woody. Woody
this is Katy."
"Pleased to meet you I'm sure." says Katy, and taking a firm grip, she
shakes him up and down.
Kneeling in front of me Katy begins to quickly stroke up and down. Taking
hold of her hand I stop her, saying "Take it slowly, the longer you can
make it last the better it feels when I do cum"
"O.K."
"Spit in your hand and get it wet, rub it all over the knob that'll make
it
feel even better."
She does this then grins again, "I've got a better idea, and slipping her
left hand between her legs she rubs her it back and forth for a while then
withdraws it coated with her juices, transferring these to the head of my
cock, she then goes back for more, all the while slowly stroking her right
hand up and down my engorged shaft. All the while she is masturbating me
she is alternately rubbing her cunt and then massaging her juices into my
glans.
It doesn't take much of this before I'm ready to shoot my wad, "Do you
still want that drink?" I ask.
"Oooh, yes please!" comes the immediate reply. I place my hand on my shaft
and she immediately removes her own and plunges it between her legs to join
the other where they both begin rubbing furiously. She opens her mouth
wide, pokes her tongue out and tilts her head back slightly, taking a step
forward I begin stroking furiously, half a dozen strokes later I shoot my
load, the first spurt misses, coating her cheek and forehead, beading in
her fringe. I quickly correct my aim, and the rest of my load finds the
intended receptacle.
As my spasms slow to a dribble I lay the head of my cock on her tongue,
finally I squeeze the last few drops onto her tongue. Looking into her
mouth I see that her mouth is so full I can't see her back teeth and long
strings of cum drool from her upper lip into the pool at the back of her
mouth. She closes her lips and swirls my cum around inside her mouth for
a
few moments, tasting it, before swallowing it with an audible gulp.
Suddenly she stiffens and shudders in front of me as she has another orgasm
of her own.
When she recovers she squeals, "I did it, I did it myself!"
"What do you mean?" I gasp.
"I gave myself an orgasm, it's the first one you didn't do for me."
I gather her up in my arms and she hugs me around the neck, squeezing
tightly, I hug her back, cupping her tiny arse in one hand the other
supporting the back of her head. I stand there holding this beautiful
woman-child thinking of nothing but how good she feels in my arms. Hours
or only minutes later she wriggles in my arms, as I release her she says,
"I feel all sweaty and sticky let's swim."
Suiting her actions to her words, she quickly strips off her T-shirt,
shorts and sandals and starts splashing into the water. removing my T-
shirt and kicking off my thongs I give chase and overtake her. Sweeping
her back up into my arms I roll her into a ball and lift her to my shoulder
then launch her towards the middle of the dam. I dive after the human
missile I've just released, grasp her mid-thigh and tug her beneath the
surface. Pulling her towards me I blow a "zoober" (TM Rudy Huxtable) into
her belly button, then rise to the surface. Katy erupts from the water in
front of me.
"I'm gonna get you for that!" she giggles.
My "Promises, promises." earns me a face full of water. Whilst I'm gasping
Katy disappears beneath the surface and jabs her fingers into my ribs
tickling me, as I laugh she rises from the water behind me and shoves my
head under.
When I rise she is nowhere to be seen. As I tread water, slowly turning to
look about me something soft and slimy hits the back of my head, I spin
about and barely have time to duck beneath the surface as another ball of
mud comes my way. In our play, back at her place, I'd noticed that she
nearly always swims off to the right and taking advantage of this, I swim
beneath the surface to where I think she should be, 'Ah gotcha!' I think
as
I see a small foot flash in front of my face. grasping it in one hand I
tow her nearer the edge of the water until my feet can just touch the
bottom. Still holding onto her foot I duck to the bottom and pick up a
good handful of mud. Returning to the surface I transfer my grip so that
I
am holding her about the middle and pull out the waistband of her knickers
and shove the slimy handful of mud down the back, cup her arse and rub it
into the crack.
"Katy's pooped her pants!" I jeer.
She quickly slips from my grasp and disappears beneath the surface,
returning moments later waving her knickers above her head and with a
deadly accurate throw, plasters them across my face. Wadding them into a
ball I throw them up onto the bank, my accuracy leaves a lot to be desired
and I land them in the middle of my T-shirt. Katy giggles, presents me
with the sight of her naked buttocks and disappears. Moments later It's
my
turn as a handful of mud is dropped into my jocks, and rubbed in.
Dropping and quickly turning I manage to snag an ankle before she can get
away. Maintaining my grip, as this seem to be the only way to keep hold of
her without wrapping both hands about her throat, I strip off my underpants
and drape them over her face. Taking them in one hand, she bends her knee
until she can wrap her arm around my neck, then taking deliberate aim she
throws them to land on my shorts.
Taking advantage of my surprise, she slips from my grasp and backs away
eyeing me warily.
"I give up," I say, "you win."
Katy swims back to me and wraps both arms about my neck and presses her
lips to mine as she accepts her(my) reward. I cup her arse in my hands and
allow my tongue to slip between my lips and lick hers. She pulls her head
back and looks at me questioningly.
"Open your mouth a little." I say, she complies and I turn my head to one
side and kiss her again, this time I slip my tongue into her mouth and lick
her teeth, then probe between them to find her tongue waiting for mine.
Quickly getting the idea, she responds enthusiastically and we spend a
delightful thirty seconds trying to pin each others tongues.
Pulling back for a moment she says, "I like that." then fastens her mouth
to mine again.
This time the kiss is a little slower and more sensual. Timing my
breathing to match hers, I wait until we both inhale then lift my feet from
the bottom and we both slip beneath the surface, slowly we sink until we're
resting on the bottom. I cup her arse in my hands and probe between the
cheeks with my forefinger until I find her pucker where I press gently.
I
feel her squeal into my mouth and she shoots to the surface. I rise with
a
grin, and find her looking at me accusing.
"What did you do that for? Its dirty!"
"I don't think it could be much cleaner than it is at the moment." I laugh,
splashing a little water into her face to make my point. "Did it feel
nice?"
"Yeah," she grins, "you surprised me, that's all." she says, and comes back
into my arms.
I look her in the eye, grin and deliberately push my fingertip up against
her asshole. Holding her like this I wade from the water to where our
clothes are, bending my knees, I set her feet on the towel and release her.
I step back and look her over carefully as this is the first time I've seen
her totally naked.
She is exquisite, her hair darkened by the water is plastered to her head
and falls to just above her kidneys, eyes sparkle in the sunlight and are
as blue as the sky above us. Her nose is small with just the tiniest hint
of an upward tilt, beneath it her mouth is partly opened, revealing pearly
white teeth behind perfectly formed bow shaped lips. A firm chin completes
her face. Supporting it a slender neck rises from shoulders toned by
swimming, Her chest is almost flat with only the slightest swell of breasts
hinting at that which is to come, surmounting these are tiny nipples, still
a pale pink barely darker than her tanned skin. Below, her belly is still
slightly rounded with the puppy fat of youth and centred in it is the cute
dimple of her navel just begging to be blown into. Her hips are still
those of a boy with none of the womanly roundness which will come later,
I
allow my gaze to travel lower taking in firm thighs, and calves, thin
ankles and her tiny feet.
Finally I allow my eyes to look at her center. This too is tanned, though
a little paler than the rest of her body. Her pussy is a rounded mound
with firm puffy lips and there is not even a hint of hair to conceal her
tight crack, surmounted by that incredible clit, still prominent even when
not engorged with blood. As I scrutinise her Woody rises to take a look
for himself.
Katy wriggles a little self consciously beneath my gaze then straightens
suddenly, placing her hands on her hips and setting her feet about a foot
apart. She returns my scrutiny with interest but her gaze is concentrated
on only one part of my anatomy, that one small proud piece of flesh, which
juts from a nest of dark curly hair, beneath it my balls are encased in a
sack tightened and wrinkled by the cool waters of the dam. Finally she
lifts her eyes to meet mine and with a grin asks, "Has Woody got another
drink for me?" I grin back and nod. "Good, I really like the taste of your
cum."
She quickly kneels in front of me and wraps both of her hands around my
shaft, allowing just the knob to remain visible. Her strokes soon have my
balls churning and they pull up until they are almost inside me. When I
reach for my shaft and indicate that I'm about to cum, she tightens her
grip instead of releasing me, and with a devilish grin, pops the head into
her mouth. This is the last straw and I groan, "Ohhh Shiiit!" It feels
like my balls are turning themselves inside out and her cheeks swell as I
pump wad after wad of scalding jism into her mouth. Finally I stop cumming
and collapse to sit on the towel pulling her to straddle my lap, my prick
sandwiched between her cuntlips leaking a final obscene drool onto her
belly just above her slit.
Before she can swallow, I bring my lips to hers and kiss her, forcing her
lips open with my tongue. My cum drools from her mouth into mine and I
swirl it around before pushing it back between her lips. We kiss,
exchanging my creamy jism back and forth until with a convulsive gulp she
swallows my cum.
"Why did you put my prick in your mouth?" I ask, surprised that she would
do such a thing without prompting.
"I didn't want to miss any like I did last time. Did you like it?"
"It was the best ever. Thank you." and I kiss her lips gently.
This time it's my turn for the devilish grin, and I slip my hand inside her
knees and under her to cup her arse. Lifting her I lick my juice from her
belly and plunge my tongue into her navel. As she giggles I slip her
calves over my shoulders and lie her back so that her head rests on my
crossed ankles. before she can move I begin laving the inside of her
thighs with the flat of my tongue coating them with moisture.
"Ohh, what are you doing?"
"Lie still and enjoy." I tell her. I then bend my head forwards and lick
from the crack of her arse, up over her slit and flick her clit with the
tip of my tongue. Katy's delighted squeal is loud enough to be heard back
at Issac's place.
Moving back, I then begin licking in earnest, back and forth up and down
her slit, I ignore her clit and concentrate on her pussy lips for a while.
After some time I use my fingers to separate them, plunge my tongue between
and give a broad flat slurp over her hole and forwards, stopping just short
of her clitoris. Her taste is divine. Nectar of the gods. Back I go to
circle the edge of her vagina with the tip of my tongue a few times before
rolling it into a tight cylinder and plunging it inside until I come up
against the barrier of her maidenhead, she is so tight I can barely fit my
tongue in. Again she squeals and this time grabs my head, I gently remove
her hands and place them back on the ground, beside my hips. I withdraw
my
tongue from her hole and finally pay some attention to her clitoris which
is fully engorged and visibly pulsing with her heartbeat, I slowly suck it
between my lips like a piece of spaghetti and flick my tongue over the tip.
Again she squeals. As she approaches orgasm I release it and lick the
juncture of her thighs and pussy lips until she has cooled down a little
then plunge my tongue back into her vagina. I tongue fuck her for a while
then return to he angry red clitoris. Again she approaches her peak and
again I back off before she can cum. I keep on teasing her to near orgasm,
then retreating until she is babbling incoherently, "so good, ... so good,
ohhhh ... please (ah) make (ah) me (ah) cum, soooo goood" finally after
about five minutes she is just babbling "please, oh please, ohhh
pleeeeeessssse" over and over again.
Finally I relent, and I take her clit between my lips and suck hard,
flicking my tongue rapidly back an forth over the tip. She cums with a
screech that hurts my ears, and clamps her thighs so tight it feels like
she might break my neck and her upper body thrashes uncontrollably on my
crossed legs. As she starts to come down from her peak I cover my teeth
with my lips and bite down on her clit and pull my head back until it is
stretched tight, then release it to snap back to her body. Again she cums,
back again suck, flick, flick, flick, bite, pull, release, over and over
again until her body goes limp and finally, I cease my onslaught.
Untangling her legs from around my neck I right her body and cuddle her in
my lap rocking gently back and forth until she regains consciousness. A
minute later her eyelids flicker and she looks up at me.
"How was that?" I ask in a whisper.
"It was so good I thought I was going to die." she whispered back. "I
didn't know it could happen more than once."
"That's where girls have it better than boys, most can cum over and over
again until they pass out. I read about it once and I just had to try it."
I cuddle her like that for a while until she squirms in my lap and turn to
straddle my lap. Reaching down between us she grasps my now erect penis,
and asks, "How do you know when a boy is about to cum?"
'Uh oh', I think, "Well his balls pull up tight to his body and the knob
on
the end of his dick gets even bigger and turns a darker colour."
She nods and says with an absolutely wicked grin, "Good, maybe you can only
cum once at a time, but I'm gonna tease you until you beg for mercy."
'Oh shit! What sort of monster have I created?' I ask myself.
"Can I do you with my mouth too, or do I have to use my hands to make you
cum?" she asks.
"You can use your mouth, it's called a blow job. And what I did to you is
called cunt licking or lapping."
Moving to kneel beside me, she pushes on my chest until I'm lying flat on
my back. Sticking her tongue out she starts to lick the all over the head
of my cock and down the shaft, then opening her mouth wide she pops the
head between her lips.
"Watch your teeth." I say as they scrape over the flare on the top of my
glans.
"Sorry." she mumbles around my cock.
"Don't speak with your mouth full." I say.
"FUCK!!!" I scream and double up in agony as she jerks her head back in
laughter and her sharp lower teeth scrape the sensitive underside of my
knob.
My erection wilts like a candle in a blast furnace, while her expression
quickly changes to one of concern. "Did I hurt you?" she asks the
contrition in her voice patently obvious.
"Yes," I reply, pointing to the two red scrape marks left by her sharp
little teeth, "this area just under the head is very sensitive."
"I'm very sorry. Let me kiss it better." With this she takes my wilted
member in her hand and lavishes it with nibbling kisses and wet licks. My
hardon rapidly revives and returns to its previous rigidity.
"What should I do now?" she asks.
"Just do what you were doing before AND be careful with your teeth."
She return her attentions to my cock and slurps it into her mouth until the
knob is rubbing at the back of her throat. Bobbing up and down, she sucks
hard, swirling her tongue around the tip at the top of her stroke. (She
may not have done this before, but her unbridled enthusiasm, coupled with
her native intelligence make her one hell of a natural cock sucker.)
Keeping her right hand wrapped around my shaft she cups my balls in her
left, gently rolling them in her palm. When she feels them tighten she
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