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usual disclaimer: be of age to read; pure fiction; no reposting for
profit; property of the author.
author's note: more to cum...! ~o.
"Par-don the Hard-on" ~oafish
part 4
It was just a quick dash through the showers before I left Jim standing
there under the hot water. He was laughing and humming as he
languorously soaped up his belly, obviously on his own cloud nine. My
mind was doing a jig, even as I furiously danced and scrabbled to get
into my clothes.
_'How had I just let things get carried away with the little girl?
My life was hanging by a thread! One misplaced word to the wrong
person and I'd loose everything I'd worked so hard for over the years!
What of all the publicity that would come out? Legal expenses
would bankrupt me! My distant family would all be nodding their
heads with their superior, 'tsk-tsk, wouldn't you just know it!',
attitudes!'_
_'Would I end up with 'Bubba' for a cellmate?!'_
I had really worked myself up into a mental lather of doubt and fear by
the time I hit the exit door! Practically bursting into the warmth
of the late afternoon sun, I turned the corner to the parking lot and
momentarily froze in my tracks. MY mind stopped it's incessant reeling
as I took in the precious sight of what awaited me.
Some thirty feet away, the backs of her little black loafers were topped
by the delicate, white ruffles of her ankle socks... which led my eyes
up the long, graceful, sweeping curves of her nut-brown legs. With her
feet apart, Pamela's bent forward frame had drawn her pleated little
skirt up until it barely covered her ass. Her hands were on the upright
knees of the little girl sitting on the landscaping curve in front of
her. As Pamela jabbered away at the little girl, she was unconsciously
wagging the girls legs open and closed, open and closed. Framed between
the luscious brown of Pam's legs, and contrasting to the hanging drape
of the front of her skirt, 'cuddle's' pristine, fully packed, cotton
panties repeatedly flashed their creviced innocence at my eyes!
The closer I got, the more details assaulted me. The dimpled chubbiness
of her pale thighs! The tauntness of the soft, thin fabric, with all
those tiny stretch-wrinkles at the edges! That miniscule hump near
the top of that shadowed crevice! Impending Doom fled from my mind
as I overheard Pam's quiet tirade.
"Yup... Lot's of fun! ...And I know there's a whole lot more coming!...
*IF*... If we keep our traps shut! No bragging about today... not to
anyone! Not *one word... period!* ...Cause if anything leaks out
about our 'playing around', it'll all stop... and we'll both be in a
*whole lot of Big Trouble!*
'Cuddles', (I later found out her name was Penny), was enthusiastically
nodding her understanding and agreement as she stared up at Pam with a
huge smile on her face.
My hand gilded up the smooth, thin fabric of the back of Pam's school
blouse as she straightened up. Nowhere did I feel the ridges or
bumps of a ludicrous 'training bra'; only the one layer separated my
tingling fingertips from the warmth of her skin. Helping the little
girl to her feet, I remarked that she was a delicious little secret...
and that Pam was right... We were lucky enough that we could keep this
secret just for ourselves... just the three of us, and 'Uncle Jim', of
course. Our own secret...
...After-School Play Club.
When I opened the door of my ancient, big-ass Chevy, little Penny just
vaulted, with her dark hair flying and a momentary glimpse of white
panties, into the back seat. Pam slipped under the steering wheel
and slid over, making room for me. As I slid the key into the ignition,
I glanced at the girl and a question came blurting out.
"Pamela... and... ?"
"Penny," she replied.
"Pamela and Penny. There *is* a similarity about your eyes, but you're
not telling me that you're sisters...are you?! I mean you're just so
physically different! Hair, general body-type, skin color, facial
features... and... well, everything!"
She just giggled again, and climbed up on her knees to give me a quick
kiss on the cheek with one little bud mashing into the side of my arm.
There was real humor in her eyes as she explained.
"We get that all the time. We're the Monster Mongrel Club! Oh,
the same Mom and Poppy, but we've got so many races in us... that,
well... Grandma used to say that every baby was a new family surprise!
Poppy's mostly Chinese... and a little French. Mom had all the
rest... Ethiopian, Arapaho Indian, Irish... and I think Spanish..." as
she ticked them all off on her fingers. "Grandma used to know it all
for sure, but Poppy gets kinda, well, 'confused'."
"I think I understand. Such a varied background that each new baby
had it's own dominate characteristics! How absolutely wondrous!
A new standard of beauty, with each new baby! But not mongrels,
Gorgeous-one... you're Glorious-Hybrids-of-Perfection!" I ranted in my
amazement. Then seeing her little frown of confusion, I relented by
whispering in her ear.
.."I'll just call you my little Wonder-Mutts!"
These marvelous revelations were met by a significant comment from the
back seat. A purring snore let us know how very important Penny
thought it all was!
Starting the car, I glanced at the sleeping girl as I backed out of the
parking space. Her almost black hair, fanned out across the seat,
framed the paleness of her predominantly oriental-pale skin. A
small, pouty mouth was slightly open as she buzzed in comfort. She
had her school-jumper pulled up about her waist with her succulent, fat,
little legs splayed open and one hand buried deep in her panties.
She looked happy.
"Told ya she was my sister!" Pam sniggered at me!
When I asked her for her address and realized that we were only fifteen
or twenty blocks from her home, I regrettably knew we'd be there in no
time. Pulling out into the street, there was a pressure on my
thigh... Pam had swung around and was lying across the seat with her
head on my leg.
"Since we've got a ride... maybe we don't have to get right home? I
kinda don't want the fun to stop just yet," she pointedly hinted with
her fingers twiddling at the top button of her blouse.
The thinness of the fabric hardly hid the darker forms of her immature
buds as they strained against their confinement. The back of the
pre-teen's head was grinding at my lap as she held her lower lip between
her teeth... and the little 'v' of honey-brown pulsing at her throat
elongated as she reached for the second button.
The very back of a Mc Donald's parking lot was our temporary salvation.
By the time the engine was off she had all the buttons undone.
Pulling her blouse open and out of the waistband of her skirt... she
arched that boney ribcage into my waiting palm! I hadn't really had
a good look at her tiny titties before; and as my fingers encircled the
one, my eyes feasted on the other. _*'Pointed golf-balls!'*_ flashed
through my mind! _'Brownish, rose-purple golf-balls topped by
deep... by *deep pink pebbles!'*_ And when I squeezed one between my
thumb and two fingers... it grew to become a spire with that hardened
tip straining for my eyes!
"mmmm....eeeewwwww-HUuuuu!" escaped her lips as I scraped a fingernail
across her sensitive little nipple. "Wou... would... ja' kiss
'em-mmm?... I wish they were bigger for you!"
The weight of her head left my tented pants as I helped her to her
knees. Her blouse hanging open before me, she had her back to the
drive-in and my fingers meshed with the corrugations of her skinny,
little-girl ribs. I felt her chin rest on the top of my head as I pulled
her into the waiting maw of my mouth. Open lips wetly engulfing an
entire bud, I could feel the thud of her heart against the tip of my
nose! I twirled my tongue around and around before sucking and pulling
my head back to stretch her tawny flesh. Lips clamped tightly about her
hard pebble... I raked the tip with my tongue and she gave a little
gasping squeal as her quivering tittie snapped free!
"Absolute perfection!" I mumbled against her chest as I slurped the
other tittie into my drooling mouth. "They're just absolutely perfect
the way they are, Sweetie!"
Back and forth... one to the other... licking, sucking... gently
gnawing... I gleefully slobbered all over her chest! Pam's fingers
were alternately clutching at my boner through my pants, and fumbling
with my zipper. Little squeals of delight escaping her trembling
excitement she was trying to communicate her hunger.
"I've.... eeeeennnn!... I've never-r-r-r-r-*r-r-r!*... I've never seen a
real... ahhh-*re-e-a-l!*... hardon-nn-on... before today! P...
peee... peen-isss-esss... sure! But, ne-e-evvv-*errrr!* a hard... a
*hard, hard-on!*"
I didn't quite understand Pam's explanation, but I was more than happy
to help her satisfy her curiosity! As she managed to get my fly
open, I raised up enough to scoot my pants down over the back of my ass
and allow sufficient slack for her to have all the access she'd need. My
fingers were kneading and twirling about her marvelously saliva slimed
titties as her long, slim, little fingers cooly wrapped around the
flaming heat of my cock.
"It *is* hard!... really hard! And... *hot!*"
"That's all your fault, girl! You're the one that's made it all
excited! It's standing at attention to honor your b-b-beauty!" I
stuttered as her lips spread over my mushroom.
"I'm gonna taste it all, this time!" she exclaimed with a little lick.
"I've never seen cum jump out like that... an', giggle, I want it to
squirt in my mouth!"
I shelved my questions about where she'd learned all this, and just gave
myself over to the moment as her lips slid down my shaft! So soft!
Yet so firm and wet! Her mouth would sluice down to her little
fist... then tighten as she sucked up to the flange and her tongue would
swipe across the tip of my mushroom! Again and again... slowly...
deliberately... as though she were teasing... or maybe savoring every
inch she could engulf! She was humming with her enjoyment! A
drawn-out, 'ummmmm', on the sucking upstroke; a grunted little, 'Hmm',
as she dove back down.
Her hot little body was resting on my outstretched arm as my fingers
fumbled up a kneeling leg under her skirt. Damp, gelatinous heat met
my touch... *she wasn't wearing any underwear!* Down and up she
went, as my finger split her vulva. The wet heat of the girl's labia
slimed each side of my middle finger as it broached the entrance of her
seemingly insatiable hunger! My index and ring fingers mashed into
and spreading her lips, my middle finger curved into her heat to the
second knuckle, the meaty part of the base of my thumb jammed against
her mons and clit... Pam just humped and wagged her ass about as she
continued to swallow my cock!
"Hmm... ummmmmm!... hmm... ummmmmm!" was soon joined by my,
"Y-e-e-sss!... ohhhhhH, Y-E-E-es-s-S!"
Those 'squelching' noises and our vocal appreciation started building.
Faster... Deeper... My hips began to drive upward with each stroke!
Deeper!... my finger plunged into her tight little twat! Faster...
*oh, quick!, faster!*
My thighs turned into concrete on the bottom of the steering wheel! Her
pelvis shuddered in my grip as her honey-dripping hole milked my finger!
She screamed through her nose when my cock swelled and throbbed
cascade after cascade of salty splooge down her gullet!
I heard my groan of spent satisfaction as I relaxed to the feel of her
licking tongue. Pam's little cunny still held my finger as she
licked and slurped on the excesses of her talent.
It was only then that I realized that the snoring had stopped. A
smilling little oriental face peeked over the back of the seat and
seriously asked.
"Well...? Did you save me some?"
Pamela just happily snicker when I replied with, "Next time for sure,
Penny...
...*"Par-don the Hard-on!"*