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Maile And Her Uncle Kurt (pedo, cons)
written by PeachKisser2004
Part 1 - Setup, intro, slow
Maile bounced in the door after school, thoughts of the weekend ahead in
her mind. The pretty little five-year-old was so happy because her mommy
had told her that her favorite uncle, Uncle Kurt, was coming to visit
soon. Now that was all Maile could think about as she rushed to her room
to change.
Maile shimmied out of her little sundress and peeled her panties down,
leaving them in a pile on her bedroom floor. Since her bedroom was near
the side door to the swimming pool, she dashed naked out the door and
splashed into the pool, relishing the feel of cool water all over her
smooth little body. Uncle Kurt was coming next week her mommy said, and
tomorrow Maile was having her best friend Tammy over to swim after school.
This gave Maile an idea. Tammy had never met Uncle Kurt, so she looked
forward to playing with her friend and telling her all about Uncle Kurt,
then maybe Tammy would get to meet Uncle Kurt next week.
Swimming to the shallow end Maile sat down on the rough concrete pool
steps, feeling the gritty pool surface against her little round bottom.
Maile was a thin little girl, unlike her pudgier friend Tammy.
Half-Vietnamese, half-caucasian, Maile was cute beyond all measure, with
that exotic "half breed" skin, no tan lines anywhere thanks to living in
Hawaii and swimming naked almost every day, and the cutest little smile,
still with little milk teeth, now with gaps between them making her even
cuter.
Thinking more about her Uncle Kurt, Maile slipped her fingers down to her
little coochie, tucked ever so tightly down between her legs as she sat on
the steps. "I wish Uncle Kurt was here now!" she said quietly as she
started touching her little trickle-slit, touching all those soft little
special places down inside there, like her little peehole, her
trickle-hole, and especially her tiny little clitty-bump up near the top
of the little slit.
Maile shivered as her tiny flat titty-nipples perked up from the cold
water and the stimulation of her fingers. She rubbed herself faster,
hoping to get that "special" feeling, but it didn't really seem to work
all that well, and then she remembered: she never seemed to be able to get
that "special" feeling when swimming in the cold pool, unlike the hottub,
so she thought "I'll have to ask Uncle Kurt to help me in the cold pool,
when he gets here, and maybe he can help me get that good feeling in the
pool too. I bet he knows what to do..."
Splashing off into the deep end, Maile swam around and frolicked in the
pool until she heard her mommy calling her inside for dinner.
End of Part 1
Part 2 - Tammy comes over to swim
The next day Maile's little friend Tammy came over. Tammy and Maile were
in the same school so they just rode the same school bus home and both of
them got off at Maile's house.
Tammy was the same age as Maile but she was not nearly as mature. People
often mistook little Tami for being three years old, when in fact she was
five. Part of it was that she was very small in stature for her age, but
another part was she was very pudgy and round, her body completely covered
in babyfat still.
The other thing about Tammy was her personality was much more shy and
retiring, far more trusting than Maile. To this end, Maile was definitely
"the boss" in this relationship, and took it upon herself to guide the
development of her darling little pudgy friend.
As soon as they were in the front door Maile's mommy greeted them both
with hugs and asked how their school was today, asked how they were doing.
Maile's mommy liked Tammy because she played so well with Maile.
After her mommy had wandered off, Maile said "Let's go swim!"
"But I didn't bring my swimsuit!" said Tammy simply. Another thing about
Tammy was that she wasn't too smart, and Maile had to remind her that not
having a suit was no problem here at Maile's house.
"We don't need our swimsuits silly!" said Maile, pulling off her little
teeshirt and putting her hands on her hips and looking at her friend with
mock disdain. "Do you forget every time?" she said accusingly.
Tammy's face brightened. "Oh yeah, we just take all our clothes off..."
"Yep, just take 'em off," said Maile, shimmying out of her little shorts
and standing there only in her little pale pink cotton panties, waiting
for Tammy to make a move. Tammy just stood there, looked shy and twisted
in place, looking down at her toes.
"What's wrong? Come on!" said Maile. "Take your clothes off!"
"Um, are you sure it's okay?" said Tammy, looking around the living room
uncertainly.
"Sure, we've done it before, 'member?"
"Yeah, but, I dunno..." said Tammy, twisting her little hips around and
squirming more, delaying taking off her clothes.
"Here, I'll help you," said Maile helpfully, and walked over and gripped
Tammy's little teeshirt and began tugging it out of the elastic waistband
of her little terrycloth miniskirt. At Maile's touch Tammy became
completely compliant and lifted her arms, as she really trusted and looked
up to Maile, who just seemed so much stronger and more-certain than she
was.
Maile peeled Tami's shirt off and then put her hands on Tammy's miniskirt
to tug it down and Tammy shrieked "No wait!"
Surprised, Maile stood back a moment. "What?"
"I'm embarrassed," said Tammy, blushing.
"Why, you and I are both girls!"
"No, I..." Tammy couldn't continue.
"What's wrong?" said Maile. For her age she was a very sensitive child and
she could tell her good friend wasn't happy now.
"I, um, I had an accident today," said Tammy unhappily.
Maile took a step back. "Did you make peepee in your panties?"
Tammy looked miserable, just stood there nodding.
"That's gross! You have to take them off then!"
"No," said Tammy, "I already took them off at school... that's why I'm
embarrassed, my panties are already gone!" she blurted out.
"Oh." Maile paused a moment.
"I don't wanna be the first one naked!" said Tammy earnestly, looking
uncertainly around the living room again, as if someone was watching.
"Well, then I'll take mine off first!" Maile grabbed her panties and
whisked them down and stood naked before Tammy, saying "See, now I'm naked
too!"
The sight of Maile's little bare pussy put Tammy a bit more at ease, and
she said "Okay," but still made no move to drop her miniskirt.
Maile had an idea. "Can I maybe peek under your skirt?" Tammy nodded
meekly.
Maile lifted the clingy little garment up her first-grade friend's pudgy
tapered legs, holding her breath until the tiny little peach of Tammy's
prepubescent vulva came into view. "Yep, no panties!" agreed Maile in a
business-like tone, admiring Tammy's vulva. Maile felt a little twinge in
her own vulva at the sight of her friend's slit, and it made her feel all
funny inside. Maile admired Tammy's pussy a moment longer before letting
the skirt slip back down.
"Come on, let's go swim!" said Maile, grabbing Tammy's skirt at the
waistband and wriggling it down the youngster's hips. In a moment both
girls were stark naked, standing in the living room and giggling at each
other.
"Your coochie looks so different than mine!" said Maile with amazement.
"Nuh uh!" said Tammy defensively, not wanting to be seen as different or
unusual in any way, even though she was clearly far paler than Maile,
almost ghostly white in fact.
"Yeah, look how much bigger your coochie is," said Maile. Maile stood
closer to her friend and thrust out her own hips. "Here, push yours out!"
said Maile, and Tammy timidly put her hands on her hips and thrust
forward. The bulge of Tammy's hairless vulva was enormous compared to
Maile's, and Maile looked down and said "See? Your's is way bigger!"
"I guess," said Tammy reluctantly.
"Here, watch this," said Maile, walking forward with her coochie still
pushed forwards until she was almost to Tammy, who just watched puzzled as
her friend approached.
With a little wiggle and a push, Maile pressed her bulging bare vulva
right against Tammy's mound, and both girls shrieked with delight and fell
back laughing.
"That felt so weird!" said Tammy.
"It sure did! Let's do it again!"
More deliberately now, the two little girls stood close to each other,
pushing their coochies out as far as they could, and when they touched
this time they just sighed at the wonderful feeling of the two little
hairless pussies rubbing warmly against each other. Maile held Tammy's
shoulder to steady herself and said "Here, you stay still, I'll move."
Bending her legs slightly and getting onto her tippy toes, Maile began
rubbing her pussy mound up and down over the bulging pale mound of her
friend. "See how different our skin is?" said Maile, pointing down at
their touching genitals.
"Yeah, mine is so white!" said Tammy with embarrassment.
"No, it looks neat together!" said Maile, reassuring her friend.
Suddenly both girls shivered, and Maile noticed that both she and Tammy's
nipples had gotten all hard, turned into tiny little pointy nibs like
pencil erasers.
"Wow, that feels so good!" said Maile as she took a step back from her
friend, who agreed.
"Come on, let's swim now!" said Maile, and both naked little waifs ran out
to the pool to swim. They laughed and swam around and splashed each other
for hours and hours, as only two five year olds can do.
Once they got out of the pool it was late and Tammy's mommy was coming to
get her soon. As they were drying off and dressing back up in the living
room Maile told Tammy about her favorite Uncle Kurt. "He's really
handsome," explained Maile.
"What does 'handsome' mean?" said Tammy innocently.
"It means he's really pretty, but pretty for a man," explained Maile. "Oh
and he's really strong too."
Tammy just nodded, seemingly unimpressed.
"Uncle Kurt is coming to visit soon, and he and I always play really fun
games," said Maile, fishing for her friends interest.
"What kind of games?" asked Tammy.
"Well, my favorite game is when we take showers together," said Maile.
"You take showers with your Uncle?" said Tammy incredulously.
"Sure, it's fun!"
"But he's a man, right?"
"Yeah, of course!"
"I've never seen a man without clothes," said Tammy. "I walked in on my
daddy one time when he got in the shower, but he got so mad at me that I
ran out before I saw anything!" Her eyes went wide.
"Oh, some men are like that, but not my Uncle Kurt." continued Maile,
patting Tammy on the shoulder.
"In fact, Uncle Kurt never gets mad. He's really happy all the time, and
we have so much fun together. Hey, maybe you can come over and play games
with us sometime!" said Maile brightly.
"Hmm, I guess so," said Tammy, still unsure. Suddenly there was a honking
horn outside and Tammy had to go.
End of Part 2
Part 3 - Uncle Kurt arrives
Maile was reading when she heard the front door slam and heard the
familiar voice. "Yaaay!" she shrield and ran out into the living room.
"Uncle Kurt is here!" Maile ran into her handsome Uncle's arms, and he
swept the little cherub up and hugged her tightly, showering her face with
kisses until she was giggling and squirming uncontrollably. Maile really
loved her Uncle Kurt and was so happy to have him here to visit!
When the initial kissing assault was over, Maile caught her breath from
all her giggling and leaned back to look at her Uncle, as he held her
against his chest. "Do you wanna go take a shower now Uncle Kurt"
"Oh wow sweetie, I sure do! I'm all dirty from the airplane ride!" Maile
squirmed out of his arms and he let her drop, and the cherub sprinted off,
yelling "Come on!"
Maile got into the bathroom and stripped down immediately, then turned
naked to the door and watched her Uncle come in, his face immediately
brightening. "My, my, you sure do undress quickly!" he said with a smile.
"Come on, let's shower!" she said, reaching for her uncle's belt buckle,
tugging at it. In moments her Uncle was naked, and Maile smiled at him as
she admired his thingy, which was still sort of soft and dangly, but she
could see already that his thingy was getting longer already.
Maile hopped into the tub and started the water, and using the hand-held
shower she sprayed down her Uncle and then her Uncle grabbed the shower
and sprayed her down and they giggled and laughed and tickled each other.
"Do me first!" said Maile at last, grabbing the soap and handing it to her
uncle eagerly. Maile loved the feel of her uncle's strong hands roving
wetly over her little body, soaping her up. She stood while he knelt in
the tub, and he washed her neck, her back, her shoulders, her arms,
soaping up everywhere very thoroughly, washing her clean.
"Okay, time to wash your bottom," said Kurt, and Maile turned around and
presented her darling little tushy to her horny Uncle's view. By now
Kurt's penis had become completely erect and he admired her wet little
behind as he soaped his hands up thoroughly.
"Bend forward and put your hands on the wall," said Kurt. Maile complied,
bending at the hips. "Spread your legs sweetie," said Kurt.
Reaching delicately out with soapy hands, Kurt kneaded both of the little
cheeks in his hands, kneading the child's damp skin, squeezing the little
globes of flesh. "Oh sweetie, you have the most darling little bottom
ever!" he said sincerely.
"Thank you," said Maile, turning back to look at what her uncle was doing.
Maile noticed that her Uncle's thingy had gotten all hard and she pointed
back at it. "Uncle Kurt, your thingy is hard!"
He chuckled and looked down at his erection. "Yep, it sure is... do you
know why it's hard?" Maile shook her head.
"My thingy got all hard because your little bottom looks so good," Kurt
explained, squeezing the little buttcheeks in his hands, working his
thumbs down between her thighs, into the little hollow immediately below
her round bottom.
"Really?" said Maile. She knew all about why his thingy was hard, but she
just liked to hear it from Uncle Kurt. She wiggled her soapy little rear
end just a little bit. "Do you really like my bottom?"
Kurt let out a low groan as he kept soaping her little wiggling rear end.
"Oh yes sweetie, I really do," he said, blood pounding furiously in his
cock.
Now it was Maile's turn to groan, because her Uncle had shifted his hands
down further, and he reached a soapy digit up between her legs and planted
it right atop her tiny budding clitoris, pressing firmly and stroking up
and down. "Oh Uncle Kurt, that feels so good!"
"Good, we have to make sure you're all clean here," murmured Kurt. He
reached both of his hands between the child's thighs and massaged her
puffy outer genitals, soaping up the skin and rubbing in gentle circles.
He heard Maile let out a long sigh of contentment as he manipulated her
genitals from behind.
After a while Kurt announced "Okay, your bottom's all clean, let's do the
front!" Maile stood up and turned around. "Oh, I thought you were already
doing the front," she said, her legs wobbling noticeably as she turned.
"Oh no, I have to do the front properly!" asserted her Uncle, soaping his
hands up further and staring in anticipation at the child's privates,
tucked wetly between her soapy thighs.
Kurt was on his knees so he drew Maile close to him and plunked her bottom
onto his upper thigh, giving her a place to sit. She shifted and brushed
her soapy leg against his swollen erection and he grunted in surprise.
"Ooops, sorry!" said Maile. "No problem sweetie!" he smiled at her.
Steadying her with one arm behind her tiny frame, Kurt reached down and
cupped his niece's tiny vulva with a soapy hand, working up and down
slowly, squeezing her firm little peach, working all the way from way down
by her bottom and on up to almost her belly button.
"Oh Uncle Kurt, that feels so nice!" sighed Maile, throwing an arm around
her Uncle and hugging him closer. Kurt began to focus his fingers more and
more on the little slit that ran down the middle of Maile's pussy, and
soon he touched her swollen little clitoris, making the child jump and
twitch with pleasure.
Steading up a constant up-and-down rhythm, Uncle Kurt began to focus and
stimulate Maile's little clitoris, and the child began to whine softly in
his arms. "Oh, oh, oh," she said very quietly, almost little whimperings.
Drawing the child closer to him he kept up the stimulation until he felt
her begin to tense up, and then the tension kept building until she stuck
her legs out straight and he had to hold onto her as tightly as he could
to keep her from falling away from him in the tub. Uncle Kurt kept
circling his fingers on her pussy slit all this time and Maile gasped and
groaned through her childish little orgasm.
Soon Maile's pussy became too sensitive and she slammed both hands down
into her crotch, banging Kurt's hands. "Oh, no, no!" she said. Uncle Kurt
froze his hand, feeling her twitch and relax more in his arms. He
whispered into her ear "Did you like that sweetie?" Maile just nodded,
breathless still.
After a few more minutes Uncle Kurt gave her soapy little pussy another
quick squeeze, and Maile shrieked and jumped, giggling at the sensations.
"Well, I think you're all nice and clean now!" said her Uncle brightly.
"Do you think it's my turn yet?" he asked her. She nodded eagerly,
standing up from his lap, her bottom all soapy still.
Now that it was Maile's turn to wash Uncle Kurt, she stood behind him as
he sat in the tub, scrubbing his back and neck and arms. Stepping over
Uncle Kurt to stand in front of him, Maile smiled as Uncle Kurt's eyes
followed her pussy slit intently, a giant smile on his face.
Now she stood in front of Uncle Kurt, her little hairless pussy right in
front of his eyes, as she finished washing his neck and chest and tummy
from the front. Uncle Kurt reached out again to her pussy and cupped the
child's tiny genitals in his fingers, rubbing the wet skin. "You really
have a darling little coochie, sweetie," he added. Maile just smiled.
"Okay, stand up now!" said the little cherub in a sing-song voice. As she
suspected, Uncle Kurt's thing was all hard still, and as he stood up, it
was sticking straight out in front of him, and that made Maile giggle.
"Oh Uncle Kurt, look!" She pointed at his giant penis. "Your thingy is all
hard still! Shall I should wash it now?" Uncle Kurt just nodded, so Maile
soaped up her hands and reached out to the enormous organ.
She giggled as her Uncle started groaning while she washed his great big
penis-thingy. Maile had to use both hands to fit around her Uncle's giant
thingy and she made sure there was plenty of soap so that it felt really
good for her favorite Uncle.
Maile knew how much Uncle Kurt liked having his thingy washed, and she
knew how good it made his thingy feel inside when she rubbed it like this,
with her hands all soapy and slippery. She was careful not to rub too hard
on the very end of it, because her Uncle had taught her how that was the
most-sensitive part on a man's penis-thingy, so she had to be careful, but
that she could rub the main long part as fast as she wanted.
Maile smiled and felt proud that she knew so much about her Uncle's penis-
thingy, and started moving her little hands faster and faster.
"Oh sweetie, that feels so good for Uncle Kurt!" hissed her Uncle, staring
down at her through slitted eyes. He steadied himself with one hand
against the tiled wall and one hand on Maile's shoulder. She loved to feel
his strong hands squeezing her little shoulders as she kept washing the
giant organ before her, watching as her uncle groaned with pleasure.
"How long should I wash it?" asked Maile.
"Oh sweetie, please just keep washing it for right now," hissed her uncle.
"It won't be much longer..." his voice trailed off into another groan.
"Oh no, I forgot, I have to wash under here too!" said Maile with great
concern. She shifted one hand from her Uncle's shaft down to the baggy
thing underneath, which had little hairs growing out of it, and she
started soaping up all around the two big lemon-thingys inside. Since
Maile's tiny hand didn't fit all the way around her uncle's shaft, she
gripped it as best she could along the underside, stroking firmly as her
other hand soaped up the lemon-thingys in the baggy thing underneath.
"Oh yes!" grunted her Uncle, and Maile knew she was doing a good job. She
could feel the pulsing inside her uncle's baggy thing, and suddenly she
felt a powerful twitching inside the actual shaft as her slippery little
hand went back and forth.
"Oh fuck!" yelled her Uncle, and Maile's eyes grew wide with surprise as
her Uncle bellowed out a warning. "Look out!" he cried as his hips thrust
forward. Maile knew to keep stroking his thingy and her other hand kept
soaping and squeezing his big lemons underneath, and she saw the giant
thingy start to squirt out its juices.
"It's squirting!" she cried out as the first bolt of semen sprayed out
from the purple cockhead, driven powerfully out of her Uncle's overheated
balls. The second, third, and fourth spurts followed closely afterwards,
one each time her soapy little hand slid along the underside of his turgid
flesh, slicking the suds along her Uncle's erection and making the thick
shaft twitch with each pulse.
Finally Uncle Kurt's thingy stopped shooting so hard. Every time Maile's
hand slid down the shaft a little dribble of the white stuff burbled out
of the purple tip of his thingy and drooled down below the head, mixing
with the soap as her hand came up each time.
"Okay sweetie, Uncle Kurt has to sit down now," gasped her Uncle. "You did
such a wonderful job of washing my thingy!" he said. "Here, give Uncle
Kurt a great big hug," he said, sinking to his knees and drawing the wet
little girl to his chest.
Maile loved her Uncle's hugs, and they felt even better when they were all
naked in the tub together and hugging like this. She knew her Uncle really
liked to hug after his penis had made the squirt-squirt stuff come out,
and she just stood there hugging him back, her little arms around his
neck, as she felt his heart hammering in his chest.
"Well, let's get rinsed off and go lie in bed," suggested her Uncle at
last. "Okay!"
Uncle Kurt took the shower nozzle off the wall and adjusted the water
temperature, then aimed it down at Maile's tiny little pussy, then they
got out and he helped her dry off, standing her on the sink counter and
giving her little hairless pussy slit a quick kiss. Even this little
gesture made Kurt's testicles churn, but he had plenty of time for later!
End of Part 3
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