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An Angel's Tail (Mf, oral; inc, m/g, pedo)
by Gunga Dick
for Sweet Little Cowgirl
I hate Florida! Well, perhaps hate is too strong an emotion. Let's just say
that having the choice I'd rather live somewhere else. I was born and raised
there, unlike so many others who choose to move there. We lived down by Okeechobee
back before it became a tourist haven. Back then, the only visitors we got
were gators looking for the odd cat or chicken. You know, a little 'take
out food'. There was a large parcel of land in our family and it had gone
unused for a long time, and then someone of my father's generation decided
it would be a nice place for a mailing address and a couple of shotgun shacks
went up. Well, as the family prospered, additions started being tacked onto
those shacks and soon they were a couple of the sorriest excuses for a home
you've ever seen. They were comfortable mind you, but they sure were a sight.
Most of the land got cleared off and it got to the point where, if you didn't
mind the ninety percent humidity, the place was almost livable. Clearing
the land rid us of most of the smaller pests; the blood sucking mosquitoes,
the annual incursion of four inch palmetto bugs, those little black flies
that leave you with that itchy bump, and those nasty damn snakes. God I hate
those things.
At one end of the property a row of immense mangroves indicated the edge
of the swamp. They towered above us and dripped with parasitic fungal air
plants. Like immense weeping willows. I was always enthralled by their root
systems. They always reminded me of dowagers holding up their skirts so as
not to get them wet. As the baby boomers in the family came of age, some
of them moved away and others decided they liked where they were and soon
a couple of prefabs were added to the jumble and then someone brought down
the ubiquitous trailer home. We had our own little family compound going.
Not unlike the Kennedys. Well maybe not quite the same.
I went off to join the military and after a couple of years of hounding around
found myself a wife and looked for a place to make her happy. At that time,
one of the original uncles decided he'd rather live in Sarasota where others
of his age had migrated to die; sort of like an elephant burial ground. I
was offered the house and snapped it up. My wife was a pretty little thing
and was a lot of fun. I loved the way her pussy would snap around my cock
and milk me of my essence. She was a moaner and all the other relatives used
to turn up their radios whenever we decided to rattle the bed frame. I introduced
my brother to her sister and soon they were enjoying connubial bliss in one
of the prefabs. My mother in law moved in with them since my sister-in-law
was the baby of the family, which sort of put a damper on my brother's sex
life, but it wasn't me so I found it funny myself.
We had another uncle who moved away and we wound up renting his house to
my wife's other sister and her husband. They'd been married for a while and
had a couple of daughters. One of them was a little angel aptly named Angel.
She was this little tow headed doll with cornflower blue eyes.
Perhaps I should tell you about this problem I have. Well, I don't consider
it a problem, but my wife does. I'm a pussy hound. I just can't stay away
from it. And, like most others of my ilk, it seems to come looking for me.
I don't care where I go or what I do. There it is; waiting and willing. I
go over to my brother's house to work on the sink and the next thing I know
I'm working on my sister-in-law's plumbing. My big old cock is just sawing
in and out of her like I'm drilling for oil. That family is built for fucking.
That's all I've got to say.
I went home after fixing the sink and doing the other thing and I'm standing
at my sink washing my hands when my wife comes over to give me a hug. Next
thing I know, her nose is twitching like a coon hound's and then she's slapping
me and kicking me in the shins. She kept yelling, "who was it?" I was lucky
to get away with my life. I hopped into my truck and drove down to my favorite
watering hole in order to give my wife time to settle down. A couple beers
later, I was in the back room with Betty Jenkins' legs up on my shoulders
and checking her plumbing for depth and width also. No apologies. It's just
the way I am.
Well a couple weeks later after things had settled down some. I was in the
garage working on that piece of crap mustang I'd been using at the drag competitions,
when Angel came wandering over to pass the time of day. She'd been hanging
around a lot lately. Not that I minded. She was a really nice kid. She was
wearing one of those two piece gingham outfits like a two piece bathing suit
except with shorts. The outfit was new, but loose. I guess she was intended
to grow into it. She asked if she could help and I called her my 'little
helper.' I was changing the starter and I laid down on one of those mechanic's
creepers and rolled under the car. Angel crouched by my knees and passed
me tools as I asked for them. I was passing back a crescent wrench when I
notice that her shorts were gaping at the leg hole and I had a birdseye view
of her hairless cunt as she squatted there. My cock surged inside of my pants
and I'm surprised it didn't just rip a big old hole in 'em. I stared at that
delectable little morsel until I realized that she kept asking me what was
wrong. I rolled out from under the car and told her that I had just been
thinking.
I smiled at her and suddenly realized how cute she was. I had become her
favorite uncle and she looked at me with adoration. I told her how much of
a help she was and gave he a big hug. I squeezed her to me and brought my
hand down to the back of her milky thigh. I rubbed my hand up and down the
inside of her thigh and I could feel her heart pounding against my chest.
I pulled away from her and noticed that her breath was labored and that her
face was beaming at me. I told her how pretty she was and this time I put
my hand on her thigh from the front. I slowly and gently stroked her thigh
until my movement brought my hand high up next to her crotch. She just kept
looking at me with big bright eyes and her tongue would snake out and moisten
her lips. Suddenly, the sound of a car could be heard and we both jumped
like scared rabbits. Angel giggled and said she had to go. I watched her
tight little ass walk away and saw her look back over her shoulder and wave
to me.
That night I made love to my wife for the first time since the aforementioned
incident. The entire time, pictures of my niece kept popping into my head
and when I came it was like the Fourth of July. Lights went off inside my
head and I shook like a baptist having an epiphany. My wife said it did me
good going without for a couple of weeks, but I didn't have the heart to
tell her about my fantasy or that I'd been doing Betty Jenkins just about
every night.
The next day, I went back to working on the Mustang so that she'd be ready
for the weekend. The damn tranny was leaking like a sieve and I was cutting
a gasket when I heard a soft "Hi!" behind me. I turned and found Angel standing
there, fidgeting from foot to foot and clutching her hands behind her back.
"Hi, baby!" I replied and her face lit up and she giggled.
She was wearing a faded pink tee shirt and cut off jeans that had been too
small the previous summer. I could make out the bottom curve of her butt
cheeks sticking out of the cut offs.
"Who dressed you this morning?" I asked, wondering who would send her out
in those shorts.
"Me," she replied and giggled.
"Aren't those shorts a little small for you?" I asked and squatted down to
her level.
Angel peered back over her shoulder as if she could see her own butt and
then looked back at me and shrugged.
I reached out and put a hand on the exposed skin and felt the downy softness
of her ass.
"I can see half of your little tush," I told her as I continued to move my
hand gently where her ass creased into her thighs.
Angel blushed slightly and looked down at the ground. I continued to gently
rub her tender flesh and then, emboldened by her servility, my fingers traced
the hem of her shorts until my fingers slid in between her thighs. My fingers
brushed up against a small fold of skin and Angel's eyes popped open and
she sucked in a breath. Her hand shot out and she grabbed my upper arm. I
thought she was telling me to stop so I pulled my hand away, but then I saw
her frown and realized it wasn't what she wanted so I let my hand wander
back to her silken thigh. My hand took the same path and as my fingers brushed
against that fold of flesh again Angel gave out a sigh of contentment.
"Does that feel good, Angel?" I asked and she stared at me and nodded her
head as she chewed on her lower lip. "You're such a pretty girl," I told
my niece as I brought my other hand up and placed it on her cheek. She leaned
her face into my hand and smiled.
I pushed my finger farther under the crotch of her shorts and could feel
the crevice that was her small cunt. I gently ran the tips of my fingers
along this small treasure and watched as Angel closed her eyes. She surprised
me then as she leaned into me and lay her head on my shoulder. My fingers
continued their gently probing and my other hand ran through her thick blonde
hair. Angel sighed contentedly.
"Such a pretty, pretty little Angel," I mumbled as I took my hand away from
her crotch and brought it around to the front.
Angel stood up straight and looked at me questioningly. I was intent on seeing
what I'd been feeling and I reached for the button of her jeans. She looked
down at my hands as I fumbled to get her shorts undone. Just as I managed
to get the button out of its hole, a distant voice cried out her name. Both
of our heads turned in that direction and we could see her mother standing
on their porch looking around for her daughter. Angel sighed and rebuttoned
her shorts. She gave me a dejected little smile and went skipping away to
answer her mother's summons. I watched as she skipped away and could see
the small cheeks of her ass peeking out from the bottom of her shorts. I
raised my hand to my face and inhaled the scent of her. The delicate fragrance
caused my cock to surge in my pants and I stood up to allow it more room.
I turned to go into the house and just before leaving the dark interior of
the garage, I looked over to see that Angel was just climbing the steps to
her porch. I heard my sister-in-law's faint voice in the distance as she
asked, "Why in God's name are you wearing those old shorts. Those are way
too small for you, girl!"
I walked into our bedroom just in time to see my wife bending over to fit
a fresh bed sheet over the mattress and I came up behind her and pressed
my tumescent cock into her. She jumped and giggled as she turned. Her giggling
stopped as she saw the hunger in my eyes and she reached down and felt me
through my pants.
"I guess two weeks is a long time to go without," she muttered and I felt
my zipper being tugged on.
A week had passed since I'd last seen Angel and thoughts of her were becoming
fewer and farther between. My mind was on finding a way to put food on the
table and to continue with my ambition to be a stock car driver. I'd done
fairly well the last two go arounds. I placed second and third and had brought
home enough prize money so that my wife had to search for something else
to bitch about. I gave her a good reason when I said I wanted to take half
the money and buy another car. She'd looked at me and gotten up from the
table and walked out of the house. I'd seen her walk with deliberation over
to my brother's house and he'd soon come ambling out and moseyed on over
to mine. We'd popped open a few beers and sat out on the screened porch.
"They throw you out?" I asked him.
"Nah. I just saw your wife's face and figured it was the last place to be,"
he told me.
"Um hmm!" I had agreed.
We'd sat there and watched the day slowly fade to dark and had nursed a twelve
pack of Bud listening to three frogs serenade us when my wife marched back
over.
"Eddy!" She told me as she stepped up onto the porch, using a voice that
broached no argument. "Momma and I are driving over to West Palm Beach tomorrow
to see my aunt Deliah and we're gonna go shopping at the mall."
"You be careful driving now. You know your momma's car isn't running too
well," I told her and she bridled at the fact that I hadn't given her any
sign of argument.
"We're not taking Momma's car," she informed me and she looked at my brother
as she said, "we're taking his. And," she added when she saw my brother straighten
up in his chair, "I'm taking some of the winnings to buy some new clothes
and stuff for the house."
"Well that's a good idea, sweety," I nodded, "I hope you have a good time.
You gonna be coming back tomorrow?"
She glared at me. I'd taken the wind out of her angry sails and she was at
a loss. She had wanted a fight, but I was damned if I was going to give it
to her. She huffed and disappeared into the house. I looked over at my brother
and he didn't look too happy about them taking his new chevy all the way
to West Palm Beach. I stifled a laugh and reached for another beer. I had
pictures of Betty Jenkins' sweet white thighs running through my head.
I got up the next morning and as soon as my coffee was sweetened I headed
out for the garage. I wanted to be out of my wife's way as she bustled about
getting ready for her 'get even' trip. I'd been taking body parts off the
new car so that I could install the roll bar when I heard the crunch of gravel
as my brother's car pulled up in front of our house. I walked to the open
garage door and waved to my in laws and watched my wife come out of the house
wearing her best dress.
"You people drive safely now, you hear?" I offered up.
My wife's shoulders sagged slightly as her anger had cooled overnight. She
smiled weakly and came over to give me a kiss before leaving.
"Don't spend all day under that damn car, Eddy" she told me with a smile.
"Don't worry, sweety," I informed her, "I'll probably take a break along
about noon and head on down to the Last Lap."
I saw a cloud pass across my wife's eyes at the mention of my favorite bar.
I had a feeling that I wasn't the only one thinking about Betty Jenkins.
She spun on her heels and strode over to the waiting car. The car idled in
our driveway for a couple of minutes and I began to wonder if maybe they'd
changed their minds, but then the back door opened and Angel stepped out
of the car. She was wearing a pretty little yellow sundress and her hair
had been pulled back into a ponytail and held in place with a yellow ribbon.
She looked a prize.
"Eddy!" A voice called to me from inside the car. I walked over and realized
that Angel's mother was in there also. I hadn't realized that all three sisters
were going on this trip. I bent down and smiled at my distaff relations.
"Hello ladies," I said and beamed my best smile. I saw my brother's wife
blush slightly and hoped my wife didn't notice. "What can I do for you?"
"Can you watch Angel while we're gone?" Her mother asked.
I was taken aback and turned to look over at my niece. She stood with her
arms clenched behind her back. She was toeing the ground and staring intently
down at her foot.
"She isn't going with you?" I asked wonderingly.
"She's been complaining she didn't want to, but I didn't have anybody to
watch her and then Sissy said you'd be around all day and said you'd be glad
to do it. I hope that's okay?"
I looked at my wife, who had an evil glint in her eye and a bemused smile
on her face.
"That's fine," I said, "she likes to help me work on the cars. I'll keep
an eye on her. Anything special I oughta know?"
"Yes. Don't let her get her dress dirty. Tell her to go on over and change
clothes. The doors isn't locked and she knows what to do," my sister-in-law
told me and said it loud enough so that Angel could also hear.
I stood back as the car backed out of my driveway and then disappeared in
a shower of dust and gravel. My other sister-in-law had a heavy foot and
I knew why my brother worried about his car. I turned and caught sight of
Angel ambling over to her house. I wondered if she in fact had not wanted
to go or if she'd only been a hapless pawn in my wife's game of bitchy spouse.
I shrugged and went back to work.
I was measuring the interior of the car for my roll cage when I backed out
and almost stepped on Angel's foot. She had taken off her Sunday best and
put on an older faded sundress. It had a flowered pattern; was sleeveless;
and came up high enough on her thigh to let you know that after the summer
it would be used to wash cars and the kitchen floor.
"My my," I said, "don't you look good enough to eat."
She giggled at my statement and brought a hand up to cover her mouth. I picked
her up and sat her on a high stool I kept in there for sitting at the workbench.
She sat and swung her legs as she watched me writing down numbers onto a
pad. She watched as I removed the passenger's side door and then went over
to the other side to remove the driver's door. As I squatted down to remove
the lower hinge, I glanced over at her and my heart skipped a beat. I watched
as she swung up her slightly parted legs and was rewarded with the sight
of a hairless young cunt. I felt my cock surge in my pants and had to tear
my eyes away so that I could finish my work. My eyes kept returning to that
magnificent view and I made a decision to get a closer view of my nieces
bounty. I finally got the door off and put it to the side. I had planned
on removing the seats next, but I changed my mind as a salacious plan filled
my thoughts. I got the creeper out and lay down upon it. I rolled under the
car and then asked Angel to hand me the tape measure. I watched her legs
come down off the stool and walk over to the bench. She walked over to the
side of the car and squatted down to hand me the tool. I watched as her cunt
came into view a mere two feet from my eyes. It was totally devoid of hair;
was tight to her body; and had a quality that I can only describe as innocent.
"Uncle Eddy!" She exclaimed and I realized she had been holding the tape
in her extended hand.
I lie there and peered out at the arousing sight. She remained in a squat
awaiting another request. My cock was so hard that it hurt. I suddenly realized
that she could easily see the pulsating bulge in my pants and wondered if
she had noticed. My silent question was soon answered. I watched her small
hand as it appeared below the car's frame. It lowered until it was a fraction
of an inch from my throbbing member. It hovered there like a hand feeling
the heat from a stove. I willed with all my might, but she didn't touch me.
My cock throbbed and her hand jerked away. She stood suddenly and the view
of her lovely pudendum was lost. I closed my eyes then and chastised myself
for being the dirty young man I was. I took a few long breaths to slow down
the beating of my heart and finally, I rolled out from under the car.
I stood and saw that she had returned to her perch on the stool. I smiled
at her and looked around for my ratchet. I changed sockets and prepared to
attack the front seats.
"Uncle Eddy," my diminutive charge said and I turned an inquiring eye in
her direction.
I saw her glance down at my still bulging cock for a moment before she asked,
"can I have a glass of water?
"Water?" I stated before realizing it and I saw her cringe as though she'd
asked for the impossible. I hadn't drunk water in so long I had found the
request strange.
"Why sure, baby," I told her reassuringly, "but, wouldn't you rather have
a soda or something?"
Her eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Can I?" She asked.
"Of course you can," I told her, "what would you like?"
"Can I have a Coca Cola?" She asked in a manner that implied she expected
rejection.
"Coke? Sure, you can." I told her and walked over to the fridge I kept in
the garage to keep my beer cold. My hand hesitated over a Bud, but then I
felt the sourness in my stomach from the previous evening's eight beers and
I grabbed two of the curvy bottles. I grabbed the 'church key' that was tied
to the refrigerator door's handle and popped the tops off. A wisp of smoke
seemed to curl from the neck of each bottle as the compressed gasses within
sought to escape into the warmer air. I walked over and handed my little
angel her bottle and she eagerly accepted it.
"So! You didn't want to go with your mom and them or did they make you stay
behind?" I asked her as I stood before her.
She tore her eyes away from the bulge in my pants, which was a mere hair's
breadth from touching her knee.
"I didn't wanna go, uncle Eddy. Ridding in the car makes me sick," she informed
me.
"Well," I told her as I placed a hand on the expanse of exposed thigh, "I'm
glad you could stay and be my helper."
I could see her take in deep breaths at the feel of my touch on her skin
and could almost hear her heart pound.
"You sure looked pretty in that yellow dress," I told her as my hand slowly
rubbed her creamy flesh. "But then, you always do look pretty."
Angel giggled at my compliment and smiled broadly at me. The smile froze
on her lips as my hand slid slowly under the hem of her dress. The glint
in her eye seemed to change from one of glee to one of anticipation; or was
it just my wishful thinking.
"I'd say you were about the prettiest little girl I'd ever seen," I told
her as my finger tips brushed the lips of her sex.
Her thighs slammed shut around my hands and trapped me there. I thought she
wanted me to stop, but when I gently pulled on my hand she wouldn't release
it, so I pressed slowly forward and pressed my finger tips against her vulva.
I hadn't realized it, but I had also pressed my cock into her knee and was
gently rubbing it there. Angel's mouth was open and she was breathing hard
as my fingers rubbed up and down the length of her slit and my hard cock
molested her knee.
"Such a pretty girl," I said softly and her glazed eyes rose to meet mine.
I felt her grip on my hand relax and I was given more freedom to explore.
I felt the soft lips of her cunt yield as I gently pressed my fingers into
her. Her vulva flowered around my fingers and I felt the warm moist interior
of her shell like opening. My fingers traveled up the length of her opening
as I sought the small bump I knew I'd find there. Angel shivered as I made
contact with her clitoris and her legs once again snapped close. The soft
drink hung forgotten from her right hand. I pressed my cock harder into her
knee and felt the pleasure of its touch. I felt my niece shudder as I fondled
her small clit and she looked up at me with wonder in her eyes.
"Does that feel good, baby?" I asked her and she nodded. "You want Uncle
Eddy to keep on doing that?" She hesitated and then nodded slowly.
I set my cola on the workbench and then took hers and set it down by its
mate. I stood before her and placed a hand on either thigh. I slowly slid
my hands up and her skirt rode up along with my hands. She looked down at
herself as though she too was about to see something exciting. My hands reached
the fold in at her hips and I look down at her exposed crotch. Her labia
were slightly swollen and had taken on a pink tinge as though they were blushing.
A dew like moisture had gathered along the lips of her cunt and I ran a finger
along the slit and gathered up her juices. I brought my hand to my mouth
and sucked on my thumb. The scent of her was mild and light and the taste
burst upon my tongue like some exotic fruit. No cunt had ever tasted so sweet
to me and I became aroused with an overpowering lust. I looked into her eyes
as I lowered myself onto my knees and came to the same level as her her waist.
I grasped her by the sides and slid her forward until her vulva cleared the
edge of the chair. I watched her face as I bent forward and took a swipe
with my tongue. Her eyes popped open as though she'd been shocked and she
stared at me questioningly.
"It's okay, baby. Uncle Eddy's going to make you feel real good, okay?"
Once again she nodded her head. I closed my eyes and savored the taste of
her as my tongue once again pressed into her moist little cunt. I lapped
at her until all the juices were gone and then sought out her small bud.
I felt her legs quiver as I pressed my tongue to it. And then she let out
a small moan as I circled it with my tongue. She sounded like a kitten mewing
for its mother. I continued to assault her clitoris and I felt her legs slowly
spread to give me better access. I reached for my zipper and I was about
to pull my cock out when she jerked as though shocked and tapped me urgently
on the head.
"Uncle Eddy! Uncle Eddy!" She said urgently.
I looked up and saw that she was looking out the garage doors. I followed
her gaze and saw a small pick up truck rambling up the road into our little
compound. I stood up quickly and rezipped my trousers. I turned to find that
Angel had pushed her skirt down and was sitting up straight. She was flushed
and breathing slightly raggedly. She reached back and grabbed up her coke
and took a quick swallow as though dying of thirst. I grabbed my coke and
went to stand in the open doorway. I recognized the truck then as belonging
to my friend Phil. He was another racer and mechanic and had promised to
come and help me work on the new car. He pulled up and got out. Always sporting
a shit eating grin, he ambled over and looked at my new car.
"Not bad. Not bad," he offered as he walked around the stripped down body.
"Firebird's a nice ride. How's the engine?"
Phil noticed Angel sitting there and he smiled and nodded to her, "How you
doing, young lady?"
Angel smiled and said, "fine."
"Engine's in good shape," I told him, "only had about thirty thousand on
it. Belonged to some kid never came back from the war. Old man had it up
on blocks and was lookin' to get free of it."
"No shit?" Phil whistled. "Looks like you fell in it this time, old son."
Phil and I got to work and Angel watched us for a couple of hours until her
father came back from work and took her home. I watched her leave and was
relieved when she turned and waved gaily. I had feared that I'd gone too
far this time, but she didn't appear remorseful.
Days went by and I continued to refit the old Firebird. I would see Angel
around, but she was always in the company of her mother or other relative.
Or, I was in the company of my wife or friend. I was lying on the sofa one
afternoon as I watched cars go round and round a high banked track somewhere
in California and dreamed that that would someday be me. My wife, her mother,
and one of the sisters had left earlier and driven to West Palm Beach again
to visit an ailing relative. As I lie there sucking up some suds and just
enjoying the hell out of myself, I heard a light tap at the door. I hadn't
heard anyone drive up and wondered who might have come calling. I went to
the door and opened it only to find my favorite little angel looking up at
me. She had a sheepish smile on her face.
"Well hello pretty baby," I told her as I opened the door. "How may I help
you?"
Angel just shrugged her shoulders and I realized that she wasn't here on
an errand, but had come of her own volition. I dared not hope she was looking
for more sexual play, but the thought was foremost in my mind. I looked out
to see if anyone was watching and invited her in. She smiled broadly now
and entered the wolf's den. She was wearing another tee shirt and a wildly
colored pair of shorts. I offered her a cola and she readily accepted. I
sat on the sofa and invited her to join me. She came over and sat on the
edge of the sofa. She sat very near to me and I could smell the perfume of
her freshly washed hair.
"My you smell good," I told her and she giggled. I lowered my nose to the
back of her neck and made an exaggerated sniffing sound. "Almost good enough
to eat," I said and took a playful nip at her exposed skin.
She giggled and squealed and canted her head to protect the exposed part
of her neck.
"Do you like it when I put my mouth on you?" I asked her and there was no
doubting my meaning.
Angel looked down at the floor and I heard her whisper, "Yes, Uncle Eddy."
I smiled inwardly, knowing now that she was hooked and why she had come to
see me that day. I had an arm around her shoulder and my hand hung down across
her chest. My fingers slowly traced a circle where her breast would one day
be and she sucked in a deep breath.
"Do you like it when I touch you there?" I asked her and she nodded.
I set down my beer and took the soft drink from her hand. I grabbed the hem
of her tee shirt and she raised her arms as i whisked it off of her slender
frame. She sat and looked at me with expressive eyes. I reached out a finger
and gently played it around the small pink aureole of one prepubescent breast.
She looked down and watched my finger. Her small nipple puckered under my
touch. I took her by the shoulders and pushed her onto her back. She fell
back without resistance. She looked at me and waited to see what I was going
to do next. I lowered my face to her chest and my tongue licked and prodded
her small nipple. I could feel the rising and lowering of her chest as she
took long deep breaths. My mouth moved to the other breast and continued
to tease her boyish nipples. I sucked and pulled on her nipple with my lips
and out of the corner of my eye I watched her small hand clench and unclench
in tempo with her breathing.
"Do you like that, pretty baby?" I asked her and she nodded once again.
I reached for the button to her shorts and her eyes opened wider. I unfastened
the button and then pulled on the loose fitting shorts. Angel raised her
butt slightly and the shorts came away with ease. I looked to see if I'd
managed to pull her panties off at the same time and realized that the little
minx had once again gone without.
"You're such a naughty girl," I said and she practically beamed at me. There
was no question now as to what she wanted.
I looked at the delicate flower that was her cunt and she watched me with
the intensity of anticipation that only a child has. She lie at an angle
with her head resting on the arm of the sofa. I slid my hand up her leg pushing
it open as I went. She gasped as my hand neared the small fold that was her
cunt. I ran my thumb up and down the tight little labia and she fidgeted.
I poised my index at the opening and gently pushed into her. It only went
in slightly before encountering her maidenhead. It was the first time I'd
felt one and I was intrigued. I pushed a second finger in and tried to open
her so that I could see this wonder. I leaned forward and saw the pale interior
of her vulva. A thin membrane stretched across the mouth of her vagina and
I pressed into it with the index of my other hand. Angel fidgeted again and
I looked up to see that she was frowning.
"It's okay, sweety," I reassured her, and she seemed to relax.
I took my fingers away and brought my face towards her cunt. I could smell
the delicate fragrance rising from her, and I sought out the source with
my tongue. Once again, I tasted the mild, sweetness of her emission. I chuckle
to myself as a thought crossed my mind. I thought that I should call it 'pussy
lite'. Angel frowned at me again as she wondered at my amusement.
"Yum!" I said and opened my eyes wide. "You taste so good, I could just eat
you up."
She giggled as I put my mouth to her tummy and blew a raspberry. Her giggling
stopped as my mouth slid down and sought her virginal opening. I pressed
my tongue against her small clit and sensed her hold her breath. I slid my
tongue down and up the length of her slit and wound up at her clit again.
Her labia had swollen and I'd moistened her interior. I brought my index
finger back up and pressed it into her hole. I continued to lick and nibble
at her clit as my finger pushed inexorably towards it's goal. Her moans were
intertwined with small grunts as I pushed against her maidenhead. Her thighs
began closing and opening as the pleasure built in her loins. My tongue seemed
insatiable as it poked and prodded at her. Suddenly, Angel jerked and cried
out slightly as I felt my finger pierce her hymen. I looked up quickly and
she looked surprised and hurt.
"Did that hurt, Angel?" I asked as soothingly as possible.
"Yes, Uncle Eddy. It hurt a lot," she told me and her lips formed a pout.
"Well, don't you worry, sweety. Because it won't hurt anymore. I promise,"
I told her and made an ex across my chest.
"Okay!" She said on the edge of tears.
I left my finger in her and held it still as I bent back down to let my tongue
have its way with her. I licked at her cunt and nibbled on her clit until
I felt her relax. I continued to work my tongue, but now I slowly began to
slide my finger into her depths. I managed to slid it in past the second
knuckle before I felt her tense. I pulled back and continued to prod her
clitoris. My index began its slow in and out journey and she seemed to accept
it's intrusion. I heard her start breathing in hurried little gasps after
a while and I knew that her first orgasm was near. My finger glistened with
her juices and her small clitoris was as hard as an uncooked pea. Her legs
were shaking and and low soft moans escaped her lips. She didn't know what
to do with her hands and they were in constant motion until she placed them
on top of my head. Suddenly a low keening wail could be heard and she tried
to bring her legs together, but my head was in the way. She breathed in and
out rapidly like someone who had just bit into something hot. I almost laughed
at her reaction, but contained my mirth so that I could prolong her ecstasy.
Her small hands clenched my unruly hair and I bore with the slight pain.
I pressed my tongue to her clit until her tremors finally relaxed. My finger
was a blur as it plowed in and out of her. She finally released my hair and
I heard her emit a long sigh of contentment.
"Was that good?" I asked her as I raised my head to look at her angelic face.
She nodded slowly up and down. Her face was filled with wonder. I could read
the questions behind her eyes. She wanted to ask what had happened to her.
How I had been able to create that feeling within her. At that moment I could
have asked her to walk on red hot coals and she would have.
"Did you like that?" I asked again. "That was called an orgasm. Most people
would say that you just came."
She frowned at the unfamiliar usage of the word. Her small hands had migrated
to her cunt and she placed both hands on top of it. I knew she wasn't trying
to hide it. She was merely touching something that held an entirely new purpose
for her. She was subconsciously getting in touch with her sexuality.
I watched her eyes as I reached for my zipper and sought to free my aching
cock. It had been trapped inside my trousers for way too long. Her eyes followed
my every move and she gasped as my cock sprung into view. I pulled my hands
away and let her see all of it. Her lips moved slightly as though seeking
to voice the tumult of words in her head. I grasped my cock and squeezed
it. We both watched as a drop of seminal fluid oozed out of the small opening
in the tip.
"Have you ever seen a man's penis before, sweety?" I asked unnecessarily.
She rocked her head from side to side and whispered, "Noooooo!"
"Well, it's not always this big. It only gets big like this when it's really
happy. Do you know why it's happy, Angel?"
She looked at me and smiled, "Because of me?"
"Oh, what a bright and pretty little girl," I told her and her smile broadened.
"Yes! It's because of you and because of the game we're playing. When a boy
or a man plays this game, his penis gets hard so that he can put it into
the girl's cunny just like I was putting my finger in it earlier."
Angel's smile quickly faded as she remembered the pain of her deflowering.
I saw a cloud pass over her eyes and I smiled at her.
"Don't worry, baby. Uncle Eddy's not going to put it in there today. Maybe
some day, but not today."
A look of relief pasted itself to her face and she went back to studying
my prick.
"Do you want to make Uncle Eddy feel good like he made you feel good, baby?"
Angel looked at me and nodded her head without conviction. She had no idea
what I meant and she was scared to commit herself. I stood and pulled her
up into a sitting position and then sat next to her. This brought my cock
that much closer to her and she looked down with renewed interest.
"Here," I said as I took her hand in mine and brought it to my cock. "Just
hold it like you would a bottle of soda. That's a girl!"
I placed my hand over hers and moved it up and down my throbbing cock. The
very touch of her was so exciting that my heart beat inside my chest and
I had to gasp for air. Her eyes were fixed on what her hand was doing and
she too was breathing quickly.
"That's it. That's the way," I encouraged her.
My arousal was such that I knew I wouldn't last long. My throat had closed
with excitement and my lips were dry from my low gasping breaths.
"Such a good girl," I told her, "you're doing so good. Uncle Eddy feels so
good. He's about to get that exciting feeling just like you did."
Angel's eyes broke away from my cock and she looked me in the eye and smiled.
She wanted me to feel good and I wasn't about to disappoint her.
"Watch, Angel," I told her and her eyes moved back to my swelling cock. "When
a man cums, he squirts some white juice. Watch and you'll see it shoot out.
Don't be scared. It doesn't hurt. It feels really good."
I was whispering as the last words fell from my lips. Angel's eyes were fixed
on my cock and my hand was poised to take over in case she faltered. I felt
the surge in my cock and suddenly a jet of come flew out and up. I gasped
at the intensity of the feeling. Angel's hand faltered, but she didn't stop.
Her grasp actually increased as though she was afraid to lose hold of my
throbbing and spurting cock. She watched in wonder as strand after strand
spewed out in ever decreasing intensity. Finally, the last few ropes of cum
merely oozed out and flowed down over her hand and down onto my pants. There
was cum all over my shirt front and around the fly of my pants. Angel looked
at me again with eyes filled with awe. Her lips formed the word 'wow' and
I smiled.
"Yeah, wow is right," I said. "You made Uncle Eddy feel better that anybody
else ever has."
And, it wasn't far from the truth. I couldn't remember having had such an
intense orgasm. I was exhausted. I didn't think I could stand up. My eyelids
felt droopy and I know I had a shit eating grin on my face. I watched as
Angel studied the cum which was drying on her fingers.
"Taste it," I prompted her and she turned a wide eye stare on me. "Go ahead.
Your auntie loves the taste. Here," I bent forward and licked my cum off
of one of her fingers.
She slowly brought her hand up to her mouth and her small tongue snaked out
of her mouth and barely touched a strand of the drying mess. She became braver
as she realized it wasn't awful and took another swipe at it. She shrugged
her shoulders as if to say it was neither good nor bad. I smiled as I thought
of how the idea of taking it into her mouth was being sown.
I grabbed her shorts and told her that we should get cleaned up. We went
into the kitchen and I ran the water and helped her soap up her hands. She
smiled as the innocent little girl in her surfaced. She giggled as I put
a dollop of suds on the end of her nose. She rinsed and wiped her hands dry.
She followed me as I went into my bedroom and pulled off my shirt and trousers.
She watched my flaccid cock sway as I pulled on a clean tee shirt and a pair
of twill shorts. We went back out into the living room and picked up our
warm drinks as we sat and watched the end of the race. A few minutes later
there was a knock at the door and I called to whoever it was to let themselves
in. Angel's mother walked in and put her hands on her hips.
"There you are! Young lady, I've been calling for you for a half hour now,"
she said, but didn't seem annoyed.
"Uncle Eddy and me been watchin' the race, momma," My little angel said.
It was the most I'd ever heard her say in my company and I was surprised
at the easiness with which she lied to her mother.
"Well, I think you've imposed on Uncle Eddy enough for one day," her mother
said and shook her head. "I swear Eddy. I think she spends more time with
you than with any of her own family."
"Well shoot," I told my sister-in-law, "she's my little helper. A first class
mechanic. I don't think I'd be able to get anything done unless she was there
to show me how."
Angel giggled and her mother smiled.
"Well, regardless. I think it's time she came home and got ready for supper.
Eddy, you're welcome to join us if you want. I know you're all alone this
evening."
"Ah! That's okay, dear. I already told some people I'd meet them at the Last
Lap."
My sister-in-law's eyes narrowed slightly as she turned to leave. "Well,
don't drink too much and be careful when you drive."
"Bye, Uncle Eddy," my little partner called as she was half dragged out of
my house.
"Bye bye, sweety!" I called after her. I let loose a long sigh as I realized
how close we'd been to getting caught.
I stopped by my friend Phil's house on the way to the Last Lap. I was greeted
by his wife Maryanne.
"Hey, Eddy. I was about to call you up. Phil left town this afternoon. Somebody
offered him a pit crew job up at Daytona."
"Daytona, huhn! Sounds like Phil's takin' it big time," I said as I followed
her into the house.
"You want a beer, Eddy?" She asked and I told her I did.
I followed her into the kitchen and took a chair at the table. She gave me
a beer and leaned against the counter. She was a handsome woman. Tall, blonde,
and rather busty. She'd had three kids and showed some signs of her trials,
but overall she'd kept her looks. My eyes stopped at the grin on her face
as they swept up her body. There was something in that smile that made my
cock twitch. I realized suddenly that the house was quiet. I was used to
the banshee wails of the twins and the brooding silence of the older boy.
"Seems kinda quiet? Kids all gone?"
"Yeah. Thank God. Me and Phil were planning to have us a private weekend.
Kids are all up to the in-laws."
"Oh!" I said and felt a definite twinge in my shorts.
"Betty Jenkins was over the other day," Maryanne said and let the statement
hang in the air.
An hour later, Maryanne was doing some wailing of her own as my cock slammed
into her blonde cunt. She was benefiting from my arousal at thoughts of my
niece. She was a moaner and a trash talker, which didn't gibe with what my
buddy Phil had ever told me. He told me that things were getting rather complacent
in their sex lives and he had wanted me to fix him up with Betty. He said
he wanted someone who did more than just lie there. I wondered about his
comments as Maryanne called me a 'fucking bastard' and told me to 'shove
my big fucking cock into her hungry cunt.'
I didn't make it to the Last Lap until last call that night and Betty Jenkins
gave me the evil eye as she left with Walt the bait and tackle guy.
I was under the Firebird the next morning, taking advantage of my lack of
hangover to catch up on some serious work. I was taking the fuel system apart
when I heard my name being called. I canted my head up and saw two pairs
of legs, one skinny little pair next to one adult pair. My heart skipped
a beat and my mind ran in circles. I was afraid to roll out from under the
car. I watched a small hand come down and tug on my pants leg. A small upside
down face looked at me and I could tell she was smiling.
"Uncle Eddy," Angel said.
I rolled the creeper out and looked up at Angel and her mom.
"Well, good mornin' ladies!" I said and got up off the ground. "What can
I do for you?"
"Well, momma called this morning, Eddy, and it looks like aunt Olivia isn't
doing very well. I figured I should go on over to West Palm and see her before
it's too late. I talked my husband into driving me over and he's going to
come back this afternoon so he can make the late shift at the sugar mill,"
she told me and I listened for the 'but'.
"But," she continued, "you know how car sick Angel gets so I wondered if
you could keep and eye on her while we're gone. I'll take the other two with
me 'cause they aren't any trouble in the car."
"Why sure," I told her, "it'll be my pleasure. Besides, I got stuff needs
doing. House needs cleaning, dishes need washing, somebody needs to plow
the back forty."
Angel giggled at my teasing. Her eyes had belied her amusement at first until
I'd gotten to the part about the plowing. Her mother chuckled and tousled
her daughter's blonde hair.
"Well fine then. I really appreciate this, Eddy. You think you could keep
an eye on the house tonight after the old man goes off to work. She'll be
all alone, but she should be sleeping so it shouldn't be a problem."
"Shoot, why don't she just spend the night on my sofa," I volunteered. "Be
a lot better than her being all alone over there by herself."
"Oh! Well, I don't want he to be a bother, Eddy," I was told, but I could
feel the relief in her voice.
"Won't be no bother. Just a couple of buddies hanging out together. Right,
buddy," I said and poked Angel in the shoulder. She giggled and her face
beamed.
So, the matter was settled. Her husband would get some sleep before making
the long trip back and Angel would spend the night and the next morning with
me. Everybody was happy. I put an arm around my young niece's shoulders as
we watched her mother walk back to their house.
"Looks like it's just you and me, kiddo," I told her and looked down to see
her working her bottom lip. "Now, you pass me my tools when I ask for them,"
I told her as I lie back down on the creeper and saw a frown of disappointment
crease her brow.
I'd been under the car for about a half hour when the crunch of gravel and
the tentative beep of a horn signaled her parents' departure. I heard Angel
say a quiet 'good-by' and pictured her waving her hand. I was under the car
for another five or ten minutes when her small face peaked under the car
at me and she said:
"Momma's gone, Uncle Eddy."
I grinned to myself and rolled out from under the car. I stood up and my
cock was a pronounced bulge in my pants. Angel saw it and took in a quick
breath.
"What do you want, baby?" I asked her, and watched as her eyes stayed on
my cock.
"I want to play, Uncle Eddy," she half whispered.
I took her hand in mine and brought it up to the bulge in my pants. Her hand
felt the outline of it and she once again worried her bottom lip. She fidgeted
as though needing to use the bathroom, but I knew it was a different kind
of urge.
"Is that what you want to play with?" I asked my diminutive sex partner.
"Yes, Uncle Eddy," she told me. She was becoming more talkative all the time.
"What else do you want, sweety?" I pressed as her hand continued to squeeze
my hard cock.
"I want to feel good, like last time," she whispered as though she was saying
something nasty.
"What say we go into the house where we can get more comfortable," I asked
rhetorically and she spun on her heals and led the way.
To the best of my knowledge, we were the only two people left in the entire
compound. There was no danger of interruption. Once inside the house, I picked
up her giggling little body and took her into my bedroom. Her eyes widened
as I set her down on my unmade bed. She watched as I pulled my shirt off
and kicked off my shoes. She slid to the edge of the bed and sat there as
I unbuckled my belt and unbuttoned my pants. She held her breath as my zipper
went down and gasped as my pants fell to the floor and my angry cock sprung
out and pointed eagerly at her. She reached out without being prompted and
wrapped a hand around the swollen shaft. She slowly stroked it and I moaned
at her touch. She looked up at me and giggled at her brashness. I laughed
and bending down, I grabbed her legs and flipped her onto her back. I did
quick work of discarding her shoes and socks and I yanked off her poplin
shorts to reveal a pair of yellow flowered underwear. She sat up and raised
her arms above her head and I pulled off her light blue blouse without unbuttoning
it. She stood up on the mattress and put her hands on my shoulders as I grabbed
the waist band of her panties and shimmied them down her thighs. She kicked
them to the floor and stood there, naked as the day she was born and twice
as pretty.
I leaned forward then, and for the first time, kissed her on the lips. She
pulled back and her eyes moved right and left as she looked at mine from
up close. Her tongue came out and tasted her lips. She smiled and leaned
back into me and pressed her lips to mine. I kissed her softly for a while
and then my tongue pressed against her lips. My eyes were open and I saw
hers open also as my tongue passed into her mouth, but she didn't pull away
from me. I could feel her heart beat strongly as my tongue caressed hers.
My hands moved down to caress her sweet little buns and I pulled her up against
me and mashed my cock between us. I could feel the stickiness of seminal
fluid on my stomach. I broke the embrace finally and laid her down onto the
bed. I crawled onto it and lie down next to her. My hands traveled up and
down her body as I reveled in the softness of her skin. I bent down finally
and ran my tongue around a nipple. I tugged on it with my lips and she gave
out a small moan. My fingers traced the contours of her chest and moved down
past her belly button and felt for her moist opening. The juncture of her
thighs was slick with her juices and my index pressed into her. She jerked
at the intrusion, but it was from surprise and not pain. My finger worked
in and out of her as my mouth kissed its way down her torso. Her stomach
rose and fell with her rapid breathing. A small trail of saliva marked my
path and ended at the beginning of her slit. Her labia were inflamed with
lust and had opened wider than before. I could easily see the blush of her
inner opening as my tongue dipped down and savored her delicate taste.
Angel was being vocal and she moaned as I laved her moist cunt. She squealed
as my tongue pressed into her clit and her hands wrapped themselves around
locks of my hair. She came very quickly. Much to my surprise and I was unprepared.
I drove my tongue onto her clit and pushed my finger all the way in. Her
back arched and she groaned loudly. Her small frame shuddered as her climax
washed over her and then she sighed long and deep as she relaxed and fell
back onto the bed. My tongue slowly continued to lick at her and she finally
pushed my head away. I looked up and she gazed at me through glassy eyes.
I crawled up next to her and kissed her again. She returned the kiss with
a gentle brush of her lips. I took her into my arms and held her there for
several minutes as she basked in her satiation.
She giggled lightly then as she felt my cock pulse against her leg. I did
it on purpose the next time and she rose up to look at it. She grinned as
I made it pulse and bob. She slid down slightly and grasped it. I rolled
onto my back and she sat up and studied it closely. Her small hand traveled
up and down its length and I sighed at the feeling. She was bent over it
and watched the small slit open and close like a small gasping mouth.
"Kiss it," I told her and her head snapped around to stare at me. "Go on,"
I said and moved my hips up slightly, "give it a kiss. It'll make it feel
really good."
She bent down and gave me a small peck on the very tip of my cock. She pulled
away and looked at me.
"That's a girl. You want Uncle Eddy to feel really good don't you?" I asked
her and she nodded uncertainly once again.
"Well, when Aunt Sissy wants to make Uncle Eddy feel really, really good,
she licks my penis and then sucks on it like a popsicle," I told her and
she gave me a look of doubt.
Angel bent forward then and tentatively stuck her tongue out and took a delicate
swipe at the head of my cock. Her tongue intuitively ran across the bottom
of the glans where the nerves were gathered to give me pleasure. I moaned
and thrust my pelvis up. My cock brushed against her nose and she giggled
and reached up to brush her hand across it.
"Ummmm," I moaned, "that's a girl. Do that again."
I lie and watched as she bent forward and licked me again. This time there
was more force to her tongue. She continued then without prompting and soon
my shaft and head glistened with her saliva. She held my member and studied
it for a few moments and then she opened her mouth wide and bent down to
take me in. She pushed her mouth down onto the head and it slowly disappeared
into her mouth. Seeing this was extremely erotic and my cock pulsed strongly.
I felt her tongue wiggle around in her mouth as she held the head in her
mouth.
"That's my girl," I said encouragingly.
She held it in her mouth for a while and then pulled off and took a breath.
She hadn't mastered the technique of breathing through her nose. She stroked
my cock and looked at me with the pride of accomplishment.
"That was really good, Angel. It felt really, really good. The next time,
can you move your mouth up and down? That would be even better."
I guess she hadn't thought of a next time and she looked at my cock with
doubt. But, she was a trooper and she bent down once again and enveloped
the angry red head once again. I put a hand on the back of her head and pressed
slightly. Her mouth moved down another inch before she pulled back up.
"That's it! That's the way!" I said enthusiastically.
I could feel the tension in my balls as I approached my cum. She held on
to my shaft as her mouth slowly slid up and down the small amount she could
take. It felt wonderful and I knew I would once again spew in great quantity.
My breathing became labored and I toyed with the idea of coming in her mouth,
but knew that that would upset her so I pulled her head off at the last possible
second and a jet of cum shot past her nose and splattered into her hair.
She pulled her wide-eyed face away and held on to my cock as it spewed again
and again. Ropes of cum flew onto my chest and stomach. One managed to splat
against her chest also and finally it oozed out and flowed down over her
hand. I watched as she ran a finger into the cum on her chest and brought
it to her mouth. My cock spasmed at the sight and another spurt of cum managed
to reach my stomach. I leaned back and closed my eyes, savoring the intensity
of my orgasm. I felt her fingers on my chest as she felt the cum there and
moved it around as though creating a finger painting. I smiled and moaned
in pleasure. At that moment, I had no other thought than just lying there
until the world came to an end.
I had begun to drowse when I felt the bed shift and I opened my eyes to see
her sliding off the edge.
"I gotta go pee," she told me and I watched her naked little butt scamper
into the bathroom.
I could feel the tightness in my chest hairs where the cum had dried. I looked
down at my self and chuckled. I hadn't made that much of a mess since being
a teenager. I got up and wandered into the bathroom just as she was wiping
up and turning to flush the john. I picked her up and hugged her and then
she squealed as I turned on the shower and stepped under the cold shower
with her in my arms. I let the water warm and set her down and reached for
the soap. I washed her back and shoulders and watched her blonde hair turn
dark as it became wet. My hands were all over her body and she giggled as
my touch tickled her sides and her calves. She watched with interest as I
washed my much larger body. I handed her the soap and she instinctively rubbed
it into my pubic hair, building up a lather. Her small hand washed and fondled
my cock and balls as I finished the rest of the task. My cock twitched under
her manipulations and it rose up to show itself off. She smiled up at me
and bent forward to give it a kiss. Her tongue snaked out and she gave it
a lick as her eyes watched mine for a reaction. I smiled back at her and
she grinned. I turned off the water and reached out for a big fluffy towel.
I dried my wet little partner and then did myself. My cock stayed hard the
entire time and I figured I shouldn't waste it, so I carried her back to
the bedroom.
We lie down together and she rolled on top of me and pressed her lips to
mine. Her small tongue probed my lips and I let it enter. She was a quick
study. I felt her hand reach down and grab my cock. I was amazed at her eagerness.
She moved down my body and brought her mouth to my cock once again. I sucked
in a breath as she engulfed the head without prompting. I let her have her
way for a few minutes and then I pulled her up and lay her down. I kissed
her some more and her mouth eagerly worked against my own. Her tongue was
an eel in my mouth and and her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. I broke
away finally and began my slow journey down her body, paying attention to
her nonexistent breasts and their rosy pink nubbins. She had given herself
up to the pleasure now and she breathed hard and heavy. She gasped as I made
first contact with her freshly washed cunt and I washed it again with my
tongue. I could taste the residue of the soap we had used and it seemed to
dry my tongue. I pressed a finger into her and her pelvis surged up to meet
it. I licked and nibbled at her clitoris. Her legs opened wide to give me
better access and I lie with my face in her groin for several minutes.
I got up onto my knees then and slid forward. Her eyes watched feverishly
as I held my cock in my hand and aimed it at her like some fleshy spear.
I grabbed her ankles and put them onto my shoulders so that her pelvis would
tilt up and give me better access. I stroked my cock as I pressed it slowly
to her small opening. I pressed and nothing happened. I rubbed the head around
the opening and spread my precum around it. My cock head brushed against
her clit and I felt her legs twitch. I held it there and rubbed it in a circle.
She moaned and closed her eyes. I moved the fleshy tool back down to her
coral pink opening and once again pushed. I felt the head begin to enter
and heard Angel suck in a breath. I looked up and she had a frown of discomfort
on her face. I realized that this would be painful for her and stopped pushing.
I stroked my cock as I held it against her opening and moved it up to her
clit every now and then. She enjoyed the side trips and moaned to express
it. I felt the surge in my scrotum and pressed the head against her opening
as my cum boiled out of me. Angel gasped as she felt the cum shoot into her.
My large cock head effectively sealed our joining and my cum splooged into
her small cunt. She closed her eyes and sought out the sensation in her loins.
A small grin played across her lips as my cock twitched and gave up its charge.
I pulled away finally and sat back on my haunches. I looked down and watched
as a gray mass of viscous fluid oozed out of her small opening. Angel sat
up and looked down at herself.
I bent down once again and brought my tongue to her clit. I brought my finger
up to her opening and it squished in amid my gooey discharge. I licked at
her clit and at the lips that sucked at my finger. I tasted the starch of
my own cum as it mingled with her sweeter juices. Angel moaned and rocked
from side to side. She placed her legs over my shoulders and they beat a
soft tattoo against my back. She shouted a loud "Ohhhhhh!" as she was once
again driven over the sensuous edge of orgasm. Her legs clamped down on my
ears and I could hear the ocean like rush of my blood. Her thighs quivered
against my cheeks and her stomach muscles rippled in ecstasy. She released
her death grip after a while and I slid up next to her.
We fell asleep then and dozed for most of several hours. I awoke first and
fixed us some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. They tasted like the best
food we'd ever had as we both sat naked at the kitchen table.
I made love to her again that evening and then the next day. Our couplings
continued for a couple of years until I too was called up to the big banked
tracks. I guess that Firebird had done the trick. I felt a tear in my eye
the day Sissy and I left the old house and I watched in the rearview mirror
as my little angel waved good-by. I never did fuck her, but we'd had a lot
of other ways to satisfy our desires.
Written for the sweet little angel herself NgtylilAngel@aol.com, a friend
to wanton men everywhere.
Send comments to Yataala@aol.com
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