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Introduction:
Victoria Rickitt was in her first year of secondary school In fact, she
had only just moved up from her primary school a month ago.  It was so
different.  She had to go to different classes for different lessons, with
different teachers.  Although there were a few other kids there from her
old school, most of them were different as well.  She got along well with
people though and made friends easily.  Too easily in a few cases.  What
WASN'T different though was Victoria.  You see, Victoria had a secret.  The
trouble is, as you grow up, secrets are harder to keep.....
   Victoria's (Not So) Secret Part One By Darles Chickens
   "Come on Vicky!" Mrs Rickitt shouted up the stairs to her daughter. 
"get a shift on...I'm going to be late for work!" The dark haired 10 year
old came rushing down the stairs."Sorry Mum!" she said apologetically,
"needed the loo!" Her Mum rolled her eyes. "You pick your moments girl!"
she said with an air of resignation, "have you got everything?" Vicky
nodded, picking up her bag and heading out to the car.  The journey was the
usual school run...30 minutes to go a couple of miles.  So much for the
congestion charge, Mrs Rickitt thought.
   Victoria sat in the back.  She was a pretty girl, dark hair just
reaching her shoulders.  For her age, she was quite well developed.  An
'early starter' her Mum had said when aged 8 she noticed the swellings
starting on her flat chest.  Now, two years later, they were the size of
lemons, and she wore a training bra.  Her bra was quite visible under the
white school blouse she had to wear as part of her school uniform, as were
her still developing titties.  At her last school she was teased by a lot
of the boys about it as she was the only one with noticeable development in
her class.  It was different at All Hallows.  There were a lot more
students there for a start, and there were many the same age who were even
more developed than her.  Some of them even had hair 'down below', and had
started their 'monthlies'.  Vicky still had both of those 'pleasures' to
look forward to.  Of course, there were also many that had no development
at all.  Vicky didn't want to grow hair.  She wanted to stay hairless and
smooth.  She decided that as soon as any appeared she would remove it one
way or another, because she knew lots of men preferred it that way. 
Because Victoria had a secret......
   Her mind drifted off, remembering how it all came about. Her Dad had
left when she was 5.  He'd ran off with someone from work..  'old enough to
be her bloody father!' she remembered her Mum saying on more than one
occasion.  That left just her and her Mum.  Mrs Rickitt had a good job
which she wasn't prepared to give up.  It meant she had to find someone to
look after Vicky.  It wasn't a problem as her Mum lived locally, so she
took on the role of carer for the young Victoria.  That didn't last long.
Vicky's Nan had a stroke and although it was only a minor one, it meant she
wasn't able to care for herself and a lively 5 year old as well, so it was
back to square one.
   She phoned around the local registered child minders but none had
vacancies.  She thought about a nursery, but they told her that at 5,
Victoria was really too old as they catered mainly for pre-school children.
Vicky had just started school, and needed to be picked up in the evenings,
fed and looked after until Mrs Rickitt finished, which was often very late.
She needed a child minder that could change plans on receipt of a telephone
call as she never knew when she'd have a late meeting.  She also needed a
minder that could have Vicky overnight at short notice if she had to travel
away, which was quite often.  It was getting to the stage where Lisa
Rickitt was considering giving up her career in frustration at finding a
child minder, when one evening the telephone rang. "Mrs Rickitt?" "Yes?"
"Oh I'm sorry to bother you...my name's Helen...Helen Rosewell.  I
understand you're looking for a child minder for your daughter?"
"Well...er...yes.." Lisa replied, "Do you have a vacancy?" "As a matter of
fact, I do!" Helen replied. "Oh great!" Lisa said excitedly, "Could I come
and see you?  Maybe tomorrow morning?  With it being Saturday I can work
from home.." "That'll be fine Mrs Rickitt" Helen said. "Please...call me
Lisa!" she said. Lisa took down the details and arranged to call in the
following morning with Vicky to see her.
   The address Helen had given Lisa was in a good area, and as she pulled
up in the quiet little cul-de-sac she was quite impressed.  It was a new
development, so the houses and surroundings were pristine, with new cars
parked in the drives.  As she and Vicky got out of the car, Helen was
standing at her door waiting for them. "Hello" Lisa said approaching the
well dressed woman. "Hello...Helen isn't it?  she said, then looking down
at little Vicky dressed in a pink 'Barbie' t-shirt, short matching skirt,
pink 'Barbie' ankle socks, and even 'Barbie' trainers said, "...And you
must be Victoria?" Little Vicky nodded shyly. "Aren't you adorable!" she
added.  It was a statement, not a question.  "Come on in" She ushered them
inside, and Helen could smell freshly brewed coffee. The house was as
immaculate inside, as it was outside.  Leather suite, large plasma TV, dvd
and stereo, and a computer in the corner. Lisa offered her a seat.
"Coffee?" she asked. "Please..white one sugar?" Helen replied. "And what
about you sweetheart?  Juice?  Milk?  Cola?" "Juice!" Vicky said quietly.
"Juice...what?" Helen said to her daughter. "Juice...please!" she corrected
herself. "That's better!" Helen told her.  Lisa chuckled softly, "Don't be
too hard on her...I'm a stranger and she's in new surroundings...probably a
bit nervous aren't you sweetie?" Vicky nodded.  She liked this lady.  There
was something about her that made her feel right at home. Lisa disappeared
to the kitchen and returned with a tray of coffee for them, a beaker of
juice for Vicky, and a plateful of chocolate biscuits, which she offered to
Vicky. Vicky looked at her Mum before accepting the offer. "Go on then!"
she said with a smile, "But don't be greedy!" Vicky helped herself to a
kit-kat as Lisa poured the coffee.  Once she'd done that she pulled out a
very large PVC box of toys. "Here you are sweetie.." she said, "lots of
toys, colouring books and games in here for you to play with while your
Mummy and I have a little chat" "Thank you!" she said sweetly, remembering
her manners this time. "You're very welcome!" she replied with a warm
smile.
   The women chatted away and drank their coffee's getting to know one
another.  Helen felt very comfortable with Lisa.  She seemed very friendly,
knowledgeable and easy to get on with.  She looked at Vicky who was laying
on the carpet oblivious to everything colouring in a picture.  Her skirt
had ridden up and was displaying a little pair of tight white knickers
across her bum with....'Barbie' on them as well.  Vicky absolutely LOVED
her Barbie and anything to do with Barbie!
   "Come with me.." Lisa said to Helen, "I'll give you the tour...coming
poppet?" Vicky looked up not realising at first that she was being spoken
to.  Both women stood up, followed by Vicky, who took hold of Lisa's hand,
surprising Helen.  Quietly Helen said to Lisa, "You're honoured....she
doesn't usually take to people that quickly.." "You're okay...aren't you
sweetie?" she said looking down to Vicky.  Little Vicky smiled and nodded.
Lisa showed Helen around her home, pointing out the safety features as she
went...smoke alarms, safety glass, electric socket protectors, anti finger
traps on all the doors etc.  Helen was suitably impressed, and she noticed
the place was absolutely spotless, including the kitchen.
   They passed through the safety gate at the bottom of the stairs and
another at the top, again Lisa pointed out smoke alarms. "This is the
little girls room!" she said, opening the door to the bathroom.  Like the
rest of the house, it was spotlessly clean, and very spacious.  It was
decorated light blue, fully tiled with the toilet of course, a large round
bath and shower.  Fresh fluffy towels sat on the rail.
   They came out and Lisa showed them into another room. "This is the
playroom!" she said.  It was decorated with children in mind and was full
of toys and games, with a large Wendy house and rocking horse in one
corner. Vicky ran over to the rocking horse and went to climb on it. "Oi!"
Helen shouted. "She's okay..." Lisa said with a smile, "that's what it's
there for!" Then looking down at Vicky, "want to ride him?" The little 5
year old nodded eagerly. Lisa bent down and lifted her onto it before
setting it rocking. "Okay sweetie?" she said lovingly to the little girl.
Vicky, who was having the time of her life nodded, as the rocking horse
moved to and fro. Helen smiled at seeing her daughter so relaxed in a
stranger's house, and couldn't believe her luck in finding her. After a few
minutes Lisa said, "sorry sweet but time to get off..." She noticed the
disappointed look on Vicky's face. "Hey..no sad faces allowed here!" she
said with a chuckle, "If Mummy lets me look after you...you can ride him
every day if you want to!" Vicky brightened up at the thought, as Lisa
lifted her off.  They walked back out onto the landing.  "That's my room
there..." she said grabbing hold of a door handle. "That's okay" Helen
said, "your room is your private space...there's no need for me to see
that!" "Okay" Lisa said, "but I'm happy for you to go in there if you want"
Helen waved her hand dissmissively, as Lisa moved forward and opened
another door. It was a small room, again it was spotless and nicely
decorated. "This is what I call the boys sleep over room...it doesn't get
used too often...mostly when my nephew stays over" she explained.  It was
decorated with a football theme, from the wallpaper, to the curtains,
bedcover, table lamp, even the carpet was football themed.  Cleverly,
although it was everything football, there was no mention of any team, so a
Liverpool supporter wouldn't be sleeping surrounded by say Arsenal.  Helen
was impressed.
   "And finally..." Lisa said, "this is the girls sleep over room" She
opened the door and they walked in. "LOOK MUMMY!" Vicky squealed with
delight.  As the boys room was to football, the girls room was the
same...only BARBIE! Barbie curtains, bedcover, lamp carpet, rug..you name
it, it was there with Barbie emblazoned across it.  In fact it was the sort
of room Helen would have loved for Vicky at home...had she known how to
decorate that is! "Well..I think she's made up her mind!" Lisa said with a
laugh looking at Vicky who was stretched out on the Barbie bedcover, her
head on a Barbie pillowcase. "So have I" Helen said, "you have a lovely
home, and you certainly have a way with children I've never known Victoria
to take to anyone as quickly as she has you" "With the help of neddy!" Lisa
said with a chuckle. "Neddy?" Helen asked puzzled. "The horse?" "Oh yeah!
Helen said laughing, "lets go downstairs and sort out the nitty gritty eh?"
   They all went downstairs where Helen and Lisa agreed all the details. 
Lisa assured Helen that Vicky could stay over whenever she needed to, and
she'd be fed, taken to school and all her needs taken care of.  Lisa was to
become Vicky's care as from Monday, and as they drove away, Helen again
thought how lucky she was to have found Lisa...
   *******
   "Are you going to school today or not?" Helen asked her daughter outside
the school gates. "Er..what? ...oh..sorry Mum...I was miles away...." Vicky
said snapping out of her memories. "So I see...you better pull your socks
up and knuckle down young lady.." she admonished her daughter, "these are
important years for you" "Yes Mum!" she said leaning over to kiss her
goodbye.  "Love you!" "Love you too sweetheart..see you tonight.  Have a
good day!" Helen watched her daughter disappear into All Hallows, along
with all the other kids smartly dressed in school uniforms.  She knew her
daughter was very pretty, and intelligent, yet she seemed to be in a day
dream half the time.  Maybe she was just 'at that age' she thought as she
drove off heading for her office.
   The classroom as usual was noisy.  The boys were acting the goat, the
girls huddled in little groups gossiping.  When their teacher, Mr Jenkinson
entered, a quietness descended.  He was a likeable man in his 50's, and had
made teaching his career from the word go.  He was strict, but respected by
both the children and his colleagues, having bypassed the opportunities to
progress to head teacher.  He loved teaching.  Wanted to teach.  He
couldn't ever envisage himself stuck in an office overwhelmed with
paperwork, league tables and OFSTED reports.  Vicky quite liked him, as
most of the girls did.  She was pleased it was Friday, and couldn't wait
for the day to finish, the weekend to begin.  She heard Mr Jenkinson's
voice droning as he called the register, and her mind drifted off again.
She knew she'd be home alone for a good part of the weekend, but hey, she
wasn't a baby anymore.  She knew she wasn't, because 'HE' had told her. 
Vicky and 'HE' shared the secret....
   *****
   Helen thought Vicky's first day at the child minders might be a little
nerve racking for them both, but she was pleasantly surprised when the 5
year old calmly took it all in her stride.  In her little mind, all she was
thinking of was getting back on the rocking horse.  Helen brought a large
case with her, packed with some of Vicky's clothes for her overnight stays,
and some of her personal toys to make her feel more at home.  Lisa insisted
it was best if Helen went quickly.  The less fuss, the less distress, she
had said, and it seemed it was true.  Helen kissed Vicky goodbye, then the
little girl ran off to play without even a backward glance.  Helen was
pleased there were no tears or tantrums as she'd so often heard about, but
was sad that she didn't appear to be a significant figure in her daughter's
life, even though she was and knew 5 year old Vicky loved her dearly.
   Once Helen had gone, Lisa brought the toy box out for Vicky.  She had a
short sun dress on, again adorned with Barbie, ankle socks with Barbie on,
and her Barbie trainers.  A lot of Vicky's clothes were Barbie.  She was
obsessed with the doll, and her mother indulged her whenever she could,
having brought her a Barbie bike, Barbie rollers skates...basically
anything Barbie.  As she played, her little legs spread apart and Helen saw
that she had Barbie knickers on.  They were bright pink with the logo
spread tightly across her pudgy little 5 year old pussy.  The telephone
rang and Lisa went to answer it.
   "Hiya" she said into the receiver. "Uh huh...yeah she's here...yeah...oh
yeah...definitely...you'll love her...yeah..Barbie..yeah okay..see you soon
then..bye!" Vicky was playing a pretend game with the dolls in the box and
although she heard Lisa on the phone, she didn't know who she was talking
to, nor did she care.  She was enjoying herself and that was all that
mattered.
   About 15 minutes later the doorbell rang.  Lisa answered it. "15
minutes...that must be some kind of record..even for you!" she said as she
kissed her brother briefly on the lips. Returning the kiss he said, "You
know me sis...love the idea of something fresh.." Lisa chuckled as they
made their way into the lounge.  Vicky looked up.  It was the first time
she'd ever seen 'him'. "Hello pretty one" the man said. "Hello mister"
Vicky replied politely. He laughed. "This is Uncle Tony" Lisa explained to
the little 5 year old, "he's come to help me look after you" Vicky simply
nodded.  She didn't care two was looking after her particularly, as long as
she could play. Tony got down to where Vicky was playing so that he was on
her level.  Holding out his hand, and although he knew it asked her name.
"Victoria" she replied sweetly. "And how old are you?" "Five!" she said
holding up 5 fingers as a confirmation. "Wow...I thought you was at least
6...  a big pretty girl like you!" He knew flattery worked. Vicky beamed.
"I'm only 5!" she repeated. "Well, pleased to meet you Victoria" he said
kissing her hand and making the little girl giggle, "or can I call you
Vicky?" The little girl nodded. "And you can call me Uncle Tony" he said.
Vicky smiled. "And for special pretty little girls...what do I have in my
pocket?" Vicky shrugged her shoulders as Tony reached in and produced a
tube of Smarties which he handed to her. Vicky beamed...she loved Smarties!
"Thank you" she said sweetly. "Do I get a thank you hug or kiss?" Tony
asked hopefully. Vicky reached out tentatively and gave him a brief hug and
kissed him chastely on the cheek. This is going to be so easy, he thought
to himself as he smiled.
   ****
   "Victoria Rickitt?" Silence. "I know you're here Vicky...but I need to
hear you say it!" Her friend Rachel nudged her arm. "Oh..er ..sorry...HERE
SIR!" she called out. "Thank you Miss Rickitt...any chance you could
actually stay with us this morning per chance?" he said sarcastically. The
rest of the class laughed, and Vicky felt a slight blush on her cheeks.
"Yes sir.....sorry sir!" Mr Jenkinson continued calling the register. Vicky
felt that familiar feeling.  The tingly..itchy sensation between her legs.
She could feel herself getting wetter.  She squeezed her thighs together to
try for some relief.  She always felt this way when she thought back.  Back
to when the secret first started.  She was pleased that she had English all
morning.  That meant reading mostly, so she could drift away with her
thoughts.  She remembered that first time like she assumed most girls did.
But then most girls didn't have secret like she did....
   ******
   It was an hour or so later when Lisa sat her on the huge leather sofa
with a glass of milk and a biscuit. "I have to go out for a little while
sweetheart" Lisa told her, "but don't worry, Uncle Tony will be here to
look after you.  Is that okay sweetie?" Vicky lifted her head up and
nodded, making Lisa and Tony both laugh with the milk around her lips.
"You've got a milk moustache!" Tony said with a laugh.  He reached for a
tissue and wiped her thin cherry lips. "That's better!" he said softly,
"Bet it won't be the only milk she has on her lips during her time here..."
he said quietly to Lisa making her laugh. "I'll get you some sweeties while
I'm out" Lisa told her. "Sweeties for a....sweetie!" Tony said laughing. 
This made little Vicky giggle. "And I bet you want me to get
some.....smarties?" Vicky nodded eagerly. "You be a good girl then and do
what Uncle Tony tells you okay?" Vicky nodded again. "I know she'll be a
little angel...won't you Vickster?" Again a nod as she finished the last of
her milk. "Finished!  she said.  Lisa was putting her coat on and was ready
to leave. "See you later bruv!" she said quietly and left. Tony retrieved
the glass from her and took it out to the kitchen.  When he returned Vicky
was back on the carpet playing.  Tony sat in a position where he could look
up her dress.  He wasn't disappointed when he saw the pink Barbie knicks.
He gasped a little as he watched her unobserved. "What are you playing?" he
asked. "This is the Mummy..." Vicky explained holding up a doll, "..and
this is the Daddy.." holding up another, this one a male doll.  Then she
giggled as she clumsily put the heads of the dolls together. "Look!" she
said, "they kiss!" Tony giggled with her like it was naughty. "What else do
they do?" he asked her. Vicky cocked her head to one side and put her
finger in the corner of her mouth to indicate she was thinking, the way
little girls of 5 do. "Er...they cuddle!" she said. "What else?" Vicky
shrugged coyly. "What about the other things Mummy's and Daddy's do?" he
asked, " the secret things?" Again she shrugged. "You don't know about the
secret things? ...  a big girl like you?" Vicky shook her head. "Would you
like me to tell you? ..Or show you?" Again, her head cocked and the finger
came to the mouth.  She looked extremely erotic like that to Tony. She
smiled and then nodded. "I don't know if I should..." He told her.  "Do you
know what a secret is?" Vicky nodded. "Tell me what a secret is..then I'll
decide if I can!" "Er...something that..er..don't tell Mummy about...like
when I accidentally wee'd my knickers when I was playing!" she admitted.
"That's almost right..but it's something you mustn't tell ANYBODY!" he told
her.  "Can you do that?" Vicky nodded. "Sure...not anyone no matter what
they ask?" "Okay!" the little 5 year old said brightly. "If you tell
anyone...we'd both get into BIG trouble.." he told her, making sure he said
WE and not I, so that she had the burden of guilt on her too. "You wouldn't
want to get into trouble would you?" Vicky shook her head. "Sure?" She
nodded. "Okay...why don't you come sit on my lap eh?" he said holding out
his arms, and feeling his cock hardening. The little girl jumped up, and
headed for Tony's lap.  Tony lifted her and positioned her so that her legs
draped over his own, that way if he opened his legs, she had to open hers.
Tony put his arms around her tummy and pulled her back so she rested on his
chest, and he kissed the top of her head. "Mmm.." he said taking in the
fragrance of lavender shampoo, "you smell nice...like a proper little
girl!" Gently taking hold of her face he turned her so he could look in her
eyes. "Now.." he said "you have to promise me that anything we do..or I
say..is kept secret okay?" Vicky nodded. "No..you have to promise!" he told
her. "I promise Uncle Tony..." she said solemnly, "cross my heart!" she
added, making a cross on her flat little chest" "Okay" Tony said, but
remember, if you tell ANY one...we BOTH get into big trouble okay?" Vicky
nodded "I promise I won't tell anybody..honest!" "Good girl!" Tony told the
little girl, kissing her briefly on the lips, "our little secret...forever"
   ****
   As Vicky thought back, the tingling sensations grew.  She could feel her
knickers getting damp and she knew she needed some relief.  Raising her
hand, she asked to be excused to visit the toilet.  With permission
granted, she picked her small bag up and made her way out of the classroom
to the girls toilets.  She was pleased that because it was during the
lesson time, the toilets were empty at this time of the day.  She made her
way to the end cubicle, closed and locked it.  She hitched her short skirt
up and pulled her knickers down to her knees.  Unlike her friends and peers
who liked to wear thongs and sexy underwear, Vicky preferred proper 'little
girl' knickers.  Also 'he' preferred them.  This was a little problematic
particularly on days where she had P.E or swimming, and she had to change
or shower in front of the other girls.  The last thing she wanted or needed
was to be teased for wearing Barbie, Winnie the pooh, or Disney knickers.
So she normally carried a few different pairs in her little bag which went
everywhere with her so that she could change into a more 'adult' pair if
she needed to.  Today it was okay, as she had neither P.E or swimming so
she wore a pair of her many Barbie ones.  She could see that the gusset was
damp as she sat on the toilet lid, legs akimbo stroking her smooth hairless
little slit.  As she played with her clit, her mind drifted back to THAT
day....
   ****
   "So do you want to know what other things Mummy's and Daddy's do
together?  The things that make them feel nice?" Tony said to the 5 year
old Vicky in his lap. Vicky nodded enthusiastically.  Tony parted his legs
slightly, causing Vicky's to open further as well. "Well, they kiss...you
knew that anyway didn't you?" he asked her. Vicky nodded. "But they kiss in
a special way...that makes them feel nice!  Would you like to learn how to
kiss like a very big girl?" Vicky nodded again.  Tony lifted her up, and
turned her around so that she was facing him, her legs still splayed each
side of his own. "I think..." he said to her, cupping her soft face in his
hands, "You are the prettiest little girl I've ever met!" With that he
brought his face to hers and kissed her lips..letting them linger for a few
seconds. "Is that the grown up kiss?" Vicky asked in her innocence. Tony
chuckled, "no I'm just warming up sweetie" he told her.  "Okay, now when my
lips touch yours....close your eyes...and open your mouth just a teeny
weeny bit for me.  Can you do that?" Vicky fixed him with a little girl
glare that told him 'of course I can' and nodded. "Ready to try it?" he
asked her. Vicky nodded eagerly.  Tony pulled her face to his, and as his
big man lips touched her 5 year old ones, he was pleased to see her eyes
closing and her sweet little mouth opening.  Their lips met and Vicky got a
strange feeling It was a nice feeling, something she'd never felt before,
but definitely strange.  She knew she was doing something slightly naughty
and forbidden, and that just added to the feelings.  Tony slipped the tip
of his tongue into her tiny fresh mouth.  She recoiled slightly, but Tony
had a gentle but firm grip of her head holding her in place.  Vicky got
over her initial shock quite quickly and relaxed a bit as more of Tony's
tongue filled her small mouth.  She caught on quickly and very soon Tony
felt her tiny tongue snake into his mouth.  Vicky felt all happy and
squidgy inside, a feeling of excitement, exhilaration and butterflies. 
Tony broke the kiss and looked at Vicky as she opened her eyes. "Wow!" Tony
said to her with a big smile, "have you done that before?  you're a great,
sexy kisser!" Vicky giggled at being called sexy, and shook her head
vigorously. "Well...that was really nice...really sexy...did you like it?"
"Uh-huh" Vicky replied nodding, "it made me feel all funny...down here in
my tummy...and down there" she said pointing between her legs. Tony looked
down and saw her little white Barbie knickers stretched across her smooth
pudenda. "So Barbie feels funny does she?" Tony asked, making Vicky go all
giggly again. "Well..we have to make her feel better then!" he said, his
cock throbbing even more.  "What do you think we should do?" "Dunno!" she
replied shrugging her shoulders. "When you're tummy feels unwell, what do
you like Mummy to do?" The finger went into the corner of the mouth
again..the head cocked to the side.  Oh she was precious. "Mummy...rubs it
better...and sometimes..." she paused unsure wether to continue.
"...sometimes she kisses it better...like if I fall over and hurt my
knee..." Tony smiled, his cock hard and throbbing.  Surely she could feel
it digging into her, but she had yet to mention it. "Sounds like a good
idea!" he said.  He put his hands under her armpits and lifted her up so
that she was standing on his lap.  Being only 5 she was very light, and her
crotch was now pretty much level with his face.  Signalling the hem of her
dress he said "let's have a look at Barbie..see if we can make her feel
better shall we?" Vicky took hold of the hem of her short summer dress and
began to raise it up.  Tony watched with increasing excitement as he looked
at her legs...then her little white thighs came into view, before the prize
was displayed.  Vicky lifted her dress up over her tummy button and he
could now see her knickers in plain view, and Tony took a sharp intake of
breath. "Those are very pretty knickers!" he told the 5 year old, "I like
Barbie too!" He placed his hands on her slim hips to steady her. "Can I see
the back of them?" Vicky nodded, and very gingerly turned around on his
lap. He looked at her knicker clad little bum.  It looked perfect and he
was looking forward to seeing more of it, much more.  He turned her back
round and ran his hand over her tummy, before moving downwards, over and
onto her mound.  He caressed her with the palm of his hand over her puffy
mound and he heard Vicky gasp. "How's that?" he asked her. "Okay...but
you're touching my tinkle..." she said a little nervously. "It's okay" he
told her, "I'm making Barbie feel better aren't I?  Anyway, no-one will
know about it will they?  It's our little secret isn't it?" She thought
about it for a moment and then nodded. "So is it okay to carry on?" he
asked. Vicky nodded again.  Feeling bolder now, Tony traced a finger along
the clearly defined slit under her knickers.  He was sure he could feel
some dampness there and as he ran his finger along it he noticed her body
shake. "You okay sweetheart?" he asked.  Vicky nodded.  "Does that feel
nice?" Shyly she nodded again. "Do you want me to carry on...or should I
stop?" Vicky pretended to be thinking. "Er....carry on!" she said with a
big smile, clearly enjoying this new game and the sensations it was giving
her. "I tell you what" Tony said, how about we take this dress off...then
you won't have to hold it any more will you?" In response, Vicky lifted her
arms up, and Tony wasted no time in pulling it off her head. "Want to sit
back down baby?" He asked her. Vicky plonked herself back down on his lap,
leaning back on his chest, and Tony wasted no time in again rubbing Vicky's
little pussy through her knickers.
   ****
   Vicky had her legs up and open wide in the cubicle.  Her grey school
skirt hitched up, Barbie knickers around her knees, looking obscene in her
schoolgirl uniform.  Her fingers were beating a tattoo on her smooth,
hairless pussy, her fingers encircling her love button going faster and
faster, rubbing harder and harder.  Her breathing was fast and she bit her
lip to prevent herself from crying out in her ecstasy, remembering where
she was.  She wanted to scream and shout her pleasure like she normally
did, as she pushed a finger into her tight slippery love tube.
"Oh..yeah...yeah!" she said quietly as a finger from her other hand pushed
against the tight sphincter of her cute 10 year old bum.  She thrust a
second finger in with it, feeling her cum rising in her as she remembered
that very first touch.....
   ****
   As Victoria leaned back against Tony, he rubbed his hands across her
tummy and down over her mound. "So do you want to do the other things
Mummy's and Daddy's and big girls do sweetie?" "Uh-huh" Vicky said nodding
her head.  Tony gently parted Vicky's legs, as his fingertips slipped under
the waistband of her knickers and he felt her smooth, hairless sex for the
first time.  Victoria made little mewing noises as his big fingers fondled
her 5 year old pussy. "That nice?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Mmm" was all Vicky could come out with.  Tony's fingertip reached her hard
little love button for the first time and he felt the little girl jump at
his first touch. "That feels nice..." "What does sweetie?" "Where you
touched ne just then...there...ooohhh" Tony continued to play with her
little clit, his hand down her cute little Barbie knickers.  Vicky in her 5
year old mind knew that she liked this feeling, and she knew already that
she would want to feel it again...and again..and again.....
   **** Remembering those big hands in her tiny little knickers...rubbing
her little clitty, although at the time she didn't know what it was or what
it was called, except that it made her feel so good, so nice, so squidgy
inside.  Thrusting two fingers in and out of her tight bum hole, and
rubbing her clit for all she was worth, Vicky began to cum.
"oooh..aaargh...yes..yeeesss" she gasped quietly as she thrashed about in
the cubicle of the school toilet.  It wasn't a bad cum, but having to
suppress herself made it far from ideal.  Still it satisfied her
temporarily and she would have to wait for lunch before she could REALLY
sort herself out.  She pulled her knickers back up, and straightened her
skirt.  For appearance's sake in case anyone had wondered in, she flushed
and coming out of the cubicle checked herself in the mirror.  She looked a
little flushed, but figured by the time she got back to her class it would
have gone.
   She got back to her seat in the class, her 'itch' temporarily relieved,
and sank herself into her work.  She kept an eye on the clock, anxiously
waiting for the lunch time bell......
   END OF PART ONE 
  
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