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Story_intro: It had been a couple of weeks since he time in the car with Lauren.  Not for any particular reason, except that I'd been busy with everyday life; work, taking the wife shopping, looking after my daughter and the house etc.  Of course living next door, I saw her Anthony and Sue in passing.  Quite often it was as she was leaving for, or returning home from school, dressed in her little uniform.  Every time I saw her I felt my cock harden in an instant, especially in that uniform!  Plain white blouse complete with tie, grey pleated skirt, green cardigan, white knee length socks, and black patent shoes.  Just to top it off, her hair was either in bunches, braids or pigtails.  She looked so cute and innocent, no-one would have believed the things we'd done together, she just didn't 'look' the type, if there's such a thing.  In short, she was a paedo's dream and I felt like sticking my cock into her there and then.  Of course I didn't and experience had taught me that slowly and gently was always the best way.  I longed to stick my tongue in that sweet little honey pot again.  When ever our paths crossed we always said hello, and when no-one was looking I winked at her and blew her a kiss, and if she thought she'd get away with it, done the same back with that wicked look in her eye, that only I seemed to notice.  I didn't have a clue when we'd get together again, but hoped it would be soon.  Yeah I was still fucking the wife, but who wants to drive a Trabant when you've been behind the wheel of a Jag? I've never believed in fate, same as I don't believe in Santa, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny (well with those three it depends on who I'm talking to of course! [big grin]), ghosties, goblins, witches or anything paranormal.  My opinion of fate did change though on the Friday, and believe it or not it was all thanks to Anthony.  It's hard to believe I know, even now, 'cos I hate the little fucker, but I have to say, thanks mate! lol




* Author's Note: *
All of my stories are fiction, borne out of an over active imagination and a fondness for children...these events did not happen!
Not to be viewed by minors/miners/mynahs.
If you fall into one of these categories, march yourself immediately to your local police station and throw yourself on their mercy!
Failing that you could just stop reading.

The Sweet Little Lauren stories are all self contained so it isn't necessary to have read the other stories in the Sweet Little Lauren series. Having said that, this particular story is a bit longer, and therefore will be published in TWO PARTS.
However, in case you missed them, our hero falls for Lauren his little 7 year old neighbour.  He very slowly introduces her to sex.  I now suggest you download the others if you want to now exactly what happened!



Sweet Little Lauren 3, part 1
(Lauren's Accidental Adventure!)

Written by Darles Chickens


	It had been a couple of weeks since he time in the car with Lauren.  Not for any particular reason, except that I'd been busy with everyday life; work, taking the wife shopping, looking after my daughter and the house etc.  Of course living next door, I saw her Anthony and Sue in passing.  Quite often it was as she was leaving for, or returning home from school, dressed in her little uniform.  Every time I saw her I felt my cock harden in an instant, especially in that uniform!  Plain white blouse complete with tie, grey pleated skirt, green cardigan, white knee length socks, and black patent shoes.  Just to top it off, her hair was either in bunches, braids or pigtails.  She looked so cute and innocent, no-one would have believed the things we'd done together, she just didn't 'look' the type, if there's such a thing.  In short, she was a paedo's dream and I felt like sticking my cock into her there and then.  Of course I didn't and experience had taught me that slowly and gently was always the best way.  I longed to stick my tongue in that sweet little honey pot again.  When ever our paths crossed we always said hello, and when no-one was looking I winked at her and blew her a kiss, and if she thought she'd get away with it, done the same back with that wicked look in her eye, that only I seemed to notice.  I didn't have a clue when we'd get together again, but hoped it would be soon.  Yeah I was still fucking the wife, but who wants to drive a Trabant when you've been behind the wheel of a Jag? I've never believed in fate, same as I don't believe in Santa, the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny (well with those three it depends on who I'm talking to of course! [big grin]), ghosties, goblins, witches or anything paranormal.  My opinion of fate did change though on the Friday, and believe it or not it was all thanks to Anthony.  It's hard to believe I know, even now, 'cos I hate the little fucker, but I have to say, thanks mate! lol
It was Friday and this weekend was one my wife Sarah had been talking about for bloody weeks.  Actually she got my bloody tits keep going on, and 'Make sure you've booked the weekend off' she kept reminding me.  Like I could bloody forget - she wouldn't let me.  You see it was her friends birthday, not just any old birthday, but the big 3-0.  Like that's something to celebrate?  Anyhow, she and her friends had planned a big 'girls night out' for the Friday, and the plan was for her to stay overnight, and get some retail therapy in on the Saturday.  The plan for me?  Oh I'm the babysitter didn't you know?  I didn't mind as I love my daughter to bits, and being that she's so young I thought I'll put her down and that'll be that, as she's as good as gold of a night bless her.   I thought maybe I'll get some beers in and a couple of videos or something.  Either way it would be a quiet night in for me, and her friend would drop her home late on Saturday evening, or she'd stay til Sunday.  I said I wasn't bothered provided she a). Didn't expect me to come and get her, and b). She rang me before she left to say she was on her way.

	And so it was, her friend picked her up about 5.30pm, she kissed me and Marie goodbye and left for her wild weekend.  Not long after I bathed our daughter and got her ready for bed.  Ten minutes later I heard the sound of her sleeping soundly as she lay on my chest.  I wonder what 2 1/2 year olds dream about...or even if they dream at all?  I carried her to her room and settled her down for the night.  I sat there for 10 minutes or so incase she woke up, and just watched the rise and fall of her chest as she slept.  When she was first born I watched her for hours, afraid if I left she'd stop breathing, as I'd heard so much about cot death, but I was thankful everyday that I had a beautiful and healthy daughter.

	On the way back I made a coffee and settled down in my chair with a cigarette.  After I smoked I must have dozed off as I woke with a jump about an hour later as I heard someone knocking on the door.  Still half asleep I trundled to answer it, as the door knocked again.

	'Okay okay I'm coming!' I called, assuming it was Sarah's friend from upstairs.  I opened the door and Sue stood there.

	'Sorry Sue' I said, 'I'd dozed off in the chair and thought it was her from upstairs'

	Sue was looking concerned.

	'I'm really sorry to disturb you Kenny' she started, 'But I think Anthony has hurt himself, could you take a look?'

	She knew I'd been trained in emergency medical aid for the past 5 years because of my job, so people often came to me in an emergency.

	'Of course!' I said, grabbing my emergency bag that I left beside the door.

	I followed her into her flat, and she led me into the kid's room with it's bunk beds.  Anthony was on the floor crying clutching his leg.

	'What you been up to mate?' I asked.  I didn't like him much, but I never liked to see ANY child in distress regardless and part of the training, especially when dealing with children, was to talk to them in a friendly manner, reassure them and put them at their ease as much as you can.

	Sue interuppted.  'Thinks he's fucking spider man don't he?  Thought he could fly from the top bunk, silly bastard!  He's old enough to know better! she said.  For the first time ever I felt a bit of sympathy for the boy as I knelt down to his level.

	'Where's it hurt me 'ol mate?' I said in a friendly sing song way.

	'My..my leg...it really hurts' he managed to get out between sobs.

	'I need to get his trousers off' I said to Sue, reaching in my bag. 'I'll have to cut them'

	'They're old anyway' she replied as i started cutting his trousers away.

	'Actually...' Sue said to me very quietly, ' he..how can I say...caught himself on the wood at the end'  then whispering, not wanting to embarrass him 'between his legs'.

	I winced at just the thought.

	'Ah..right..I understand!' I said, understanding her own embarrassment, 'no problem'

	'I'll be in the other room' she whispered taking hold of Lauren's hand who'd been watching proceedings.  I quickly exchanged glances with her, and her hand went to her mouth to stifle a giggle.  I was glad she left as I was afraid I'd giggle too.  I cut away his trousers so that all Anthony had on was a matching sideman t-shirt and pants.  He still looked a little embarrassed but it was better now the females had left the scene.

	'Don't worry mate' I told him, 'soon sort you out!  Gonna have to cut these off too' I told him pointing to his pants.  He'd stopped crying now and nodded, giving me a look of 'it don't matter 'cos we're all boys together'  I cut through the side of his tight pants and pulled them away.  I was quite surprised, as he had a nice little package for his age.  Although what had gone on with Lauren, I'd never thought of Anthony in a sexual way even though I liked boys as well.  I was seeing him in a different light, but continued with the job in hand (which isn't an intended pun considering what happened next).  His ball sac was very, very red and so was his groin area.  He'd obviously hit himself hard, and in a very tender delicate place and I genuinely felt really sorry for him as he was obviously in a lot of pain.

	'I'm gonna need to look a bit closer' I told him, 'which means I'm gonna have to touch you down there to move it and have a good look'

	He nodded as if he'd already realised that.

	'Okay' I said, 'you need to open your legs a little first Ant'  VERY gingerly because of the great pain, he slowly opened his legs as much as he could.

	'Oh..aargh!' he grimaced.  It obviously hurt to do that.

	'I'm gonna take a look okay?' I asked him.  He nodded again, and I noticed tears had welled up again.

	I put a reassuring arm around his shoulders.

	'Don't worry' I told him, 'you'll be okay, and don't be embarrassed'  Jokingly I said to him 'I've got one of those as well you know'

	He laughed a little but it hurt him to do so.  I reached between his legs and gently moved his flaccid little boy cock to one side.  Then I cupped his tight ball sac and lifted it up, causing Anthony to wince.

	I then inspected his general groin area which was turning black with bruising.  I noticed his little uncircumcised cock had stiffened due to my handling.  Anthony looked at me as if to ask what it was and why.

	I looked at and it was now hard, and then looked at him.  He was noticeably embarrassed.

	'Don't worry about that' I told him, 'it's normal for that to happen when it's handled, and sometimes even if it hasn't'

	That seemed to allay his fears.  It seemed he had sustained quite a nasty injury which was beyond my scope of knowledge, and I really couldn't do anything much to help the poor little sod.  I grabbed a blanket and put it over Anthony's lower body.

	'I think you need to go to hospital' I told him, 'just to be checked and be on the safe side'.

	I called Sue back in and relayed the same information to her.

	'Oh' she said ' but what about Lauren and how will I get him there?'  She was starting to panic a little.

	'Right' I told her, call an ambulance and that way they'll lift him  so he doesn't get injured further.  Lauren can stay with me until you get back' I offered. 'Only thing is that Sarah's not home...'I started to tell her.

	'That don't matter' she replied, 'she adores you!  She's always saying she loves it when YOU babysit, no-one else, just you, and I trust you implicitly!' she continued, 'are you sure you don't mind?'

	I smiled inwardly.

	'Course not!  I'm on babysitting duty anyway!' I told her.

	'Don't know what I'd do without you' she said.

	'You call an ambulance and I'll sort Lauren out'

	I grabbed a Lauren's duvet and pillow, and 'Tickle' which I knew was Lauren's favourite cuddly toy that she normally took with her to bed, as I heard Sue call 999 for the ambulance.  I spun round and Lauren was there behind me.  I hadn't noticed earlier but she was already dressed in her pyjamas.  She looked delightful, and it was the first time I'd ever seen her with her hair down.  She had on a dark red pair of pyjamas which were silk effect and had little Disney's '101 Dalmations' puppies printed all over them.

	'Am I coming in your house? she asked.  She always said 'house' even though we lived in a flat!

	'Yep!' I replied.  Her face lit up.  As she followed me through to the kitchen. 'And' I added after checking no-one was within earshot, 'Sarah's not in!'

	Lauren gave me a very knowing smile.

	We walked into the other room and I could see the reflection of the blue flashing lights, signifying that the ambulance had arrived.

	'Sorry I couldn't do more' I said to Sue

	'You done more than enough' Sue replied, 'and thanks again for having Lauren.  Do you know she never plays you up?  You're the only one where she always behaves herself!'

	I laughed and grinned at her. 'Must be my charm....or scared I'll tell her off and then tell you'

	Sue laughed, 'no she really like you.  I think she see's you as the Dad she doesn't have!'

	'Happy to be the replacement!' I said, 'if my Marie grows up like her, I'll have a daughter to be very proud of'.  I meant it as well, although of course I was already immensely proud of my daughter.

	'I'll leave you to it' I whispered to Sue as two paramedics entered.

	'Okay, and thanks again.  I'll call from the hospital'

	'No problem' I said, 'but you know what accident department's are like.  If it gets real late I'll settle her down for the night on the sofa and you can get her in the morning if you like?'

	'Okay thanks. See you later'

	'Hope everythings okay Ant!' I shouted.

	'Thanks! I heard him say.  Poor little bugger I thought, fancy crushing your nuts like that.  Then wickedly, I wonder if Spider man has ever crushed his nuts? [giggle]

	Lauren carried her pillow, 'Tickle' under her arm, and I carried the duvet.  We got into my place and I closed the door.

	'Just dump it on there for now' I said to Lauren pointing to the sofa.  I was elated.  I had my sweet little Lauren all to myself, we were all alone, not having to rush things and best of all, other than my sleeping daughter who was too young to tell tales, with Sarah gone all night, Sue off to hospital with Anthony, no listening out for others.  I couldn't have planned this.  No matter what, I had already decided that Lauren was staying the night!

	'Well' I said to my little 7 year old lover, 'what do you make of all that?

	Lauren giggled. 'Did Anthony break his willy? she said.  I burst out laughing; the things kids say!

	'No darling' I said still laughing, 'he didn't break his willy!  I don't think you can..maybe..I dunno, but no he hasn't!'

	She gave this a little thought.  'Thought not cos I saw it was still in one piece'  I didn't quite follow what she meant to be honest.

	'Eh?' was all I could say.

	'I looked through the crack of the door when you were helping him, and it was sticking up and it didn't look broke!'

	'Oh..err..right'  I couldn't think of an answer to that.

	'Crafty little moo!' I said, 'you shouldn't spy on your brother like that'

	'I was worried 'bout him' she said.  I could see the logic in her answer.

	'Come here ya little minx!' I said.

	She came to me and I lifted her up.  I kissed her lips and her little button nose.  She looked so different with her hair down. It was kind of scraggly, and made her look wanton.  My hands were on her small bottom as she wrapped her legs around me.

	'Are we..err..going to do things? she asked.

	'What things?

	'You know..'she said.

	'I don't' I replied, 'you'll have to tell me.  If you want something then you have to tell me exactly what it is you want'  I love hearing sexy dirty talk from little girls, so I was hoping to encourage her to do just that. She whispered in my ear.

	'Sex things'

	'You don't have to whisper' I told her 'there's only us here.  You can say anything you want when we're alone, swear words, sexy word, dirty words, but ONLY when we're alone okay?'

	She nodded and then said louder, 'sex things?'

	'Do you want to?' I asked.

	She nodded vigorously with enthusiasm.

	'Maybe..' I said 'later on. You'll have to ask me though' I told her.  I kissed her forehead before putting her down.

	I made a coffee for myself and a milky chocolate drink for Lauren.  Walking past the window I spotted the stretcher with Anthony on it being wheeled out.

	'There goes your brother!' I told Lauren.  I knelt down looking out of the low window so only my top half could be seen from outside and Lauren came and stood next to me.  Being so little only her head could be seen.  I put an arm around little Lauren and she stood closer into me.  I slipped my hand down the back of her silky pyjama trousers, and was pleased to discover she didn't wear knickers to bed.

	'You haven't got knickers on' I said to Lauren

	'I don't wear them to bed silly! she replied, as if I was stupid not to have known that.

	'Don't you wear them with a nightie?' I asked.

	She shook her head.  I mentally stored that snippet of information away as I ran my finger along her bum crack.

	I saw Sue look up and wave at Lauren, and we both waved back min acknowledgement.  As she done that my tip of my little finger entered he tight little bum hole. Lauren acted like nothing was happening, and I couldn't help wondering what Sue's reaction would have been if she'd known her little 7 year old daughter was waving at her while my finger was up her little bum hole.  I suspect I'D be the one needing that ambulance that was just pulling away!

	We watched the ambulance round the corner out of sight, then I pulled the curtains closed.  When I turned round Lauren was pulling her pyjamas bottoms down.  Then casually she stepped out of them, and kicked them to one side.  I was surprised; I knew she was keen, but never realised she was THAT keen!

	I decided to tease her a little, as my cock hardened even more.

	'What you doing? I asked.

	'Getting ready!' she replied like it was the most natural thing in the world for  a 7 year old girl to go in her neighbours flat and strip off in preparation for a sex session with an adult.

	'For what?' I teased.

	'Sex things' she said casually

	'What makes you think I want to?' I asked.

	'The size of your hard willy' she said just as casually.  I was beaten, and knew it.  I looked down to my grey joggers and my rock hard cock had tented them out, and a damp satin had just started appearing where I'd leaked copious amounts of pre-cum.  I couldn't help but laugh at this cute, sexy and very intelligent little girl.

	'So are we going to have sex then?' she said matter of factly.

	'Course we are sweetheart...what shall we do?'

	Mindful of what I'd said earlier about saying exactly what she wanted she said 'Will you lick my minnie again?  I really like that, it makes me feel all squishy and tingly!'

	'Oh..alright' I said as if not really wanting to, 'if I have to!

	Lauren went and sat on my armchair, while I got on my knees between her open legs.........

	 
