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 When Carl's friend brings his 10 year old daughter to stay with them, A
night of magic happens.
   M/g
   When the pounding on my door started at one in the morning, I was more
than a little pissed off.  I didn't even bother to grab the bat I keep by
my bed for situations like this.  I just stomped over and yanked the door
open to see what jackass was beating on my door.
   It was Teddy.
   Of course it was Teddy.
   He and I had been roommates in college and while I'd gone off to law
school, he'd gone off to be a full-time junky.
   "Hey, man.  How's it going?" He asked, grinning at me and scratching at
his arms.
   "So, let me guess, you need a place to stay," I said, glaring at him.
   "Juts for a night or two," he said.  "We've got a thing going on and we
just need a place to crash."
   I leaned out of the door and saw Teddy's good for nothing girlfriend
Tammy and his 10 year old daughter, Maddy.  The little girl smile up at me
and said, "Hi, Uncle Carl."
   The look of irritation on my face melted into a smile.  She always had
that effect on me.  She was a little over four and a half feet tall, with a
pair of bright blue eyes that sparkled every time she smiled.  Her hair was
back in pigtails, the way her mother liked it.  I thought it looked better
flowing across her shoulders but who am I?
   "Fine," I grumbled.  "But be quiet, I've got clients tomorrow and I need
some sleep."
   "Thanks, Carl!" Teddy said.  "You're always there for me, man.  I
appreciate that and I am so going to make it up to you."
   I rolled my eyes and walked back towards my room.  "Just keep it down,
okay?"
   "You won't even know we're here," he said.
   I went into my room and closed the door behind me.  I flopped on the bed
and, after staring at the ceiling for too damn long, I finally fell back to
sleep.
   I got up, got ready and walked out of my bedroom with enough time to
grab some toast before heading into the office.  I found Maddy sitting on
the sofa eating some cereal I forgot I'd had.  She was in an oversize shirt
and had her hair lying across her shoulders, the way I liked it.  She was
an angel that took my breath away.
   Seeing me, she set her bowl down on the coffee table and asked, "Uncle
Carl, are you mad at me?"
   The question froze me in my tracks.
   "No, sweetie, why would you think that?"
   "Well, you didn't even give me a hug when we got here.  I thought I did
something."
   "Honey, I wasn't mad at you.  I was really tired and your daddy woke me
up.  I'm sorry, come over here and give me a big squeeze."
   She grinned and raced over into my arms.  I grabbed her and spun her
around.  She giggled and pressed her face into my neck.  I spun her again
and she slipped a little so I had to grab her bottom so I didn't drop her.
   I noticed right away how good her bottom felt in my hand.  The curve of
it pressed against my palm.  I gave a gentle squeeze and could feel the
tightness of the muscles in her butt.  I wondered how smooth the skin of
her butt would feel against my hand.
   Shaking that thought right out my head I set Maddy down on the sofa.  I
didn't know what had come over me.
   She wrapped her little arms around my stomach and said, "I missed you,
Uncle Carl."
   "I missed you too, Maddy," I said, putting an arm around her.  I felt so
conflicted.  I wanted to get away from her before any more thoughts of her
came into my head.  On the other hand, I wanted nothing more than to felt
the press of her body against mine.
   I was saved but the phone ringing.
   I got up and answered it.
   "Carl, we need you in here right now," Steve Mason said.  Steve was a
senior partner in the law firm I worked for and could be a little high
strung at times.  One of those times being now.
   "I'm heading out the door right now, Steve," I said.  "What's up?"
   "The Harrison's decided to come in early and we need your brief right
now!"
   The Harrison's weren't supposed to get there for another two hours.  But
then, with the amount of money they were paying my firm, they could show up
any time they want.  And they did.  Constantly.
   "I'll be there in about fifteen minutes.  Have a paralegal bring them
some water and ask about Mrs.  Harrison's purse.  That'll keep her
distracted for a day or two," I said.
   "Yeah.  Yeah, that'll work," Steve said, hanging up.
   I set the phone down and looked back at Maddy.  She was sitting on the
sofa where I left her, looking at me with a sad look on her face.
   "What's wrong?" I asked.
   "I was hoping to you'd be able to stay home today.  Mom and Dad are
gonna sleep all day and I might get lonely," she said.
   "I really wish I could, sweetie, but they need me at work real bad.  I
promise we'll have fun tonight.  Maybe play some games or something," I
said, walking back over to her and planting a kiss on her head.
   She gave me a little smile and said, "Okay."
   "I forgot to give you something else," I said.
   "What's that?" She asked.
   "Tickles!"
   I dropped down onto the sofa and started tickling her.  She giggled and
squirmed trying to get away.  I pinned her down and tickled some more.  She
kicked her legs wildly, almost catching me in the stomach.
   I noticed her nightshirt had slid all the way up to her stomach.  My
eyes wandered up the silky, white skin of her thighs.  I gazed down at her
little, white panties and felt my cock hardening in my pants.
   I slid my hands down her sides and started to tickle under her knees. 
She laughed and slapped at my hands.  I tickled her legs, feeling the
smoothness of her skin sliding against my hands.  My cock was almost
painfully hard in my pants.  My fingers were inches from her panties, close
enough to brush against.
   The phone rang.
   It snapped me right out of what I had been thinking.  I was about to
touch her.  It was all I had wanted to do.  It had consumed every other
thought.
   The phone rang again.
   I jumped off the sofa and said, "I'll see you later, Maddy."
   "Bye, Uncle Carl.  I love you!" She said as I retreated out the door and
into a long day.

   I dragged myself back to the apartment a little after seven that night.
It had been a hell day.  The Harrison's didn't like anything they heard and
left pissed.  Steve had screamed at me for a half hour and it had just
snowballed from there.
   I was just glad to finally be home.  I opened the door and into a
nightmare.  Teddy and his girlfriend had dozens of little Buddha and dragon
statues all over the floor and coffee table.  The ones on the coffee table
had had a little bit of white powder near their bases.
   "No fucking way.  I let you stay here and you turn my apartment into a
fucking crack house?  Get that shit out of here.  NOW!" I yelled.
   Teddy leapt off the sofa and raised his hands.
   "Wait, just wait a sec, Carl.  Just be cool, man.  It's okay," he said.
   "It is not okay, you fucking idiot.  Get that shit out of my house right
now or I'm calling the cops."
   "Carl, I promise, we'll have it out of here tomorrow," Teddy said.
   "No, you get it the fuck out now.  Either that or you get out.  Your
choice."
   "We can't just leave it in the car.  What if someone sees it and breaks
into the car?" Tammy asked.
   "Not my problem," I answered.  "Out."
   The two of them looked at each other for a minute before Teddy sighed
and started putting the statues into back into some boxes they had tossed
into the corner.
   "Where the hell is your daughter while you're doing this?" I asked.
   "We sent her down to the pool," Teddy said.
   "By herself?" I asked.
   "Yeah," he said, looking at me blankly.
   "Wow, Teddy, you're just dad of the year, aren't you?  Get this shit out
to your car.  I'll go get Maddy; we'll order some pizza and pretend this
didn't happen.  Then, tomorrow, you pack up and get out of my house.  Got
it?"
   Teddy nodded while looking down at his shoes.  I glared at Tammy but she
couldn't meet my eyes either.  I turned around and stormed out the door.
   I stomped all the way to the pool.  I yanked my keys out of my pocket
and slammed the pool key into the lock and let myself in.
   Maddy was the only person in the pool area.  She was paddling her way
around the pool when I crashed through the gate.  As soon as she saw me a
smile lit up her entire face.
   "Hey, Uncle!" She said, swimming towards me.
   My anger at her idiot parents melted under the joy she exuded at seeing
me.  She swam over to the wall in front of me and grinned up at me.
   "You're home late," she said.
   "It was a really long day, baby," I said.  I frowned for a second and
asked, "Maddy, how'd you get in here?"
   "Your extra key, silly," she said.  "You keep it in the kitchen junk
drawer.  I remembered from last time we stayed with you."
   "Well, aren't you Miss Smarty Pants?" I asked.
   "Yes," she said making me laugh.
   "Well, Miss Smarty Pants, I told your mom and dad there was pizza in the
near future.  What do you think of that?"
   "Yay!" She said, grabbing the wall and pulling herself out of the pool.
   As she stood up I admired her young body.  Every curve of her pulled at
my eyes and screamed for my hands.  The water dripping down her body,
making me wish it was my hand instead.
   The swimsuit she wore was a little too small on her, stretching over the
little mounds of her budding breasts.
   A breeze blew through the pool area while she was squeezing some of the
water from her hair.  When the wind hit her, I watched her little nipples
as they hardened against the fabric of her swimsuit.
   "Brrr," she said, running over to where she'd put her towel.
   I watched her run, memorizing every contour of her ass.  The swimsuit
cupped it tightly, the way I wanted my hands to cup it.
   Again I could feel my cock hardening at the sight of her.  My pants were
starting to tent out in front of me.  I gave a quick adjustment so she
wouldn't see my hardness.  She wrapped the towel around herself, hiding her
perfect little body from my eyes.
   "Pizza, pizza pizza!" She said, grabbing my extra pool key from where
she'd left it and running for the gate.
   "Hurry up, Uncle Carl!" She said over her shoulder.  "There's pizza and
I want it bad."
   The way she said it made my cock jump in my pants.  I wanted something
bad too.  Very bad.
   Dinner and the rest of the evening went by in a blur.  You could feel
the tension between me and Maddy's idiot parents but we tried to keep
things light for her.  We ate pizza and played a couple of games of gin
before I needed to call it an evening.
   I went in my bedroom, closed the door and got ready for bed.  I laid
down and was out like a light.
   Someone shaking me dragged me out of the deep sleep I had fallen into.
   "What?" I mumbled, trying to pull away from the hand that was shaking
me.
   "Uncle Carl, can I sleep in here tonight?" Maddy whispered.
   "Why aren't you in with your parents, sweetie?" I asked.
   "They're making a baby and it's gross," she said.
   I shook my head.  My brain must not be awake yet.
   "What are you talking about?" I asked her.
   "You know," she said.  "They're doing it.  They tell that they're trying
to make me a little brother or a little sister.  They asked me to sleep on
the sofa but it's too hard."
   "Okay, climb in," I said.
   She jumped on the bed and climbed over me to the other side of the bed,
giggling the whole way.  She climbed under the covers and snuggled next to
me.  She pressed her back against my bare chest.  I could feel the heat of
her little body through the thin cotton of her night shirt.  My cock
stiffened in my boxers and I had to move myself a little or it would have
been pressed up into her ass.
   "Uncle Carl, can I ask you a question?"
   "You just did," I pointed out.
   She let out a sigh and said, "Don't be a dork, Uncle Carl."
   I chuckled at her and said, "Ask away."
   "Do you have a girlfriend?"
   "Nope," I said.
   "How come?"
   "I don't know.  I work a lot and it doesn't leave me time to meet a lot
of women," I said.
   "I could be your girlfriend."
   I smiled and asked, "Aren't you a little young for me?"
   "Mom and Dad say I'm really mature for my age," she said.
   "So you're pretty and smart?  My kind of girl," I said.
   "So I should be your girlfriend."
   I laughed and said, "Okay, you win.  You're my girlfriend.  So what do
we do now?"
   "Well, we have to have coffee together.  I saw that in a movie.  But
I'll have hot chocolate and pretend it's coffee, cause coffee is gross."
   "Okay, I can handle that," I said.  She was just so sure of herself.  It
was just amazing to listen to her.
   "Then we have to hold hands a lot," she said.
   "Okay."
   "And we have to kiss with tongues, cause that's what boyfriends and
girlfriends do."
   "Have you ever kissed a boy?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
The thought of her soft lips on mine made my heart race.
   "No," she said quietly.  "But I've seen it a lot on TV.  It looks easy."
   "It is and it isn't," I said.  "Once you've done it a few times you'll
get the hang of it though.  You just need the right teacher."
   "Well, since you're my boyfriend you could teach me," she said.
   I gulped and found my mouth very dry at the thought of kissing her.
   "Yeah, that's a boyfriend's job," I said.
   "And we'd have to try and make babies too," she said.
   I felt my cock twitch in my shorts.  The thought of her virgin pussy,
just inches away from my raging hard on, made my body burn with desire.  I
took a couple of breaths before I dared to say anything to her.
   "Do you know how to make a baby?" I asked.
   "Yeah, you put your boy thing in my girl thing and that makes a baby. 
Sometimes.  Mommy says it takes a lot of practice to get it right and for
the baby to get made."
   "It's a little more complicated that that," I said.
   "What do you mean?"
   "Umm... well, my boy thing won't fit into your girl thing," I said,
licking my lips at the thought of her girl thing.
   "One of the boys we were staying with before showed me his thing.  It
wasn't that big, I bet it would have fit," she said.
   "How old was he?" I asked.
   "Eleven," she answered.
   "Well, see, I'm thirty-five and thirty-five year olds have much bigger
thingies than eleven year olds."
   She turned over to face me.  I could just make out her beautiful face in
the little light that came through the blinds.
   "Can I see it?" She asked.
   I was speechless.  I tried to say something but words wouldn't come.  I
was torn between showing her how hard she made me and not wanting to get my
ass into a lot of trouble.
   "I don't know if that's such a good idea.  I could get in trouble
because you're so young," I said.
   "I won't tell, I promise," she pleaded.
   "I don't know," I said, feeling any self-control I had running out of
the room.
   "I'll show you mine and I'll even go first," she said.
   That was it.  I felt the last strands of my control slip away under my
burning desire.
   She pushed the covers down and quickly pulled off her t-shirt.  Never
hesitating, she hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down her
legs.  She tossed them on the floor with her t-shirt and lay back down,
looking at me.
   I stared at the angel before me.  He budding little breasts, barely more
than bumps on her skinny frame.  I slid my eyes down her flat tummy and to
her pussy.  No hair, not even a tiny tuft, marred my view of her pussy.
   "Can I touch you?" I asked hoarsely.
   She nodded, her eyes locked on me the whole time.
   I reached out and ran my finger across her face and down her neck.  I
hesitated for a second then ran my finger slowly across her nipple.  She
gasped and jumped a little.
   I yanked my hand away and asked, "Are you okay?"
   "Yes," she breathed.  "That just felt really good."
   "Want me to do it again?"
   She nodded and I slid my finger across her other nipple.  She gasped
again and bit her lip.  I swirled my finger around her nipple a couple of
times before sliding it down her tummy.  She giggled as I tickled he belly
button.  I slid my finger lower down between her legs.  I touched the skin
of her virgin pussy, my finger rubbed softly against her clit, making her
let out a little yelp.
   I pulled my hand away and, again, asked if she as okay.
   "Yeah," she panted, "It was like electricity.  It was really, really
good."
   I slid my finger back between her legs and slowly rubbed her clit.  Her
hands balled into fists at her sides as she bucked under my gentle touch.
Little gasps and moans escaped her lips as I touched her.  She arched her
back and bucked wilder as I rubbed a little faster.  Finally, she grabbed
my hand and pulled it away from her.  h She lay there for a few minutes,
panting and keeping my hand in a death grip.  I lay there watching her, my
heart hammering in my chest.  Never in my life did I imagine I'd be doing
anything like this.  Or enjoying it so damn much.
   She let go of my hand any lay there looking at me.
   "Was that good for you?" I asked with a laugh.
   She nodded and managed to say, "Wow."
   I grinned at her and let her have another minute to collect herself.
   "I thought I was going to explode," she said.
   "That would be bad.  Especially, since I'd have to clean up the mess," I
said.
   She smiled and then threw her arms around me.  I held her close, feeling
the pounding of her little heart matching mine.  Her skin was burning hot
to the touch, like mine must feel.
   I ran my hand down her back and onto her ass.  I cupped her cheeks and
gave a squeeze.  I slid finger between her legs and teased at her pussy. 
She gasped and scooted back on the bed.
   "You turn," she said, staring intently at me.
   I stared at her for a moment before reaching under the covers and
pulling off my boxers.  I pulled them out and dropped them on the floor.  I
grabbed the covers and pulled them down over my hard cock, watching her
face the whole time.  Her eyes went wide at my cock standing up and hard
because of her.
   "Wow, it's big," she whispered.
   She stared at it for a moment before leaning in for a closer look.  Her
eyes traced every inch of my the head and the shaft of my cock.  She
reached out and touched the head of my cock with her finger.  Her touch lit
my blood on fire.  My cock jumped under her touch and I gasped.
   She yanked her hand back and looked at me with wide eyes.
   "It's okay, honey.  It's just like you were feeling when I touched you,"
I said.
   She nodded and, hesitantly, reached out to touch me again.  She slid her
finger up my cock from the base of the shaft to the head.  When she touched
the head of my shaft I groaned with pleasure.
   "You're sticky," she said.
   "Just like you," I said.  "Boys and girls let out a little stuff when
they get excited.  It's a normal thing."
   She nodded and went back to looking at my cock.  After a moment she
looked at me with a sad look on her face and said, "I don't know what to
do."
   "That's okay, I can tell you what to do if you want," I said.
   She nodded.
   "But it might get a little messy," I said.
   "What do you mean?"
   "Well, when a boy finishes doing it he has a bunch of stuff come out of
him," I said.
   She wrinkled her nose which made me chuckle.
   "It's not gross or smelly stuff," I explained.  "It's just wet and
sticky stuff."
   "Like right now," she said rubbing her finger against the tip of my cock
making me gasp.
   "Yeah," I said.  "But there's a lot of it and it might get on you."
   She thought about it a moment before saying, "I still want to try."
   "Okay sit on the tops of my legs so my thingy is really close to yours,"
I said.
   She did as I asked and sat waiting for my next command.
   "Now, since we can't put my thingy in yours we're going to have to
pretend so you have to use your hands, okay?"
   She just nodded and waited for me.
   "Take both of your hands and put them around the bottom of my thingy," I
said.
   She clasped her hands around the base of my cock, just barely touching
it.
   "Grip it, honey.  Don't be afraid," I said.
   She grabbed my cock between her hands.  It jumped hard at her touch but
she held on.
   "Now slide your hands up and down.  All the way to the top and back
down."
   Her hands glided up my shaft and grazed over the head of my cock, making
me arch under her.  She slid her hands back down and stopped.
   "Keep going," I whispered.
   She obeyed, again sliding her hands up and down the shaft of my cock. 
She stroked me up and down while I groaned with pleasure under her
ministrations.
   I grabbed her and slid her higher up on me.  I could feel the warm,
wetness of her pussy pressed against the base of my cock.  As she slid her
hand down, her knuckle grazed her clit and she gasped.  I thought she was
going to stop but she stroked me again.  I felt her grind herself against
her knuckle as she reached the base of my shaft.
   I watched her as she stroked me harder and faster.  Her mouth hung open
and she was panting.  The sight of her like that sent a thrill through my
body.  I could feel myself close to cumming.
   "I'm going to cum, get ready," I gasped out.
   She kept stoking me, her eyes now glued to my cock.  I felt my cock
throb hard under her hands as I came.  Cum shot out of my cock and
splattered against her belly.  More gobs of cum shot out of me and came
down on her hands and my cock.  She kept stroking through it all, sending
pulses of pure pleasure racing through me.
   Finally I had to stop her or I was going to explode.
   I lay there looking up at her as she looked at me.  She looked at her
sticky hands and stomach.
   "It's kinda like snot," she said.
   I laughed and said, "Yeah, but it's part of what makes babies.  It goes
inside you and into an egg.  Then, nine months later, you have a baby."
   She frowned and asked, "Can you make a baby if it goes in your mouth?"
   "No, why?" I asked.
   "Cause I saw mommy with daddy's thing in her mouth once.  He jumped
around like you did and I think she drank it all."
   "That's just another way boys and girls play with each other.  Like when
I was rubbing you.  It makes him feel good when she does that," I said.
   "But she drank it all.  Does it taste good?" She asked.
   "I don't know," I said.  "I've never tried it."
   "Can I?" She asked.
   "Of course," I said.
   She bent her head down and flicked her tongue against the tip of my
cock. A shock of pleasure ran through me.
   She sat for a moment tasting my cum.  "I can't really taste it."
   "Maybe you should lick some more," I suggested.  "Use your tongue all
over the top of my thingy."
   She took my cock in her hands and bent down over it.  She twirled her
tongue around the head of my cock, licking off several drop of cum.  She
tasted it for a moment before swallowing it.
   "It's salty," she said.
   It took a minute for me to be able to speak again.  "Bad salty or good?"
I asked.
   She thought about it and said, "It's okay.  It's not bad and it's not
good."
   I smiled at her asked, "Why don't you go to the bathroom and clean up?
Then I will and we'll get some sleep."
   She nodded and leapt off of the bed.  Once she was cleaned up I went in
and wiped myself off.  I pulled on a new pair of boxers before joining her
in bed.
   "Uncle Carl?" She asked.
   "Yes?"
   "Did we just make love?"
   "Yes, we did, sweetie," I said.  "And it was perfect."
   She snuggled close to me and in minutes we were both out.
   The next morning, I woke up and she wasn't in bed with me.  I got up and
hurried to get dressed and ready.  When I left my room, Maddy was on the
sofa, deeply asleep.  I stood over her for a minute smiling down on my
little angel.
   I ran my hand through her hair once before I rushed out the door to get
to work.
   That night, when I got home, Maddy and her family were gone.  Teddy left
me a note saying he really was going to pay me back this time.  I didn't
care about that.  All I cared about was seeing Maddy again.
   I sat for a long time staring at Teddy's note.  I knew he'd screw up and
be back and I'd get to see my Maddy again.  I just didn't know if I could
wait that long to see her again.
  
Maddy