Loving Sarah    Mg, cons

--Leslie Schmidt


The first time I molested Sarah was about three weeks ago. 
That time, I just sort of copped a feel, felt her little pussy 
through her under shorts while she was sitting on my lap, 
but things have developed further and now we do it (that's 
what she calls it, "Do you want to DO IT?"), oh, at least 
once a day and often three or more.

First, let me describe her. She's three years old-three and 
a half because her birthday is in July. She's just over three 
feet tall and not yet 30 pounds. That makes her skinnier 
than normal, she has a really light frame, when you pick 
her up, she feels like a bird. She has yellow hair, very 
yellow, the color of post-it notes. Her hair is long, reaching 
almost to her waist, and very unruly. Combing it out after a 
shower (something we do together a lot) is a struggle, 
usually accompanied by tears on her part and frustration on 
mine, but she absolutely won't let me have it cut.

Her face is oval with a domed forehead and dark, thick 
eyebrows. Her eyes are dark brown, they are large and turn 
down at the outside. Her mouth is kind of small but her lips 
pucker out a lot and are thick. She has those straight little 
teeth with the gaps between them which are so cute in kids 
before they start loosing them.

I guess her body is fairly normal for a skinny three year 
old, her nipples are tiny bumps surrounded by areolas 
which are about the size of the top of a double A battery. In 
fact, that's a pretty good description of their shape and size. 
They are just a couple of shades darker than her skin, which 
is pretty fair but she tans beautifully. Her arms are so thin 
that I can wrap my thumb and pointer finger around them 
above her elbow (that's not as bad as it sounds, I'm a pretty 
big, 5'11, 190, and I have large hands). Her ribs are clear 
but don't protrude. Her belly button hasn't decided to be an 
"inny" or an "outy" yet. Her thighs are about as big around 
as my forearms, maybe the diameter of a normal coffee 
mug and, between them is her lovely slit. Her pussy lips 
don't really push out much, they are thin down between her 
legs, but because of this, the hood over her clit is usually 
visible, a little line of pink flesh peaking out. When she's 
turned on, it gets red and pushes out more.

Well, enough for the description, your imagination will 
have to fill in the details except to add the her skin is 
mostly clear but for a small mole about an inch below and 
to the outside of her right nipple, two more orbiting her 
naval and one just to the right of her slit. All of these are 
pin-head size, but they are dark, almost black. Oh yes, there 
is also a large brown mole on her left ass cheek, dead 
center on her beautifully rounded orb.

Now, let me tell you about the first time we really "did it."

We were sitting on the sofa watching Sesame Street. Sarah 
was on my lap and I was painfully aware of her. As she 
squirmed around, my cock just got more and more 
sensitive, growing under her light ass. I was getting quite 
turned on, just feeling her against me-you know, that tight 
feeling in your gut, a little light headed, a bit of a lump in 
your throat, all the while, your dick is half inflated, a firm 
lump in your pants.

She was wearing a pink collarless knit shirt with cowl 
sleeves. There are white decorative threads creating a lacey 
pattern in the hem of the sleeves and around the neck. Also, 
a embroidered white flower, a daisy, is over the left breast. 
She had on faded blue denim pants, the type that have 
elastic completely around the waist and seem kind of thick 
when they are so small, and on such a small person.

I had started with one of my arms around her torso, my 
hand on her stomach and side, and my right hand on her 
thigh, near her knee. Over a few minutes, I moved my hand 
up, petting her thigh, then started moving my finger up and 
down in her crotch. Of course, all I could feel was the 
fabric and the stiff thickness of the seam. Sarah started to 
push her shoulders against me and straightened out her legs 
some. She squirmed a little, relaxing, craning up to look 
over her left shoulder at me. I kissed her lips gently, she 
turned back to the TV. She was breathing a little deeper.

"Why are you doing that?" she asked.

"Because it feels good." I paused, "Do you like it?"

"I guess so."

I continued stroking her little pussy for a little while longer 
as she relaxed more and started breathing along with my 
movements. I looked down at her face, she had her eyes 
half closed, her mouth open. With my free hand, I hugged 
her a little tighter, feeling her ribs moving with her breath. 

"It would feel better if I put my hand underneath," I said.

She didn't say anything, just squirmed her ass a little 
against my straining cock. I pulled my hand back and tried 
to push it under the waistband of her pants but the elastic 
was too tight for this to be comfortable for her. I unsnapped 
the waist, then moved my hand down again, feeling her 
panties and just the top of her slit through the thin cotton, 
but still, it was too tight. Again, I pulled back and started 
working the zipper down, holding the waistband with my 
other hand. The clothes loosened and, with my next try, I 
slid my hand down under her panties and felt the wonderful 
soft skin of her pussy. I ran my finger along her slit-she 
caught her breath and stiffened, not having an orgasm but 
suddenly a little scared.

I held still, and she slowly relaxed, getting used to the 
feeling of my fingers on her most private parts. I started 
flexing my finger, not sliding it, just pushing gently and 
moving it a little from side to side. She sighed and relaxed 
against me more, then pushed he legs a little farther apart, 
one of her legs now falling down outside my thigh. This 
had the effect of making the fabric in her crotch tighter, 
keeping me from moving my finger up and down her slit.

I kept flexing my finger and she started to hump a little 
with my movements. A small sigh escaped her. "It would 
be better if we took your pants off."
She didn't say anything so, after another few moments of 
massaging her slit, I pulled my hand back and, now with 
both of my hands, pulled on the fabric over her hips, trying 
to work her pants down.

"Lift up some, honey."

She straightened, digging her head into my collar bone and 
I started making progress, sliding the tight jeans down over 
her hips. Her panties started to go with them and she 
grabbed them, holding the waistband of the white cotton 
bikini's (with little blue bears) and keeping them on. The 
jeans bunched up at her knees, so I leaned forward and 
pulled on the cuffs, working them over her cute little feet, 
and pulled the pants free.

Now, with the break, I hand to take a few steps back and 
sort of start again, it would not due to just push my hand 
down her panties, this would offend her. So, I hugged her 
and nuzzled her hair, kissing the top of her ear.

"I love you, Sarah," I said. "You're a very pretty little girl."

"I love you too, Uncle Ted," she said.

"I'm so glad you've come to spend the summer with me, 
honey."

My sister is, in fact, a crack head and had been ordered into 
a residential rehab program. 

She didn't say anything, the television had caught her 
attention again. So, I started rubbing her bare thighs again 
and the whole process was repeated, except that, this time, I 
could feel her little slit through the panties. My cock was 
just crying out for attention and my balls were aching.

Now, when I ran my hand under the waistband, I could 
easily slide my finger along her slit, it had become nicely 
slick. Again, Sarah was laying back, eyes closed, mouth 
panting, but this time she had both of her legs outside mine.

I wagged my fingertip from side to side and opened the tiny 
inner lips to her vagina, then pushed just a little bit in until I 
felt the thin barrier of her cherry. I didn't press it, that 
would come in time. Then, Sarah put her hand on top of 
mine and started pushing it back and forth, guiding my 
movements. She also started humping to meet my finger 
when she pushed my finger down against her slit. She made 
a little mewing noise as she held my finger against her and, 
humping against it, wiggled her hips from side to side. She 
did this three or four times in succession, just a couple of 
seconds each time as she had a little pre-schooler orgasm. 
Then she relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

"Did that feel good, honey," I asked as I pulled my hand 
out of her panties.

"Yeah?" she said, not sounding quite certain what I was 
talking about.

I smelled my finger, it just had a little bit of a musk. I 
desperately needed release, so I lifted her off my lap and 
went into the bathroom. After just a few strokes, sitting on 
the commode, I blew my load, some splashing onto the 
floor, some landing in my pants around my ankles but most 
running down and over my hand. 

It was that evening that I really got to "do IT" again. I was 
sitting, again watching TV, wearing boxers and nothing 
else. Sarah came padding out of her bedroom, naked as she 
usually spent most evenings after a bath. I patted my lap 
and she climbed into it. This time, I hugged her and kissed 
her head as she settled in, my cock against her ass crack, 
separated by just the light fabric. I ran my hands up and 
down her sides and thighs but quickly settled my hand in 
her crotch, fingering her slit.

"Are you going to do that again?" she asked.

My voice was husky, "If you want." I kept fingering her 
and I felt her start to relax.

In a small voice, she said, "Well, ok. If you want to."

It wasn't long, again, until she was shivering with an 
orgasm, this time her slit got real slick and she broke out in 
a sweat.

After she had calmed down, I asked her, "Did you like 
that?"

"Yeah."

My cock was hard against her, pushing down the leg of my 
boxers and along the back of her right thigh. "Would you 
make me feel good like that?"

"Oh kaayyy?" she said with a sort of questioning 
expression.

I lifted her off my lap, setting her on the sofa next to me, 
then I pulled my boxers off, my dick springing free. She 
looked at it with some surprise.

"Why's it big like that?"

She had seen me naked many times, but never like this.

"That's so you can make me feel really good." I said. She 
was kneeling next to me and I took her hands and wrapped 
them around my member. My heart was pounding. "Rub up 
and down it like this," I moved her hands along the shaft. 
She just took over. I put one of my hands on the arm of the 
sofa, with my other I petted her back.

"That's very good, dear. That feels real good." I wanted so 
much to just push her little head down, but I knew that 
would have to wait. "Go a little faster, now dear."

I could feel my blood pounding in my ears. "Some white 
stuff's goin'a come out, you just keep on rubbing like that, 
honey," I said.

She shifted her weight, lifting up some but kept on stroking 
me. My jez was boiling behind my balls. "Faster, honey, up 
near the top." I was loosing control, humping to meet her 
little hands, I know I said "oh God" under my breath.

"Oh, honey," I warned her, "here it comes."

She moved even faster, I was shaking, my legs straight. She 
made a sharp intake of breath when my first shot flew out, 
arching up, then plopping down on my belly. "Keep 
rubbing" I sort of gasped as more of my semen pumped out 
and ran down over her hands and my dick. I was panting 
hard and slowly sank down onto the sofa as it passed. I put 
my hand on hers, "Oh God, honey, that was wonderful."

She inspected her cum covered hands, bits of my slime 
stringing between her fingers. "Oouuww, That's goooooy!" 
she said.

I took her hands and started wiping my cum off them with 
my discarded boxers. Then I wiped it off my dick and 
stomach. "Oh, but you made me feel so good," I said. Then 
after dropping the shorts on the floor, I pulled her against 
me and kissed her. 

I really didn't think about it, but I pushed my tongue into 
her mouth. With a squeak, she pulled back, then started 
laughing, "You're so silly, Uncle Ted!"

I giggled back, then, putting my hand on the back of her 
head, kissed her again, again giving her some tongue. This 
time, she met mine but she thought it was a game and kept 
giggling. I gave up and we went back to watching TV.

About an hour later, after root beer floats for desert, it was 
time for bed. We went together to the bathroom and I 
brushed my teeth while she tinkled in the toilet. Then she 
watched me pee while she brushed. When we were both 
done, we went to her bedroom and she started opening her 
dresser to get a nightie. Of course, there was no way I was 
planning to sleep alone that night, I was just keeping up the 
routine.

"Why don't you sleep with me tonight, hon?" I asked.

She looked up, "Sure!"

"Ok, come on." I headed for the door.

"Let me get my nightie."

"You know I sleep naked," I said.

This stopped her for a moment as she thought. "Ok."

We climbed into my bed, but I didn't turn off the lamp. She 
was laying on her back, I was next to her in my side. My 
cock was already getting hard against her leg. I leaned 
down and kissed her on the lips, she kissed me back. Then I 
slipped her some tongue and she started giggling again, 
"You stuck your tongue in my mouth!"

I laughed a little too, "Don't you like it?"

"Why do you do that?"

"Because it's sexy." I leaned down and kissed her again, 
this time she met my tongue with hers. Then I moved my 
hand down from her side and started fingering her again.

"You want to do THAT again?" she asked.

I slid my finger along her slit and she closed her eyes. 

Let me tell you about frenching this lovely three year old. 
First, realize that her mouth is very small and her lips, 
although thick for her size, are still small. When she has her 
mouth open, it's still like kissing an adult with a friendly 
pucker. Her tongue is also small, it feels like just the tip of 
a woman's tongue, slipping against the tip of yours. It is 
also soft and smooth. When you french a little one like this, 
you can't really open your mouth because you could 
completely cover the bottom half of their face. So, gentle 
and restrained is the order of the day, but the rewards are-
well, it is just soooo sexy. I thought I'd die when she 
reached up and I felt her little hand on the back of my neck, 
the feeling was just pure euphoria. She made a little sigh 
when she did this.

As I ran my finger along her pussy, feeling the bebe-sized 
clit and the beginning of some wetness, she began to push 
up to meet me. She also started to breath a little harder 
through her nose. I broke our kiss. She looked up and me, 
her eyes dark, her lips parted. I leaned back down and 
kissed her forehead, then her chin. She giggled when I 
kissed one of her nipples but I didn't give her the chance 
when I kissed the other because, as I did, I also probed the 
entrance to her baby womb and she let out a short squeak of 
pleasure and pain.

I climbed up onto my knees and moved around, spreading 
her knees and kneeling between her legs. "What are you 
going to do?" she asked, a little scared.

"Something you'll love," I replied.

Then I leaned down and ran my tongue along her tiny slit. 
At first, she stiffened and giggled, "That tickles!" She lifted 
one of her leg up, her knee hitting my shoulder as she 
rolled slightly to the side and pushed on my head.

"Relax honey, you're really going to like this," I said as I 
pushed her leg back down, gently holding her knees down. 
I bent back down and again ran my tongue along her three 
year old slit. She threw her head back and sort of shivered, 
wiggling her legs, more in nervousness than in feeling. I 
continued running my tongue up and down her, tasted a 
slight taste of musk and smelling a very light smell of piss. 
The combination was intoxicating.

After about a minute, she started to relax, then a little while 
later, she was looking down at me and beginning to breathe 
harder. I let her lift her legs and bend her knees, spreading 
her hips wider. I moved the tip of my tongue in a circle 
around her clit, then pushed it into the opening down lower. 
She groaned and pushed her pelvis up against my mouth. 
There was a little rush of musky moisture in her slit. I 
cupped my mouth completely around the mons, the tendons 
in the corners of my mouth. I sucked slightly and ran my 
tongue up and down. This brought her to the edge and, 
when I flicked her clit with the tip, she was rocked, 
humping hard into my face and groaning, breaking out into 
a sweat. Then, she really got off. Her whole little body 
convulsed and she arched her back, lifting herself with her 
legs and her shoulders, shoving her tiny little pussy hard 
into my face. With this, she cried out a loud 
"OOOHHhhhh!!!" There was a rush of baby-girl pussy 
juices. Then she fell back on the mattress, but, with just a 
couple more swipes of my tongue along her slit, it 
happened again. This time, her orgasm must have lasted for 
a good 30 seconds before she shank back, breathing hard, 
covered with sweat. She pushed me away from her puss 
and rolled onto her side in the fetal position, still panting. I 
lay down, wrapping around her but, this time, I pushed my 
cock between her legs and out the front. Then, as her breath 
calmed, I moved her hands and wrapped them around my 
dick head.

I started to hump, the feeling of the soft skin on her inner 
thighs and her little hands was great. I pulled her hands up 
so the top of my dick was rubbing along the wet of her slit 
and she was holding the head against her upper stomach, 
rubbing it along the skin above her belly button and below 
her ribs. It was like having a ball of little girl on the end of 
your dick and I built fast. She held me tight, squeezing 
down on my dickhead and squeezing the shaft between her 
legs. I held her knees under her chin with one hand and 
pressed her hands and my cock against her abdomen with 
the other. With a couple of hard thrusts, I blew my load into 
the little girl ball, sliming up her stomach and chest as I 
grunted and shoved.

"That stuff is so gooy," she said after we hand rolled apart 
and she was laying on her back, wiping it with her hand. I 
used a corner of the sheets to wipe the remainder off her, 
the cuddled her.

"Oh, but you make me feel so good."

"Well, that's ok, Uncle Ted."

Then we lay together and I kissed her goodnight. I turned 
off the light and we went to sleep. In the night, when I got 
up to take a piss, I admired her form. Since little ones sleep 
so soundly, I decided to have some fun, so I pulled out my 
camera and took some pictures. In one, she's laying on her 
back, her legs spread, one hand on her hip, the other above 
her head. I spread her legs wide and got some great pictures 
of her little pussy, then rolled her over and got some of her 
back side and ass. Then I climbed in with her and cuddled 
around my three year old slut-love.

I slept like a baby that night, maybe as well as the lovely 
baby that had my cock laying across her hip. But, this little 
girl was to provide me with a wonderful surprise come 
morning. Of course, I woke up with a hard on, but the 
really nice thing was that Sarah found it before I did. I was 
very pleasantly surprised to wake up when I felt her little 
hands wrapping around my morning boner.

"Oh, good morning darling," I said.

She looked at me, then looked back at my ridged cock, "I 
want to see you shoot that white stuff," she said.

All I could do was lay back and enjoy the ride as her light 
little hands moved up and down my shaft. She shifted 
around, on her knees right between my legs so she could 
stroke me more easily. I sat up some and stuffed some 
pillows under my back to facilitate watching this really cute 
three year old blonde giving me a hand job. But then, 
something else took over and, without really thinking about 
it, I reached down and gently pushed her head down.

"It feels really good if you suck on it," I said when her lips 
touched the head. She looked at me with a kind of moody 
look, like she really didn't want to do it, but then opened 
her mouth and started sucking on the end of my cock. Her 
mouth was so small that she was straining to get the entire 
head in, and there was no way she could take any of the 
shaft, but the feeling of her mouth working on me! She 
sucked really hard, her little teeth scraping lightly, her 
tongue on the glans, her wavy blonde hair falling on my 
hips, her little hands, still wrapped around the shaft, 
working up and down. I was building real fast.

"Swallow it when the stuff comes," I said.

All she did was look at me with those huge brown eyes, my 
cock head enveloped by her mouth. I ran my fingers 
through her hair, holding her head between her hands and 
resisted the temptation to jam her face down on my 
member. The sight was so incredible, a lovely preschooler 
sucking your cock, that I was ready to explode right away. I 
was beyond caring, all I needed was to fill this baby's 
mouth with my jez. I held her head and started to pump my 
slime into her mouth. She squirmed just a little but then just 
sucked harder as I fired pulse after pulse of semen into her 
face. Quite a bit leaked around her lips and ran down over 
her hands. Then, as my crescendo waned, I relaxed my grip 
on her head and she sat up, her lips and chin wet with my 
cum.

"That's yukkie!" she said as cum bubbled and popped in 
her mouth, more running down her chin.

"Just swallow it," I said.

With a screwed up face, like she was taking bad tasting 
medicine, she closed her mouth and swallowed hard, then 
she ran her hands over her face, "Ouuuu, that's so slimy."

I reached down and pulled her up across me, my cock 
leaving a trail of sperm along her chest, stomach and down 
into her crotch, saying, "Oh, but that felt sooooo good." I 
kissed her, shoving my tongue into her mouth, smearing 
my own cum around my lips and chin. (What's good for the 
goose is good for the gander-what's good for the gosling 
is good for the goose-whatever). I held her tight and told 
her how much I love her.

That evening, when I asked her if she would sleep with me 
again, she said, "Do you want to do IT again?"

"Only if you want to."

"Ok," she paused. "But don't shoot your stuff in my 
mouth."

That night I didn't, but I did kneel next to the bed and rub 
my cock along her little slit until she came. Then I blew my 
load into her pussy, holding my piss hole between her 
spread inner pussy lips and pumping my cum into her tiny 
vagina (most leaked around though and the sight of her slit 
filled with my white juice was so great that I just had to 
take pictures).

We have, however, gotten into a bit of a routine of late. 
These days, she sits astride my face in a 69 while I lick her 
lovely little cunt until she comes. Then, she turns around 
and straddles my hips, rubbing herself on my cock until she 
comes again. It is really wonderful to watch this tiny little 
baby girl get herself off on me, grinding her pussy against 
me and coming over and over again. Usually we calm 
down after I blow streams of jez across my belly and chest, 
but, occasionally, when I "really, really" want it, she'll 
slide down and suck me, swallowing my load as she stuffs 
my dick head into her mouth. 




