Night Storms Part II

    -Leslie Schmidt

This story is entirely fantasy. The characters and 
events described are entirely a product of 
imagination. If the reader is offended by stories about 
sex between adults and children, close this story now. 
If any readers should believe that the sort situations 
described are at all acceptable, I encourage them to 
think of how children really are-they need our love 
and protection. Actions like those described here are 
an unforgivable violation of the trust which children 
should feel toward adults. That is why these things 
are against the law.

Little girls should be cuddled, laughed with, tickled, 
kept safe and, most of all, loved. Adults should never 
get anything from a child, only give.






      The next day, with the hurricane past, we got underway for 
the Cayman Islands. We spent the morning at the dock 
provisioning for a week's passage. With a full load of food, water, 
and fuel, we left Jamaica at 2 PM. Because Kingston is on the 
south coast of the island, I first headed south-southwest to get as 
much sea room as possible before heading west. I would have to 
sail almost 50 miles to get around Portland Point and get the sea 
room I wanted before coming to the west. The winds were from 
the east, so we sailed on a broad reach through the evening and 
into the night. Lessa went to sleep soon after sunset. I had told her 
that I would get her up for "watch" before dawn. It was a beautiful 
night with bright stars and moderate winds. Magic cruised along at 
6 knots. At about 3 AM I came around to the west and set the 
double headsails. For this rig, all the sails amidships and aft are 
taken down and two triangular sails are put up forward. Because 
the wind is directly aft, one sail is spread to port and the other to 
starboard. The rig is balanced, so the boat steers herself straight 
down wind. I got Lessa up and briefed her on what was going on. I 
instructed her to wake me if the radar showed any ships within 5 
miles, if the wind increased to more than 15 knots, or if the boat 
turned more than 15 degrees off course. I also told her that, under 
no circumstances was she to leave the cockpit and go on deck 
without waking me. The idea of finding myself alone on the boat 
was a horror I couldn't contemplate. I insisted that she wear a life 
jacket and safety harness. 
      
      I lay down on the pilot berth, just at the bottom of the 
companionway. The familiar sounds of the boat, with her easy 
movement lulled me to sleep. I had the various alarms set that I 
usually use while sailing alone, but because I had a watch on deck, 
I did not set my clock to wake me every hour to check around the 
boat.
      
      When I woke up, I took a look around the deck. Magic was 
sailing easy under the dual headsails. The winds were light and the 
sea sparkling. Under the circumstances, it was safe to leave the 
deck watch to a ten-year-old, even a sleepy one.  I had hit my rack 
around 4 AM, it was now 9.  The tropical sun was beginning to get 
intense; soon it would be time to look for shade. Luckily, shade is 
easy to find on a sailboat.
      
      When I returned to the cockpit, Lessa lifted her head.
      
      "Good morning, Captain. All's well." She said. Then she 
asked if she could take off the jacket and harness. I said it would 
be OK, as long as I was up and about.
      
      She pulled the gear off, then stripped out of the shirt and 
shorts she had been wearing. Then she lay down on her belly on 
the starboard side, her head away from me.  Her legs were just far 
enough apart to allow me to see her hairless cooch.  Her tiny clit 
was just peeking out from between her thick pussy lips.  Her ass 
was small and beautifully rounded. There were freckles on her 
calves and across her shoulders.
       
      "You look lovely. That's your best looking outfit."
      
      I sat down and pulled out my current book. However, the 
beauty of the day and the creature across from me was too much of 
a distraction. The sun was getting hot.
      
      "Lessa, you're going to get burned. You should put on 
some sunscreen."
      
      "Would you do it for me?"
      
      I went below and brought up the sunscreen.  Lessa scooted 
over to make room for me next to her.  I started by putting the 
lotion on her shoulders and arms.  I moved to her back, spreading 
the white liquid across her shoulder blades and then rubbing it in 
until it disappeared, leaving her skin shiny. When I squeezed some 
onto the small of her back she giggled, saying it was cold. Next 
came her ass, wonderfully rounded cheeks were soft under my 
hands. She was still very white here, until recently this was `where 
the sun don't shine.' When my fingers brushed along her butt crack, 
she tensed them and I felt the muscles below the skin.
      
      I didn't squeeze the sunscreen onto the back of her thighs; 
this would have tickled her too much. Instead, I put some on my 
hands and started spreading it on the thigh nearest me. She flared 
her rear up a little as my fingers worked up between of her legs and 
I heard a short intake of breath when I brushed up against her 
pussy crack. I worked down to her left calf. Here there was a light 
spread of fine short hairs; it would be a couple of years before she 
would have to start shaving. As yet, there was no sign of hair under 
her arms and her pussy had just the smallest beginning of light 
hairs on the lips.
      
      I worked up her right calf and then to her right thigh. As I 
reached her butt, I moved my thumb far down and caressed her 
stiff button. She moaned as my thumb parted her lips and moved 
along her inner pussy lips and clit. She spread her legs further apart, 
inviting more of the same.  I pushed my thumb into her love canal 
and wrapped my fingers around the front of her thigh. Slowly she 
started to move her butt up and down and her breathing started to 
deepen. Then she stopped and rolled over onto her back, a 
knowing smile on her lips. "It's time to do my front now," she said.
      
      I started with her arms and neck. Her nipples were swollen 
up. They would expand both in diameter and height when she was 
excited. I rubbed the sunscreen into her upper chest and then over 
her pecks. Lessa squirmed and sighed as my hands moved over her 
nipples.  Here there was also no tan; triangles of white flesh 
outlined the top to her, now forgotten, bikini bathing suit. 
Brownish-red nipples swam in the middle of the white.  She 
reached over and grasped my cock that had been standing at 
attention ever since I started working on her back. She slowly 
stroked it, working up and down my shaft with her soft little hand. 
I spread the sunscreen over her tummy and lower belly. It was 
obvious that she had worn a very brief bikini bottom. Her tan 
stopped no more than an inch above the top of her slit. This was 
the kind of suit which had made my nuts ache since I was twelve 
years old. I skipped past her pussy and worked down her thighs 
and legs.  Then I came back up to her pussy. I started by rubbing 
the sunscreen on her large outer lips. Then I slid my finger back 
and forth in her slit and tickled her erect clit. She doubled her 
efforts on my cock as I slipped my middle finger into her cunt, 
watching it disappear to the second knuckle. I moved it in and out 
of her. The sight of her writhing with pleasure was too much for 
me and I blew and enormous load, shooting it at least six inches in 
the air before it fell on my leg, the deck, and her wrist.
      
      "I don't think that will stop a sunburn," she said laughingly 
as she wiped my jiz onto my thigh.
      
      I had stopped my ministrations just before I came. So I 
started fingering her again, looking forward to watching her have 
another orgasm. Her breathing began to deepen as she closed her 
eyes. After a few more strokes, I leaned down and kissed her. She 
opened her mouth to admit my tongue, inviting me with a 
marvelously wet kiss. I moved to her stiff nipples, first sucking on 
the left, then running my tongue around the right. By now, I was 
fingerfucking her with two fingers. She was writhing with pleasure, 
humping into my hand. Her breathing was raspy when she said, 
"Lick my down there. My daddy used to do that to Maryellen."
      
      Until now, we had not had any oral sex, but, as she was 
already exposed to it, I was more than willing. I worked my tongue 
down her stomach; she giggled as a tickled her navel. I then dove 
on her slit. As I moved my tongue over her clit I tasted the coconut 
from the sunscreen. I pushed my tongue in and out of her twat and 
licked her clit as she started humping into my face. I was so 
wonderful to lick a hairless pussy! I started stroking myself as 
Lessa writhed with pleasure, groaning and panting. Alternately, I 
sucked and licked her clit and pushed my tongue into her pussy. 
Suddenly she bucked as she came, becoming wet with juices. She 
collapsed back, panting. I sat down on the seat at her feet and 
continued to beat off, looking at her. Her nipples were going down 
but her pussy remained red and swollen. She watched as I came a 
second time.
      
      Later that day, as the boat continued sailing easy before the 
wind, I was dozing in the cockpit, lying on my back. I guess I was 
having a really good dream, because I woke when Lessa started 
stroking my already hard cock. She was kneeling next to me and 
had grasped my schlong with both hands. After my initial start, I 
just laid back to enjoy. She pulled up and down, and the pressure 
began to build in my nuts as I began to pant with her moves. But 
she could do better.
      
      "Here," I said, "put both your hands around it, cupping 
your hands. Then straighten out your thumbs so you rub the bottom 
of the glans."
      
      Lessa complied, and her slow stroking and soft hands built 
the jiz up quickly. I told her to speed up and blew my load, 
pumping jiz over her hands. Then she did something completely 
unexpected, she leaned over and licked the head of my cock, 
taking some of my cum on her tongue. She giggled and wiped her 
hands on my legs. She climbed out of the cockpit and laid down on 
the foc'sel, leaving me to find some paper towel the clean up.
      
      I went forward and sat down next to her, intending to return 
the favor. She was lying on her back, eyes closed. She was 
absolutely incredible. Her body was smooth, soft, hairless. Without 
preamble, I started running my finger up and down her slit. She 
immediately started to flare her hips, starting to hump. Her clit was 
already hard and her nipples were poking up. She opened her 
mouth to breath as I ran my finger up into her cooch, pushing it as 
far in as it would go--so far I could feel the lump of her cervix at 
the top of her vagina. Moving in and out faster, she was panting 
when she asked me to use two fingers. I complied, adding my 
pointer finger to the vigorous fucking she was already getting with 
my middle. I leaned forward and kissed her left nipple, then sucked 
on her right. She was groaning now and came with a bucking 
motion. It was then that I saw the blood. I had de-flowered her 
during the fingerfuck. I pulled my hand away from her; my fingers 
were stained red. When she saw the blood, she pressed her thighs 
together, putting her hand between her legs. She rolled on her side, 
away from me. I lay down next to her and cuddled her. A couple of 
minutes later, she ran below and took a shower. I rinsed off the 
deck where some of her blood was smeared.
      
      A few minutes later, when Lessa came back up, she acted 
as if nothing had happened. She just smiled as she passed the helm 
and went forward to lie in the shadow of the sails. I felt kind of 
awkward though, and, after a few minutes, climbed up and sat 
down next to her.
      
      "How ya doing?" I asked.
      
      "I'm alright. Don't worry about it, I know what happened. I 
just thought it would happen when I actually, you know, did it. 
You didn't really hurt me. I wanted you to do what you were doing. 
I really enjoy being with you like that. It makes me feel grown up 
and," she paused, "loved."
      
      "You're a beautiful young woman and I'm really attached 
to you. I really enjoy having you with me, not just for the love 
making," I said. "I have a lot of fun being around you. Generally 
I'm pretty lonely out here."
      
      She sat up and put her arms around my neck and we kissed. 
This was not a kiss of sexual passion but of human kindness and 
comfort. Again, I was really struck by my feelings. How could a 
jaded old fart like me have these feelings about a 10-year-old girl? 
The day wore on in its quiet way, as most days underway do. That 
evening I made us an especially nice dinner and we watched the 
sun set off the starboard bow. Again, I stayed up late while Lessa 
slept. At about 9 PM I had to take in the port headsail and set the 
main and mizzen sails as the wind was backing to the south. If it 
had been light, I would have set a mizzen staysail, but I usually 
slow the boat at night to reduce the risk and severity of collisions 
with floating debris. At 4 AM I woke her and she took the watch.
      
      At about 6 I came awake because of a change in the 
behavior of Magic. She was heeling more than before and the 
waves had come up some. I went to the cockpit where Lessa was 
sitting. The sky was becoming overcast as clouds crowded in from 
the east. A check of our position showed us 30 miles east of Grand 
Cayman. I planned to sail to the north of the island and around to 
George Town, in the lagoon on the north coast. The weatherfax 
had indicated an approaching tropical wave from the east, and with 
it would come a wind shift to the north. I explained this to Lessa 
and warned her that the wind shift might come quickly. We would 
have to keep an eye on the clouds and especially watch for a thick 
cloudbank approaching from the northeast.
      
      At 7:30 I was below making breakfast when Lessa called 
me up. "Donny, there are some really ugly clouds out here."
      
      I poked my head out of the hatch to see a wall of black 
clouds about 10 miles off.
      
      "Honey, it looks like a storm may be coming, would you 
come below and put things away while I take in some sails?" I 
asked.
      
      As Lessa moved around with a very serious expression on 
her face I went on deck. The winds had freshened quite a bit during 
the morning and Magic was moving along well. I had not put out 
any additional sails with daylight. Now I put a reef in the main and 
then took in the genoa and replaced it with a working jib. While 
the genoa was down, I asked Lessa to steer, as the imbalance in the 
rig made it hard for the self-steering gear to hold her course. Then I 
took down the mizzen and Magic settled down to a slow easy pace 
in the building seas. I gave Lessa some sea-sickness pills, this 
would be her first time in any sort of rough weather, and I didn't 
need her really miserable. We also put on clothes for the first time 
in 3 days. It was already a little cool to be nude, and it would be 
cooler later.
      
      At 8:15 the winds dropped to near calm. The waves were 
about 6 feet, but with no wind, they were inky looking. Magic 
wallowed, making for an uncomfortable time as some items 
crashed to the deck below. Lessa went down to investigate but I 
told her not to stay if she felt sick, the deck was the safest place for 
whatever had fallen. A few seconds later she came up and reported 
that some books had fallen. At 8:20 the wind suddenly came up 
from the north. There were two strong puffs, then it settled to a 
steady 35 knots. Soon there was spray washing over the boat as she 
continued along, making a respectable 8 knots while beating 
slightly into the wind. I went below and brought up some oilskins 
for us. The waves built to 8 feet. At around noon, I brought the 
boat around to the west and approached the entrance to the lagoon. 
The entrance is deep and well marked, but narrow. As we 
approached we could see a couple of cruise ships in down town. 
The entrance to the harbor would be tricky, as, if I got blown more 
than 50 yards to the east or west, I would crash on the reefs. We 
came through with no troubles, but I think Lessa found the sight of 
the breakers on either side of the channel a little unnerving. We 
anchored in the lagoon at 4 PM and awaited the customs boat.
      
      After passing customs, we motored to a dock were we took 
on water and fuel. Then we spent the evening in town. I bought 
Lessa a pretty sundress and a pair of sandals she "just gotta have." 
I smiled at myself because I was buying her exactly what I didn't 
want her to use-clothes. We had dinner at a waterfront restaurant 
and watched the two cruise ships get underway and go to sea. We 
returned to Magic at about 9 PM and went to bed. This time there 
was no fooling around. Lessa went straight to my cabin. I came 
into the cabin to see her sitting on my bunk, propped up on her 
elbows. One of her legs was straight while the other was bent. She 
seemed to be purposely displaying her pussy for me; her nipples 
were already expanding in anticipation. My dick swelled. I walked 
up to the bed and looked down on her-such a beautiful sight. 
Then she sat up and reached for my cock. She stroked it a couple 
of times and then moved to the edge of the bed. I wasn't expecting 
what came next. She leaned forward and took my hardening 
schlong into her mouth. She worked the head in and out, sucking 
vigorously. I began to hump slowly into her face, watching the 
head and about an inch of my shaft disappear. She continued to 
work my cock in and out, each time taking it a little deeper until I 
banged into the back of her throat. She took my cock for two more 
strokes before I pulled back-I was about to cum and I didn't want 
to shorten our lovemaking.
      
      I kneeled on the deck and began to eat her wonderful 
hairless snatch. She leaned back and arched her back as I sucked 
on her clit and pushed my tongue into her cooch. I ran my tongue 
around her clit and back and forth in her slit. Her lips were wide 
and I had the impression that my whole face was buried in her puss. 
I reached up and stroked her swollen nipples as she humped my 
face and groaned in orgasm. I sat up and wiped my face with my 
arm. She lay on the bed, her legs hanging over the edge, feet on the 
floor. I started rubbing my cock back and forth on her slit.
      
      In a little voice she said, "I want you inside me."
      
      All I did was make a slight change in the angle of my prick 
and the head pushed against her cunt opening but, it was obvious 
that I would hurt her if I forced myself into her. In a drawer next to 
the bed, I had a tube of K-Y. In some ports, you can only get 
unlubricated condoms, so I kept it there in case I needed it. I took 
some and spread it on my cock. Lessa watch with interest but did 
not say anything. After lubing up I put my cock head against her 
lips it slipped smoothly into her pussy. I stopped, then I slowly 
moved back and forth, each time pushing a little farther inside her. 
Lessa gazed up as my cock slid into her tight envelope. First, just 
the head, then another half inch, and then halfway up the shaft. I 
started pumping her faster as she lifted her legs up, pressing the 
inside of her thighs and knees against my ribs. The pressure was 
building up inside me as she reached up and pulled me down on 
top of her, her little body squirming tightly against me. She started 
to moan with my thrusts, humping her loins into me. I crawled 
forward so my knees were on the bed, supporting my weight on 
my elbows and knees. Lessa wrapped her legs around me and 
hugged me tightly. She was literally hanging on me as our passion 
built. I rolled over on my back, with Lessa on top of me. She 
moved back and forth, more and more violently impaling herself 
on my member. With a loud grunt she made two more rocks as I 
humped, driving my tool as deep into her little tube as it would go. 
I blew my load deep in her pussy, pumping cum for what seemed 
hours. Lessa collapsed on top of me, her body running with sweat, 
her breath coming in pants. Her hair was sticky with sweat. We lay 
there quietly for many minutes, my dick still throbbing in her 
pussy. After a while she fell asleep as my cock went flaccid and 
slipped out of her.
      
      We spent the next day exploring the island. I rented a motor 
scooter and we drove around. It felt so nice to have her hugging me 
from behind as we drove through the dunes and along the beaches. 
On the south side of the island, we found a secluded beach that had 
a few people on it. It was a nude beach, so we pulled our clothes 
off and splashed around in the warm surf. We lay in the sun to dry, 
watching others. As the evening approached, we made our way 
back to the boat, showered and then went out for the evening. We 
ate and then went around to a few clubs. I know I looked a little 
silly out clubbing with a ten-year-old, but I assumed that most 
people just thought I was a dotting father out with his daughter. I 
do know that she had a great time being part of an older scene. 
About midnight, we headed back to Magic.
      
      I put the boat to rights for the night and showered, then 
made my way to bed while Lessa showered. Lessa came aft later 
after she had finished. I was reading and finishing up a beer. She 
sat down on the edge of my bunk, and watched me reading. In 
anticipation my cock was already swelling. She reached out and 
started stroking my cock-and it quickly responded by coming to 
attention. When I reached over to pull her to me she said, "No, this 
time I'm doing this for you. Just lay back and enjoy."
      
      I did as she commanded, lying on my back.  She started a 
slow, steady stroking of my schlong. She was using two hands-just 
as I had taught her. She stared directly in my eyes and the cum 
started to build in me. Then she leaned forward and took the head 
of my dick into her mouth. She started sucking as she took more 
and more of my shaft in. My cock got incredibly hard as she 
bobbed, taking more than half of my shaft before my dick head 
banged into the back of her throat. Her bobbing became faster and 
her suction greater. This was totally incredible. I was not at all 
surprised that Lessa would be familiar with blowjobs, but she was 
giving me the best head I had ever experienced. She would 
alternately suck and lick, each time she engulfed my dick with her 
lips taking it to new depths in her magnificently soft, warm, and 
wet oral cavity. Her hair fell down over my loins. She made 
occasional slurping noises when air leaked in between my dick and 
her lips. The pressure was building inside me as I humped into her 
face, pushing my dick farther in.
      
      "Honey, I'm going to cum," I moaned.
      
      She looked up and paused. "It's ok," she said.  She looked 
back down, considering my dick for a moment, and then rammed 
my tool deep down her throat, taking the whole length. I think that 
her face actually hit my stomach just above my dick as she deep 
throated me. After two more dives, I came; shooting my wad in 
eight or ten shots in her mouth. She kept sucking and bobbing. 
Some of my cum leaked out of the corners of her mouth, running 
down the side of my dick and over her hands. After she had sucked 
all the cum out of me, she sat up. 
      
      "Yuck," she said through a laugh, "that was disgusting." 
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
      
      I reached down and pulled her on top of me, kissing her 
and shoving my tongue into her mouth. Her mouth was still 
slippery with my cum and I tasted it as we squirmed together. My 
dick was still hard between us and a little cum was still flowing out. 
This mixed with our sweat and saliva to make a slippery lubricant 
between us. Her nipples formed two hard pebbles against my chest; 
my still engorged cock rubbed against her pussy and thighs. Things 
were very wet and very warm and very passionate.
      
      I grabbed her butt with both hands and slid her forward. 
Her hard nipples stood out from her, otherwise, flat chest. I sucked 
first on one and then on the other. They tasted salty with her sweat 
and my cum. She giggled and lifted off of me when I started 
pushing her farther forward.
      
      With a questioning look she asked, "What do you want?"
      
      "Slide up and sit on my face," I said.
      
      I guess that this was not part of the education she had 
gotten by watching her parents because I don't think that she 
grasped my meaning. I slithered down so my face was between her 
thighs and started licking her lovely hairless cunt. There is nothing 
like going down on a prepubescent girl. The smoothness of such a 
hairless, smooth slot is wonderful. Even a shaved pussy still has 
some roughness to pull on your tongue. Also, a girl's cunt smells 
and tastes different. There is just a mild scent of a woman's musk. 
      
      Lessa got the idea and sat up, kneeling across my face. 
Looking up I could see her hard nipples. In my minds eye I could 
see us. Lessa kneeling on me, her hands on the bulkhead in front of 
her, her head thrown back. She was arching her back and grinding 
her pus into my face. Her cunt lips were spread wide and her hard 
clit stood out for the licking and sucking. I pushed my tongue as 
far into her vagina as it would go. She started bouncing up and 
down on it like it was a cock, her breath panting. I just kept my 
tongue out as far and as stiff as I could as she rode it into a 
shuddering orgasm. Her wetness mixed with my saliva and a 
trickle ran down my cheek.
      
      "God, that was incredible," she said as she rolled off me 
and spread out on her stomach on the bed.
      
       Her feet were next to my head so I started licking her ankle.
      
      "Stop that!" she giggled, pulling her feet away. "Come up 
here."
      
      I turned around and lay down half on my stomach, half on 
her back.  My dick was hard against her thigh. The feeling of being 
against her was too much and I started slowly humping her leg. I 
got up on my knees and pushed her legs farther apart. Then I lay 
down on her, my dick lying along her butt crack. I pushed my right 
hand under her hips and started fingering her slit. She started 
moving her hips back and forth, making small humps into my hand. 
Her cunt was still very wet-dripping in fact. I pushed her legs 
farther apart with my knees, and lifted off of her. I then pushed my 
dick between her cooch and the bed. She flared her butt up as I 
pulled back and my cock slid easily into her love canal. I started 
humping, running my dick in and out of her tight little pussy as she 
pushed backwards against me. Her breathing was becoming deeper 
when she said; "You are incredible. God I love being with you."
      
      I rolled on to my side and I continued to fuck her from 
behind. I reached around and started fingering her clit. She 
wrapped her leg over mine, spreading her legs farther to facilitate 
my fingering of her slot while my dick moved in and out of her 
vagina.  Then I rolled onto my back and pulled her on top of me. 
She was spread open, leaning back on my chest. I fingered her clit 
and rubbed her nipples. I just couldn't get enough of feeling her 
hairless pus and stiff nipples. She lifted off of me, doing a 
modified crab walk to better move my cock in and out of her slot. 
She rocked faster as I humped my dick deep into her and fingered 
her clit. She groaned as she came, her pussy clenched down on my 
dick and I blew another load into her cunt. This was the best time I 
had ever had in bed. I had lost my cherry at 14 when the 
neighbor's wife had to wait too long for her trucker husband to get 
home. It was amazing to me that a little ten-year-old girl could be 
such an awesome lover. She rolled off of me, then lay on her belly 
next to me and gave me an incredible deep kiss. We curled up 
together and went to sleep.
      
      We spent the next day lazing around the boat and went into 
town that evening. Again, we visited some of the local clubs and 
then returned to Magic. We made love that night in a slow and 
tender way. By now we knew each other well enough that there 
was no hurry, no anxiety, just wonderful love making. Lessa's 
child body was the most exciting thing to explore. I was amazed at 
the pleasure she could give me, and I think she felt the same. The 
sight of her hairless slit and flat chest, with just the hint of 
developing breasts, was more of a dream than I ever expected.

