Pedophile's Dream Part Three

--Leslie Schmidt

We continued along back toward my house. Megan 
rejoined us. The day had gone from warm to hot. As we 
approached the house I suggested we swim in the lake. The 
idea was popular.

About 100 yards from the house, I turned the horse toward 
the lake. He spend up some, anticipating a drink of water.

"Uncle Mark, we need to get our suits," Megan called from 
behind me.

"Haven't you ever heard of skinny-dipping? I never wear a 
suit around here." I continued on.

"You swim nakie?" Jana asked.

"All the time, it's a lot of fun."

When we got to the lake, I climbed off the horse, then lifted 
Jana down. Megan stayed on her pony. Jana ran to the edge 
of the water and looked in.

"Go ahead honey," I called as I started to unfasten the 
saddle from my horse. "The water doesn't get deep until 
your way out."

"I'm scared."

"I'll be right there," I said. I finished loosening the saddle 
and lifted it off the horse, then I secured the reins so they 
wouldn't hang down and get caught on anything. I knew 
the old horse wouldn't go far, he would just hang around, 
maybe go into the paddocks.

"Megan, you have to tie that pony, she may run off."

Megan climbed down and walked her to a fence. I went to 
Jana and took her hand. "Do you want me to come in with 
you?"

"Yes."

"Ok."

I led her back from the water and started taking my clothes 
off. First my boots and socks, then my shirt. Jana just stood 
there and watched me. "Come on, strip," I said.

She slipped out of her shoes and sat down in the dirt to pull 
her socks off. Then she pulled the little pink sleeveless off 
over her head. Her skin was very white, her nipples were 
just pink nubs on her boyish chest. By this time, I was 
pulling my pants and briefs free of my legs. Jana was 
looking at me she pushed her pants down, luckily, she was 
so interested in looking at me that she didn't notice the 
dried blood on her panties or in her crotch. I decided that I 
had to get her in the water quick or she might become 
scared.

I picked her up, my arm under her ass, and put her on my 
hip. She wrapped her legs around me, her calf brushed over 
my cock. As I started walking toward the water, Megan 
walked up. She saw the blood on Jana's pants. She looked 
up at me with a shocked expression.

The water rose up my legs as I walked into the water. 
When it reached my balls, I stopped. "Are you ready to get 
wet?"

"Yeesss," Jana giggled.

I ducked down, submerging us both to the neck. Jana 
squealed. I stood back up and the water cascaded off of us, 
then I dropped us again into the water. This time, when I 
stood up, I held Jana out at arms length, her skin was shiny 
and slick with the water dripping down her naked torso and 
legs. All the dried blood had been washed away.

The water was just up to my dick, it floated out on the 
surface but Jana didn't seem to notice. "Come on, Megan, 
the water's warm!" Jana called to her sister.

Megan was standing at the edge with an uncertain look on 
her face. "Come on, honey, it feels really good. It'll wash 
all the horse smell off."

Megan didn't say anything. "Come on, Megan!" Jana 
called again.

The nine-year-old looked around uncertainly, then slipped 
out of the shoes, standing on one foot until she had each 
sock carefully stowed in it's shoe. Again she looked around, 
then pulled her tee shirt off over her head. Next she undid 
her belt and pants, again looking around carefully, she 
pulled her jeans down and off, folding them in the grass 
and putting her folded shirt on top. She started toward the 
water in her blue panties. My pulse had been speeding up 
as I watched the long, slim preteen strip and I was really 
disappointed when she started toward the shore with her 
real delights still covered.

"Tell your sister she's cheating," I whispered to Jana.

"You're cheating!" Jana yelled and laughed.

Megan stopped and looked at me, the water was around her 
ankles. "There's no one around here," I said.

"O-k," she said in a relenting voice. She walked back to her 
clothes and pulled her panties off, giving me an awesome 
view of her smooth ass as she bent over. She dropped them 
on the pile of clothes, then turned around and looked at me 
with a "There, do you like that?" sort of expression. I smiled 
at her as I again started bouncing the five-year-old up and 
down in the water. My dick was growing in the water and I 
had to keep my knees bent to avoid having it stick up above 
the surface. A dull ache began behind my balls.

The nine-year-old walked past us into the deeper water. She 
began to swim, a smooth overhand stroke. Her long 
ponytail waved in the water behind her. She swam across 
the lake, then swam back, stopping near us, stooped down 
in the water.

I carried Jana into shallower water and put her down (my 
dick had relaxed quite a bit), then went for a swim. The 
girls splashed each other and laughed a lot while I admired 
the wonderful show.

After about 20 minutes, I suggested we get out. I carried 
Jana on my hip and held Megan's hand as we walked back 
to the horses. We picked up our clothes and, still naked, 
walked to the house. Once inside, the girls went to their 
room and I went to mine. A couple of minutes later, we 
were all dressed again. We left Jana on the porch while 
Megan and I took the horses to the paddocks, fed them and 
made sure they had water. Back at the house, I suggested 
that the girls explore around the place while I made dinner.

After we finished the pizza, I cranked up the generator and 
turned on the TV. We watched for a little while and I 
started to teach Jana how to play checkers. Megan asked if 
she could use the computer to check her e-mail. I turned on 
the wireless router and brought her my laptop. She looked 
shocked when Windows finished booting and my David 
Hamilton desktop came up. She looked at me with a 
curious expression.  A couple of minutes later, she asked if 
I had any games-she spent the next hours playing Frogger.

At about nine, I suggested that it was time for the girls to 
bathe and they went off to the tub. Again, I watched the 
two beautiful children washing each other's hair. This time 
they had remembered the night gowns. When they came 
out, I suggested desert. Tonight it would be milkshakes-
except with a difference.

While the girls were in the bath I had considered my 
options. I knew that Jana would be too sore for anything, so 
tonight I would set my sites on Megan. Jana's milkshake 
had a small dose of powder out of a sleeping pill while 
Megan got about a quarter of a hit of Ecstasy. I watched as 
the girls downed the drugged chocolate, then sat back to 
see the results.

Both girls started to show signs of the drugs quickly. At 
first, Jana became even more giggly as Megan became 
relaxed and a little flushed. After only 20 minutes, Jana was 
yawning and I carried her to her bed. Before I tucked her in, 
I pulled her nightgown off and admired her. Looking 
closely at her pussy, it was red and the inner lips were a 
little swollen. I went back out to see how far I would get 
with her nine-year-old sister.

Megan was sitting, cross-legged, on the floor in front of the 
sofa watching TV. I sat down behind her with my legs on 
either side of her shoulders. I started massaging her 
shoulders and neck (something I do especially well, I am 
told). She started rocking back and forth with my 
ministrations and soon was stretching her neck and 
obviously enjoying it. I tried to work my hands through the 
neck hole of the night gown, but it was too tight. I reached 
around her and unbuttoned the three small blue buttons in 
the front, then I was able the reach more of her shoulders.

I continued working the soft muscles of the girl's neck and 
shoulders and she became more relaxed as I moved out 
toward the triceps. "Ummm, that feels nice," she said.

Again, the neckline of her gown stopped me from working 
her shoulders properly. I moved my hands forward, down 
the front and worked the top of her pecs with my fingertips, 
but again, the fabric was stretched and, if I tried to move 
farther, would cut uncomfortably into the nine-year-old.

"Here," I said. "Let me pull up on this some." I pulled up 
gently on the nightgown and Megan lifted up to allow some 
of the fabric to be loosened from where she was sitting on it.

Now I was able to get my hands completely inside the top 
of the gown and I slowly and very sensually massages her 
shoulders and neck. Megan leaned back against the sofa, 
the back of her neck was an inch from where my aching 
cock was straining to rip out of the cotton walking shorts I 
had on.

I started working my way forward again, forward and down 
her front. With my fingertips, I massaged the child's 
pectoral muscles, starting with the tendon which moves up 
and out over the shoulders, then the tendon which extends 
into the upper arm and makes the front of the arm pit. Next 
I moved laterally, across the muscles above the nipples to 
where the flat muscles connect to the solar plexus.

I worked down each side of her solar plexus with my 
fingertips, moving them in slow circles, feeling the supple 
tendons and muscles move underneath her smooth and soft 
skin.

My heart was pounding and my dick was about to rip the 
fly out of my shorts as I moved my fingers out to the 
child's nipples. When I first brushed them, Megan let out 
her breath. As I ran my fingers around the nickel-sized 
nipples, firm swellings above the hard muscles of her chest, 
she started to breathe more deeply.

"I'm not sure you're supposed to be doing this," she said in 
a dreamy voice.

"I'll stop if you want me to," I answered. I was surprised by 
the roughness of my voice.

Megan closed her eyes, her breath was coming in pants. I 
continued massaging the preteen's nipples. She leaned back 
against the sofa and lay her head back, looking up at me 
and pushing against my cock.

She opened her eyes, they were glassy, focused beyond me, 
her lips were parted as she panted. She brought her hands 
up and, through the flannel, grasped my hands. She held 
them, moving with me, directing my rubbing of her nipples.

After a minute or so, I regathered my wits and moved 
toward my goal. "Come here."

I pulled my hands away from her chest and out of her night 
gown. I put my hands under her arms and lifted the child up, 
sitting her on my right thigh. She looked at me, her face
dreamy. I leaned to her and brushed her lips with 
mine. As I pulled away, she followed my lips. I looked at 
her, looking deep into her hazel eyes. She reached out and 
grabbed my collar, then pulled me back. This time, there 
wasn't a whole lot of gentleness or innocence to our kiss. 
Later Megan would tell me she learned to French during a 
game of Spin the Bottle. Our tongues were intertwined, I 
brought my hand back up to her chest and, again, rubbed 
her stiff nipples, but this time through the fabric of her 
gown. The feeling was incredibly erotic. My cock was 
pushing against her thigh.

I broke the kiss. "Here," I said. I pulled up on the white and 
blue flannel. Megan lifted up and the fabric pulled free of 
where she was sitting on it. I pulled it up and over her head. 
Her naked butt was against my thigh. Her red-brown 
nipples stood out from her almost olive colored skin.

I pulled my shirt off over my head. Then I put my hands on 
her nipples, again moving them in gentle circles with my 
fingertips. Megan let out a long breath. My plans had 
moved forward faster than I had ever anticipated. The drug 
had removed all of this gorgeous nine-year-old's 
inhibitions. I knew that she was mine for the taking, I could 
do anything I wanted and she would simply want more-at 
least tonight. I also knew that I could blow it terribly if I 
moved too fast, if I hurt her. Our time tonight would have 
to be an entirely pleasureful memory or she would not 
allow me to touch her again.

We kissed again and I moved my hand down from her 
chest to her thigh. I slowly ran my fingers between her legs 
and up toward her sex. She was sitting with her legs 
together, but, as my hand approached, she spread her thighs.

Her crotch was warm and moist, as I ran my finger along 
the top of her slit, I could feel the slickness of her little girl 
juices. We kissed again, then I gently pushed her back, she 
leaned onto the arm of the couch. This made her sex more 
open to me. She even slouched down so her ass was cradled 
between my thighs, and spread her legs farther.  

"Please," she said softly, imploring me to continue.

I started fingering her soft, hairless pussy slit more deeply. 
She was wet but not as wet as a mature woman becomes. 
However, I knew that, as she became more used to this, she 
would get wetter over the next few days until, probably in 
three or four days, I would be able to take her with ease and 
our love making would be consummated.

She was breathing harder and harder, the breaths coming 
with my strokes of her stiff little clit. She was becoming 
flushed, her face was a deep color, as was her neck and 
chest. I slid my hand deeper and pushed my finger into the 
opening of her vagina. There was a short intake of breath as 
I pushed inside her. I was surprised that there was no 
hymen. (Later that week, she told me that about a year 
before, a horse had bucked her and she had hit the saddle 
horn very hard. She was actually hurt badly enough that she 
had been taken to the hospital because they feared a broken 
pubic bone. She said that her mother had explained why 
she had bled and also that she had been sore for weeks.) 

I pushed my finger deep inside her, the entire length went 
in until I felt the marble sized cervix at the top. I started 
finger-fucking her in earnest, rubbing her clit with my 
thumb while I pushed my finger in and out of her. She 
seemed tight, but when I pushed a second finger inside her, 
she opened her eyes wide but didn't seem to be in pain.

Her orgasm overtook her suddenly, one moment she was 
rocking back and forth with my finger thrust, then, she 
convulsed in a sudden rapture, throwing her hips up and her 
head back. At the same time, she screamed, 
"AHHHHhhhh!" Her pussy clenched down on my fingers. 
She threw her legs out straight and convulsed again, again 
screaming in her orgasm. Every inch of her nine-year-old 
body was wet with sweat, her back was like a board, the 
muscles in her thighs and shoulders stood out like a body 
builders. The veins and tendons in her neck stood out. In 34 
years, I had never seen such an intense, visceral climax. 
With every push inside her, she shuddered and groaned, the 
intensity of each spasm a little easier than the last.

Slowly, she came back down. Her eyes focused on me and 
she gave me a relaxed smile.

"Wow," I said, "seemed you enjoyed that."

"MMMmmmm, yeah," she said in an easy voice.

Lifting her up and putting her on the sofa next to me, I said, 
"It's my turn now."

I pushed my shorts down to my ankles and sat back down 
on the couch. The girl stared at my penis, standing straight 
up from my lap. "I've never seen one hard like that."

I pulled her up and took her hands, guiding them and 
wrapping them around my cock. Megan looked down at my 
dick head, sticking out from between her cupped hands.

"Stroke it, up and down, like this." I guided her little hands 
along the shaft.

I turned slightly to make it easier for her to move her arms 
up and down.

"Here, with your thumbs, rub the bottom of the head."

She continued stroking and I quickly started to feel the jez 
building behind my balls.

"Is the sperm going to come out?" she asked.

"Yeah." My voice was getting a little breathy as I built. "A 
little faster."

She quickened her pace. "Squeeze just a little bit."

The sensations from the hand job were overwhelming me 
and I leaned back against the arm of the sofa as I started to 
hump to meet her. She took her cue from my movements 
and stroked faster and harder as I humped.

"Here it comes." My voice was hoarse as semen boiled, my 
stomach was in knots, the muscles of my groin and thighs 
were spasming and I straightened out my legs.

"AAAHHHHhhhhggggg."

Sperm flooded out of my dick, the first stream flying up 
and falling over Megan's hands. I pumped jez again and 
again, it ran down my dick and into the child's hands as she 
continued to stroke, her hands sliding easily with the new 
lube. After almost a minute of constant climax, I had to 
stop her.

"So that's what it looks like," she said, pulling her hands 
away. A long string of semen stretched out from the side of 
her hand to the head of my dick. She inspected the white 
goo on the back of her hands. "I thought there'd be little 
swimmy things."

"No, they're much too small to see."

She held her hand to her nose and sniffed. "Mommy says 
it's really slimy and kind of gross when a guy shoots it in 
your mouth."

I was a little shocked by hearing this from an nine-year-old. 
"Oh, but that's so good to do that," I said. "What else has 
your mommy told you?" I picked up my shorts and started 
wiping the semen off of her hands. "She says that if you 
swallow a man's...stuff, he'll do anything for you."

I exploded in laughter. "Well, she's probably right about 
that!" Megan giggled with me.

"Anything else?"

"Well...," she looked a little uncomfortable. "She's told me 
about you and her."

Now, that was a surprise. Lori and I were lovers when I 
was a teenager and she was ten or eleven. When my dad 
found out, there was hell to pay. Later, we were more 
discrete when I was at college and she was in high school.

"She said you were always very gentle and sweet. She said 
you always treated her like an angel."

I wasn't sure what to answer. "I love your mother very 
much," I said. "We were always best friends when we were 
growing up."

I leaned forward and kissed my niece. Again, our tongues 
danced. I broke the kiss looked into her face.

"I love you, Uncle Mark."

"I love you too, sweetheart," I said.

I pulled her back on to my lap and we kissed again, then I 
picked her up and carried her to my bedroom.

I sat her down on the edge of the bed, then pushed her 
down onto her back with her legs hanging over the edge. I 
leaned down on my elbow next to the child-goddess and 
kissed her. Her mouth was welcoming and, as we kissed, I 
again rubbed her nipples with my fingertips.

"Ohhh," she whispered past my ear as I kissed the side of 
her chin. I kissed her throat, then stuck the tip of my tongue 
out and ran it along the side of her wind pipe. I sucked 
gently at the turn of her neck and shoulder as I moved my 
hand down over her smooth belly. I love the feeling as I 
move my hand down from a little girl's navel, down across 
her smooth belly to the slight rise of her mons. I marvel at 
the feeling of the incredibly smooth and soft skin, no coarse 
hair, just soft lips and a damp slit between.

As I moved my finger along her slit, I started sucking her 
nipple, first the left, then the right. She started to rock her 
hips with my hand and she put her arms around my head, 
holding my mouth on her prepubescent breast. I put my 
mouth completely around her nipple on her flat chest and 
started moving the tip of my tongue over the erect nub as I 
pushed my index finger deep into her nine-year-old cunt. 
She groaned again and humped against my hand, throwing 
her own arms out. Then I felt her hand on my shoulder 
gently pushing me down.

I slowly moved south, kissing her ribs and across her upper 
abdomen. I stopped and French kissed her lovely navel, 
then swiveled around, kneeling on floor and kissing down 
her belly before I ran my tongue along her slit.
 
When the tip of my tongue hit her clit, she jumped and 
shook. I started sucking her pussy in earnest, she had a mild 
womanly scent and she was nicely wet. She pulled her legs 
up, her knees high in the air and looked down at me as I 
fucked her with my tongue. When I put my mouth 
completely around her mons and, sucking gently, pushed 
my tongue up and down her slit, first tickling her clit, then 
pushing into her vagina, she put her hands on either side of 
my head and held me there as she threw her head back and 
screamed with orgasm. There was a sudden rush of preteen 
pussy juices into my mouth as she bucked hard and 
slammed my face into her crotch. 

She was repeatedly rocked by orgasms, waves breaking 
over her little body, for minute after minute before she 
pushed me away, no longer able to sustain the energy. She 
was panting, hard, with quick breaths. Rivulettes of 
perspiration ran down her sides and forehead. Beads of 
sweat covered her upper lip, another drop of sweat ran from 
her collar bone up and over her shoulder. There was a damp 
outline of her shape on the sheet; it was downright wet on 
the edge of the bed where her ass was.

I stood up at her feet, my dick was standing out over her.

"Oh, God. I never thought....," she said between her pants.

I pulled her up to a sitting position, leaned down and kissed 
her deeply. I'm sure she got a taste of her own pussy. She 
pulled away and looked straight at my enraged dick, no 
more that a foot from her.

"It's your turn now."

I know my eyes glazed over as the beautiful fourth grader 
leaned forward and took the head of my dick into her 
mouth. My knees went weak as I watched her start to 
gently suck me, pushing forward and sliding my dick into 
her until I hit the back of her throat. Then she pulled back, 
taking me out and held my cock in front of her. She looked 
up at me.

"Remember what my mommy told me?"

Then she, again, pushed my dick into her mouth. She 
bobbed back and forth a few times, I was about to collapse.

"Darling, let me lay down," I said.

I pulled out of her and moved around, sitting on the bed. 
She never let go of my cock as I swung my legs onto the 
bed and she turned around to kneel next to me. Once I was 
settled, she pushed down on my cock, taking in to the back 
of her throat again. I was in heaven. I brushed back her 
chestnut hair so I could watch.

After about a minute, I said, "What has your mother told 
you?"

She looked at me, my dick still in her mouth, then pulled it 
out and licked the head. Then she bent down and kissed my 
balls. Next she took my right testicle into her mouth and 
sucked while she stroked my cock. She pulled my other nut 
into her mouth and moved them around with her tongue 
before licking the entire length of my cock. Again she 
sucked on my head, then she lifted up and arched her back 
and I watched, mesmerized, as she slowly pushed down, 
sliding me past the back of her mouth and down her throat, 
sliding my entire seven-inch dick down her throat until her 
nose hit my pubic bone. All I could do was groan, "Oh 
God."

She pulled back and continued bobbing while cupping my 
balls with her hand. I built fast and started humping into her 
face. She sensed my growing excitement and moved faster, 
once shoving me deep down her throat. When she pulled 
back I humped twice before blowing my sack into her 
mouth.

She clamped her lips around my cock and sucked hard, 
pulling my cum out. I fired again and again and felt her 
throat contracting as she swallowed the semen I was firing 
into her mouth. She kept sucking after I had finished and I 
had to pull her off.

She looked up at me a grinned. "Now you have to give me 
anything I want."

"Anything darling."

She looked thoughtful for a minute, then said, "Well, first, 
would you lick me again?"

I know I had the most shit-eating grin on my face as I knelt 
between that nine-year-old's thighs.


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