Seven-year-old Nympho Part II

--Leslie Schmidt


During the night, I had to take a leak. When I got back to 
Brit's room I just couldn't help pulling the covers off of her 
and looking at her. She was on her stomach; one of her 
hands was right in front of her face, her thumb pointing at 
her open mouth. Only occasionally did she still suck her 
thumb. Her other arm was down along her side. She had a 
wonderfully cute rounded butt. One of her knees was bent, 
this flared her butt into the air a little and gave a nice view 
of her full pussy lips.

Brit had always been a sound sleeper, so I knew I wouldn't 
wake her when I rolled her over on her back. Now the full 
extent of her wonderful preteen body was in front of me. 
Her mouth was slightly open, her head thrown back. One of 
her arms was above her head, her hand tangled in her hair. 
Her nipples were just pink nubs on a boyish chest. She had 
her other hand on her stomach, her fingers were covering 
her navel. Her full pussy lips disappeared between her still 
slightly chubby thighs.

I pulled on her knee and spread her legs slightly. Her lips 
parted, revealing the pink hood over her clit and her inner 
pussy lips. Almost unconsciously, I started stroking myself.

I had been kneeling beside the bed, now I stood up as a 
truly strange idea came across me. I started stroking myself 
while I looked at the sleeping seven-year-old. The whole 
idea was just too much of a turn on-shooting my jez 
across my sleeping niece. As I watched the angel sleeping, 
cum was building behind my balls. I had a totally raging 
hard on, my heart was pounding, I could feel sweat cooling 
my back and drips trickling down my sides. A couple of 
drops of pre-cum were thrown off the end of my dick and 
landed on Brits stomach as she snored softly.

The blood was pounding in my ears and I started to hump 
to meet my hand. My knees were weak, I violently pulled 
on my dick as my ass muscles spasmed along with my 
prostrate. A huge stream of my semen exploded out of me 
and shot across Brits little girl chest. I groaned as another 
flew onto her chest and shoulder, some landing in her hair. 
My knees buckled as a third shot arched high to fall onto 
her stomach and the back of her hand. I caught myself from 
falling as the last of my cum dribbled out of the end of my 
dick onto the sheets next to Brit.

She stirred a little, turning her head to the other side and 
made some small noises. She lifted her hand up and put in 
the pool of semen on her chest. A concerned look flashed 
across her face as she lifted her hand out of the unexpected 
wetness, then she put her hand down and smeared the jez 
down her abdomen-still asleep. She rolled toward me, 
onto her side and pulled at the pillow, then snuggled 
against it. She sighed and relaxed into a deeper sleep.

Without thinking, I lowered back down onto my knees and 
put the tip of my dick against Brit's lips. Instinctively she 
started to suck, pulling the head into her mouth. She 
continued to suck, her throat muscles working to pull the 
last of my semen out of my dick.

I uncontrollably groaned, "Ahhhgg." I leaned over her, 
putting my hands on the wall above the bed. I made slow 
humps in to her mouth, and she sucked as I slid just a little 
in and out. After about three small pushes, Brit let go and 
rolled over onto her other side, my dick sliding across her 
cheek and into her hair, leaving a wet trail of my cum and 
her saliva. She found her mouth with her thumb, curled into 
a ball and made some small noises. Again, she sank into a 
deep sleep.

My head was swimming. This evening had been the biggest 
turn on I had ever had. I looked at my watch-ten minutes 
after midnight. I had cum three times in as many hours. My 
heart was still beating hard, my gut was still twisted with 
adrenaline. I was soaking in sweat and needed a drink.

I stumbled to the kitchen and pulled a bottle of beer out of 
the fridge, cracked it open and took a long draft. I finished 
it with another long swig, then grabbed another. I went into 
the living room and sat down in front of the TV.

After only about ten minutes, I was falling asleep. I went 
back to Brits room and looked at the goddess-sprite 
sleeping there. I picked her up and carried her into the 
master bedroom, where I slept and curled around her. I 
burped a beer belch and sank into sleep. A little later, I was 
aware of Brit getting out of bed, then the toilet flushing and 
the bed shaking as she climbed back in.

The clock read 8:12 when I woke up-alone. I could hear 
the TV through the door way. I got up and, it was while I 
was pissing that I remembered what happened the night 
before. I looked in the mirror and smiled nervously. I 
thought about pulling on some shorts but decided not to. 
The idea of being naked in front of Brit was alluring, I'm 
not sure why. 

I went through the living room into the kitchen, Brit looked 
up from the couch where she was watching TV. She was 
wrapped in a throw blanket. I poured water in the top of the 
coffee maker, then returned to the living room and sat 
down next to Brit.

"What'cha watchin'?"

"Sponge Bob."

We watched for a couple of minutes. It looked pretty stupid. 
The coffee maker started making the gurgling noise. "Do 
you want anything?" I asked.

"Can I have a pop tart?"

"Sure." I went into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee. I 
filled a glass with milk for Brit and grabbed a packet of pop 
tarts, then went back and sat down.

"Here, I brought you some milk too."

"Thanks," she said, still absorbed in the TV.

I pulled a book for my Medieval History class off the end 
table and started reading Chapter 15 for the third time.

"Share the blanket with me."

Brit lifted the edge up. As I slid over next to her, I got a 
glimpse of a bare hip.

We sat, I read while she munched on pop tarts. Her hip and 
thigh was warm against me. Brit slouched down some and 
leaned against my shoulder. I continued reading as the 
inane cartoon went on on the tube.

It was about five minutes later that I became aware of a 
rhythmic movement against me. I looked at Brit. It was 
obvious that she had her hand in her lap and was rubbing 
herself. She was started to breath harder. At the same time, 
my dick started to swell, making a bulge in the blanket.

I was amused and turned on.

"Are you rubbing yourself ?" I asked.

Brit stopped moving and giggled nervously.

I lifted up the blanket. Brit had her hand between her legs. 
"Show me what you do."

Brit giggled again but, without saying a word, started to 
move her hand up and down again. I watched as she ran her 
little fingers up and down her slit. She pushed her head 
back into the cushions and started to hump into her hand. 
With her fingertips, she spread her lips wide and then 
moved her hand in a circle, stimulating her clit. Her breath 
was deep now and her skin was flushed. She stopped with 
her clit and pushed her index finger into her vagina, 
fingerfucking herself with quick motions.

Meanwhile, I was stroking myself as I watched the 
beautiful seven-year-old masturbate herself closer and 
closer to orgasm. Brit grunted and humped hard, burying 
her finger deep inside herself. I desperately needed release.

I stood up, then knelt down in front of her. "Here, let me 
rub against you." Brit slouched down more, making her 
cute little pussy open for me.

I took my dick and started rubbing it along her slit. She was 
wet from her self-gratification and I moved smoothly along 
the furrow of her sex. The action started to turn Brit on 
again, she started breathing with my thrusting and humping 
against me. She put her hands on my dick, pushing it 
against her.

As we both built toward climax, she put more and more 
pressure against me, pushing my dick harder and harder 
against her stiff little clit. She was rocking her head from 
side to side, making little mewing noises. Her preteen 
pussy juices were making my dick slide smoothly along her. 
When she came (just before I did), she pushed hard against 
my dick as I pulled back, when I pushed forward and 
exploded with my first shot of cum, my dick popped into 
her pussy, burying at least four inches.

Brit gasped with pain but I was beyond control. I pulled 
back, then shoved back deep into her, filling her tiny pussy 
with my jez. I humped once more, blowing more cum deep 
into her. I looked down and saw that my dick and her puss 
were red with blood. I had deflowered my seven-year-old 
niece!

When Brit saw the blood, she started to cry. I pulled her 
against me, my dick still deep inside her.

"Shh, shh, shh,... it's ok. It's ok. That always happens the 
first time." I held her tight. "I'm sorry it hurt honey, it 
won't again."

Brit sniffled against my chest. She started to stand up and 
pulled my dick out of her. She was standing in front of me. 
There was blood smeared around her crotch and a thin 
stream of blood and cum was running down the inside of 
her thigh. Brit calmed down-that's what she's like, she 
will get scared but then regains her composure quickly. She 
put her hand between her legs, then looked at her hand. 
"Am I having my period ?"

"No honey," I said. "There's a little flap of skin inside you 
that broke. It happens to every girl the first time. The next 
time, it won't hurt like that."

Brit was silent. She bent over and inspected herself. "Its 
stopped."

"Yeah. There's just a little," I said. "Let's put you in the 
shower.

She looked at my dick. "Your bloody too."

"A little, it's ok."

We went hand in hand down the hall and got into the 
shower. We had a fun, giggling time playing with soap 
bubbles. I shampooed her hair. She made fun of me as she 
washed my dick and balls, saying they looked like a tired 
old turkey.

When we got out, Brit reminded me that she didn't have 
any clean panties. I said, "Oh well. I guess you'll just have 
to go without." To my surprise, she just nodded and padded 
off to her bed room. I was tying my shoes when she came 
in wearing a cute blue dress, and white socks.

"Did you find some panties?" I asked.

"Nope," she said as she pulled her dress up, showing me 
her bald pussy.

"Kind of breezy, isn't it?"

"It feels good."

I smiled. "What do you want to do today?"

"Can we see a movie?"

"Sure. And we have to do some shopping also. Then I need 
to study some. I'll get you a game for the Playstation."

We ate some more breakfast, then cleaned up. The grocery 
store was nearly deserted at 10:00 AM on a Saturday. 
When I pulled a cart free Brit asked if she could ride in it. 
She's a little big, but I said ok. It was while I was putting 
her down in the seat, (she was awkwardly working her legs 
through the bars) that I remembered that she wasn't 
wearing any panties. Her dress lifted up, exposing her from 
the waist down when her hem got caught on the seat and 
handle.  Brit noticed the problem when she felt the cool 
plastic seat on her bare butt.

I looked around the parking lot, but no one seemed to be 
watching. "Maybe you should walk," I said.

"No, I'll just keep my dress down," she said. She worked 
her dress down through the leg holes and under her butt.

In the store, I picked up the usual staples for the week-
milk, cereal, bread, frozen pizza, beer. Between the 
feminine hygiene and the condoms, I found the blue and 
white box of KY. Brit didn't seem to notice the item in the 
cart.

When we got home, Brit put the groceries away while I 
checked the Internet for movies. "What's this?" she asked, 
coming out of the kitchen.

"Just put it in your mom's room," I said.

Brit went down the hall. Later she would learn all about 
what was in there!

The movie wasn't on for another three hours, so I hit the 
books and left Brit to entertain herself. I had to work on the 
computer, so I was in Jo's (my) room. For a while, the TV 
was on, then there were the sounds of a video game, then 
quiet. I was concentrating hard and the hours passed 
quickly. I took breaks as I had to move laundry in and out 
of the washer and dryer. About 2:30 I finished up, the 
apartment was silent.

I went out to find Brit. Her room was empty, as was the 
living room. I knew she would have asked to go out, then I 
saw her on the patio.

I was a little shocked to see her lying in the sun, naked. I 
opened the sliding door and looked around. The postage 
stamp sized yard, only a thin strip of soil around the 
concrete slab, had a wooden privacy fence around it and, 
unless someone peeked through the chinks, it was private.

"Does Jo let you lay out here like this?" I asked.

"Well, Mommy does."

"Oh, sounds good. It's time to get ready for the movie."
 
Brit went into her room and soon returned in a tee shirt and 
shorts. That's one of the great things about living in Florida, 
no winter to speak of. Here it was, February, and it was 
warm enough to sunbathe.

The movie was pretty silly, as can be expected, and I was 
glad to get out of it. We did some window shopping in the 
mall and rode a carousel in one of the large lobbies. Then 
we had dinner at a Chucky Cheese's-the perfect date for a 
seven-year-old (almost eight! I was reminded).

We finished off at a lighted playground on the beach, but it 
was getting a little cool so I said it was time to go home.

At home, I felt a little awkward. How do you make a 
romantic setting for a second grader? Brit wanted to play a 
game, so we pulled out the Sorry game. Then we moved on 
to Battle Ship. After the first game (I lost) I got an idea.

"Hey, let's make this Strip Battle Ship."

"Whaaaat?" she said.

"Every time I sink one of your ships, you have to take 
something off."

Brit giggled. "What about you?"

"I'll take something off also, when you sink one of my 
ships."

Brit started setting up her board.

The first ship sunk was my submarine. Brit giggled as I 
took off my belt. Next she sunk my destroyer, so I pulled 
off one of my shoes. I counted it up, I figured that she was 
only wearing three things, shirt, shorts, and panties, and I 
had on shoes and socks, so I would have to loose a lot. 
There were eleven items of cloths between us and  we each 
had four ships. The game would go a little over two 
rounds-if we scored evenly. Actually, I was looking to 
scoring some preteen nooky.

Next I sunk her aircraft carrier, she looked around shyly, 
then pulled off her shorts with a sweet giggle. I made sure 
that she next sunk the rest of my ships, so now I had three 
items on, she had two.

We set up the boards again and started the battle. First, I let 
her sink my battleship. I pulled off my shirt. Next, I sank 
her destroyer, my dick firmed in anticipation when Brit 
pulled her shirt off. Her flat chest and small pink nipples 
were just too sexy.

Next she (honestly) sunk my carrier, I looked appropriately 
silly as I pulled off my jeans while sitting down-Brit 
giggled at my struggles. Now we were both wearing only 
our underwear. I had my sub and destroyer, she had a 
carrier, battleship, and sub. I knew I had to cheat.

The next few minutes were pretty dry for both of us as shot 
after shot failed to hit.

"H-7"

"Hit!" she said.

"B-8."

"Miss."  Brit looked disappointed. Actually, she had just 
blown my sub in half.

"H-9."

"Hit"

Her next shot missed.

"H-10"

"Hit."

"H-11."

"Miss!" she said with a tone of vengeance.

"H-8."

"Hit" she said in a low voice. "You sunk my battleship."

"Ok. You know what you have to do." I said.

Brit lay back and lifted her hips, then pulled her panties 
down. When she had them disentangled from her feet, she 
sat up cross-legged and threw them at me. The hit me in the 
chest and fell into my lap. I picked them up and started 
chewing on them. Brit giggle, "Oooooooo!"

Next I let her sink my destroyer. I got up on my knees and 
pulled my briefs down. My half hard dick was even with 
her face. Again, she giggled. Now we were both naked and 
each had one ship left.

After two more shots, I hit her carrier. Soon it was sunk.

"I don't have anything more," she said.

"Ok, kiss me," I said.

Brit leaned across the board, we kissed. I put my arms 
around her and pulled her against me, then I leaned back 
and she ended up spread on top of me, her hips between my 
thighs. She giggled, then I pulled her face back down to 
mine and kissed her deeply, our tongues entwined. My dick 
pushed up against her thighs.

After a minute, she pulled back, a calculating look on her 
face. "You want to have sex again." It was a statement, not 
a question.

"I only want to do what you want, honey."

She leaned back down and kissed me. "Do you want to do 
it here, or go in my bedroom?"

"Let's go to mine."

She climb off of me and headed down the hall. By the time 
I got to the bedroom, she was already on the bed, pulling 
the covers down. We slid under the sheets and blankets 
together, then, lying on our sides facing each other, cuddled 
and kissed. My dick was rock hard against her thighs. She 
started to breathe harder.

I pushed Brit away, rolling her on her back, and pulled the 
covers down. I could tell she was turned on; her skin was 
flushed and a little damp with perspiration. I put two of my 
fingertips on her left nipple and rubbed it gently with a 
circular motion. Brit closed her eyes.

"Do you like that?"

"Yeah," she said in a small voice.

I leaned over and moved the tip of my tongue around the 
other nipple. Brit pushed her chest out as she let out a long 
breath.

I moved my hand down to her slit, moving my finger along 
her clit. She spread her legs and humped a little to meet me.

"That feels really good when you do that," she said.

I leaned over her and started sucking on her other nipple as 
I moved my index finger farther between her legs. I moved 
up and down along her lips as her wetness spread on my 
finger and along her sex. Her inner pussy lips parted when I 
wagged my finger from side to side, then I gently pushed 
my finger into her seven-year-old vagina. Her entire pussy 
was so soft and smooth. I marveled at how slick it was with 
no course hair pulling at me. My finger slid easily into her 
and Brit groaned, wrapping her arms around my head, 
holding my lips to her tiny bumps of nipples.

I lifted up and she, reluctantly, released me. Then I leaned 
down and ran my tongue along the top of her slit. There 
was a hiss of breath and she spread her legs wide, flaring 
her pussy up to meet me.

Her preteen cunt was wet, her juices were light and a little 
sweet smelling. She ran her hand along the back of my 
head. As I moved my tongue over her clit I could watch as 
my finger moved in and out of her vagina. With her cherry 
gone, I could push my entire index finger inside her, feeling 
the ball of her cervix with my fingertip. When I pulled my 
finger out, it was wet and shiny, then it would slip easily 
back inside her.

As for myself, my cock was rock hard against her calf, my 
heart was pounding in my ears and I was having the most 
extreme adrenaline rush I had ever experienced. My vision 
was incredibly sharp, I could feel every part of my body, I 
could hear Brits heart, a staccato beat next to my ear. My 
own heart, I could feel pulling as it sucked in blood, then 
flexing, almost painfully, as it expelled blood. I could feel 
the blood surge up through my neck and into my gut.

I lifted my head and kissed her. She met my lips and mouth, 
breathing hard around through her mouth. I looked at her, 
her eyes were dark, her face was red, strands of her hair 
were stuck to the moisture on her forehead and cheeks.

"If you put it in me, will it hurt?" she asked.

"I'll go real slow, honey. You tell me if you want me to 
stop."

Then I pulled her leg up above my hip. I was on my side, 
she was on her back with her leg over my hip. I put the 
head of my dick on her slit and moved it up and down. Brit 
looked down, then lifted up on her elbows, pulling both of 
her knees in the air. She was wet, but not quite wet enough. 
I knew that if I tried to enter her it would hurt and that was 
the last thing I wanted to do.

Brit watched my head move along her slit a couple of times, 
then I put it at the entrance of her vagina and gently pushed. 
She leaned back and looked at me, I could see a little fear 
in her eyes.

"Here, I've got something that will keep it from hurting," I 
said.

 I reached across her and took the box off the night stand. 
Brit watched with interest as I ripped the end off the box 
and pulled out the tube of KY.

"What's that?"

"It'll make things slide easier," I said.

She followed everything I did as I opened the tube, then put 
a nickel size dab of the clear jell on the end of my dick, 
then spread it around with my fingers.

I pulled back, then pushed my head against the opening of 
her pussy. Brit lay back against the pillow. Slowly, gently, I 
pushed. Her tiny pussy opened and slowly accepted the 
head.

"Is that ok?" I asked.

Brit inhaled, then said "Yeah" in a quite, breathy voice.

I pushed more and my dick easily slid into her incredibly 
tight and soft vagina. She took at least four of my eight 
inches before I hit the top. Brit looked at me, a wondrous 
expression on her face. I started moving in and out of her 
preteen body. She closed her eyes and exhaled through 
pursed lips, her whole body relaxing and sinking into the 
bed.

We made love like this for a while, I gently fucked her, 
sliding in and out slowly, watching her writhe with my 
slow thrusts. I propped my head up with my arm on my 
elbow and watched as her climax grew. I was so in to 
watching her that I forgot about myself and watched as she 
writhed and humped, her breath coming in gasps. I knew 
she was coming and I humped into her as she was rocked 
by an orgasm, arching her back, sweat running down her 
temples and on her shoulders and neck. It was after she had 
sunk back down, her pussy spasms subsiding, her breathing 
slowing, that I realized that I had not come-so fascinated I 
had been in watching a seven-year-old have her first true 
orgasm.

I was still rock hard and deep inside her as she came to, 
opening her eyes and looking at me. "Here honey. Lay on 
top of me."

As I rolled onto my back, my cock slid out of her. I reached 
over and rolled her on top of me. Now her face was directly 
above mine. I pulled her knees up slightly so her thighs 
were on either side of my hips, but she was not on her 
knees, she was laying on me, her full weight on me. My 
dick was pushed against her slit and all I had to do was 
rock back slightly, then push forward and my cock slid 
back inside her.

Again, Brit blew out her breath through pursed lips, her 
eyes closed. I slowly started to hump, moving my dick in 
and out of her. Brit started to rock back and forth to meet 
my advances. Her entire weight was on top of me, but she 
was so light! She probably only weighed 60 pounds, a very 
comfortable and warm weight on my chest and abdomen. I 
could wrap my arms completely around her, her small rib 
cage expanding and contracting against my chest and arms. 
Her butt was so small, I could cover it with one of my 
hands. I held the back of her head with my palm and kissed 
her, my fingers entangled in her hair.

Brittany put her hands on my collar bones, spread out. She 
lifted herself on her forearms and elbows, her head up, 
laying there, sphinx like. Her knees were against the 
outside of my thighs, about half way to my knees, her feet 
were across my legs, just below my knees.

She started pushing back with her arms, moving down to 
meet my thrusts inside her. She would squeeze me between 
her thighs as my penis moved deep into her tiny snatch.

As we continued, we started moving faster, I pushed with 
more force into her as she pushed back, making my dick 
slide the full depth of her.

She began to groan with each push, her eyes were still 
closed. My balls were ready to explode as my thrusting 
became uncontrollable. I grabbed her ass with both my 
hands, moving her up and down on me as I fucked her.

Soon her groans were short screams of, "Ah, Ah, Ah!" I 
was grunting with each thrust. We were both soaked with 
sweat. Brit threw her head back and yelled, "OOhh, 
God!!!" as her pussy clamped down on me. An enormous 
ball of semen was ripped out of me, every muscle in my 
body contracting to force the explosion of sperm down my 
cock in into Brit's pus. I pumped wad after wad of cum into 
her prepubescent womb as she slammed her tiny body back 
against my cock to accept each one. I don't know how 
many times my gut fired jez into her, but it seemed to go on 
for ever.

Brit collapsed against me, her face on my chest. Her breath 
was coming in short pants, I was gasping as if I had just 
completed a 100 meter sprint-under water.

We lay like that for several minutes, Brit laying on me, my 
dick still deep in her preteen body. I could feel the wetness 
between us, her juices and my seminal fluids ran down my 
ass crack and soaked the sheets.

Brit lifted her head up off of me, sweat and her drool 
shined on her cheek. She smiled and looked beyond me, 
"wow."

"So, you enjoyed that?" I said with a laugh.

"Oh yeah," she said.

"You're wonderful, Brit."

"So are you."

My dick was shrinking and it slipped out of her. "Oh, that's 
too bad," I said. Brit giggled, then kissed my chin, then bit 
it.

"Do you want some dinner now?" I asked.

"Can we have pizza?"

"Sure."

She rolled off of me, then sat on the side of the bed. I could 
see her leaning over, inspecting herself. She put her hand 
between her legs, then pulled it up and inspected the goo on 
her fingers.

"Kind of slimy."

She got up and went into the bathroom. Through the door, I 
watched her take a wad of toilet paper and wipe herself, 
then through it in the toilet. I got out of bed, went to her 
and took her hand, then led her to the kitchen.


To be continued.

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