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Tilly Part 1

Her name was Tilly, what a name for these times eh?

Tilly by name and by appearance, the poor thing, I hear you not caring.

Long thin piece of string, ear length lank straight oily looking hair, no female shape you could notice, and with insipid eyes magnified by round horn rimmed spectacles. She also always had the uniform to go with it; long shapeless unattractive dowdy skirt with a high buttoned white blouse, muddy pinkish cardigan completing the ensemble. She was in her early to mid twenties, single and an apparent spinster in the making, she had moved into one of the terraced cottage type houses about three up from mine.

She also had a wonky leg, the left one, it kind of bowed somewhere around the knee area, bit difficult for most to say though what with the long calf length skirts. People round our way reckoned on infantile Rickets or Polio but I had my doubts. And you never saw her without her carrying a boringly large gray bag.

What's that old saying, `never judge a book by its covers?'

It had to happen of course, the knock at the door and there she was with her bag. It had only taken her a month of waves, hellos and goodbyes. What I didn't know was how observant she was.

"I was wondering if I might disturb you for a while" she said, which seemed a bit odd and rather forceful coming from a bandy legged tiller, or I should say Tilly. "I want to get your advice on something."

Ever the gallant I let her in or perhaps I should say, I stood back and she kind of wonked in. It was around early evening, the dark just getting ready to envelop us all.

Yes she would indeed have glass of wine, just the one to give her an appetite; it was just as well I had recently got a case in. One can sometimes mean many; 1 glass, 1 bottle, 1 case, 1 large container load, and infinite possibilities thereafter really.

She took a sip and I waited to find out how I was going to be helping her but initially we just talked, what we talked about is a blurred memory that still remains blurred. She eventually got around to her main reason for her visit.

I was just bending over to pour her the forth glass, this was on the second bottle, when she kind of emptied my glass.

"I've noticed you have quite a few friends, female friends, rather young female friends too they seem," she said smiling sweetly or as sweetly as she was able.

"Ah yes, well some of the young mums around here need my assistance" I replied and then further explaining myself but she wouldn't let it go at that.

"Yes, yes, I had heard about that. How kind of you to help out like that and I hear you volunteer, no charges for the service of looking after our younger sisters" she grimaced at me.

"Well of course not" I said, "it's a pleasure to be able to help."

"Yes" she said taking another gulp, about a glass full went down and she held the glass out to me, I filled it. "I think perhaps you, like me, might rather enjoy the use of those computer chat-along sites?"

She had me completely messed up now.

"Chat-along sites" I said; well I stuttered actually.

"Mmmm, aren't you les and am I not myself P1?" she left it like that.

"Ah" I replied and to be honest I couldn't think of anything else to say, but she could.

"More wine might be a good idea" she said, "don't you remember me telling you in chat how I could drink like a fish?"

"Yes but I didn't think P1 would turn out to be a bandy legged female did I? What is your intention, do I need professional help, should I be looking for a way out and or a Shark without a calculator?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen to get her a half pint glass for her wine. And when I returned I said, "and by the way, just as a matter of interest, how much do you weigh?"

She didn't answer that, she simply removed her cardigan and started to unbutton her blouse from the top down and at the same time said with firmness in her voice said, "I want sex and I want it immediately. I suggest you strip off now and right there in front of me please, let's see if your claims of adequacy are factual."

Some bitch this was, I thought as I started to strip off and I kept my eyes locked onto her and whatever she was up to.

You should have seen her bra and then Tits.

"You'll like these I think" she said as she sat back and her full skirt covered legs widened. She unclipped her bra at the front and two tiny points came into view. "A pretty cream coloured little girl starter bra and two little puffies for you to play with, just your type of thing I think, yes?" 

She started molesting herself, rubbing her hands all over her puffies or tits or whatever.

I had stripped to me skids and I just kind of dropped to me knees in front of her and knelt there open mouthed and then said, "fuck, Sarah's aren't much smaller than that."

She reached to the side and unclipped her skirt and then slid the side zip down and shuffled the skirt from under her bum and then left it pulled down about a foot from her cunt covers. 

"Fuck" I said again, my vocabulary was worsening, and she said, "Marks and Spencers Junior Girl section, a matching panty and bra set for the modern preteen, I thought you might like these, now take my skirt off. And no silly comments about my leg either" she said as she stood up.

"Now then," she said standing close to my face her panty knickers within lickable reach. "What do you think of my cunny, my little girl preteen cunny kitty slitty" and as she spoke those words she tugged upwards on the waist band and there it was, the preteen camel toe.

"Kiss the little cunny, the little girls cunny, you like having sex with little girls, little preteenies, daddy's little princesses, you really like fucking them don't you, go on say it and kiss it, kiss it hard, very hard?"

She now had her hands on my head and had forced me into her panty knicker cunny spot and she held me tight against it almost suffocating me as I munched on her cunny covers. At the same time I could feel a foot, toes, pressing into my groin.

"Stand up" she instructed me and of course I did as she required.

She turned away and reached for that awful bag and she pulled something out of it. A large pair of Red French Lacy Cami Knickers. 

"Take those awful things off and let me see your little thing" and she said this as she twirled the cami knickers in her hand.

"Oh dear" she said in a very disappointed voice, "I think better you wear these, more appropriate for that little thing and easier for me later."

"Later" I said questioningly, "what do you mean later, what for" I said trying to hop into those big red cami knickers, and they were nice actually.

"Mmmmm" she said as she fondled my cock through the material, "isn't that better, doesn't it feel nice to be in girly panty knickers, ummmm, makes you feel all sexy doesn't it" she hissed in my ear, "go on admit it, you like wearing frilly lacy panty knickers don't you, you like the idea of dressing as a girl, all sexy on your little tiny stub, don't you umm, don't you, you do, you love it you dirty filthy pedo...........oh dear me what have we done here.....ummmmm....?"

I had only gone and shot a load and it hadn't take her that long either. She stood back and I just stood there pumping spunk inside those cami knickers and she laughed, "didn't take long did it, nevermind, that will make it all the better for the next time, you'll last longer when I fuck you next time."

"Fuck me" I said, "what do you mean fuck me?"

"With this" she said reaching once again into that magic bag of hers (it was no longer quite as boring as I thought it was) and pulled something rather nasty out.

"FUCK ME" I said staring at it.

"That's exactly what I intend to do" she said holding it quite close to my face, "charming isn't it?"

"How fucking big is it" I squirmed.

"Mmmm, about 12 inches I think; isn't the purple colour lovely, it rather puts yours to shame really doesn't it" she said.

"Mine isn't purple" I said.

"I was referring to the length, not the colour," she said.

"Ah well" I said trying to wriggle out of this. "We can't, not tonight because.........." She interrupted me.

"Yes" she said "I know, Sarah's coming within the next 30 to 60 minutes, her mother told me she was on nights this week and I said I would be popping in to make sure all was well here. She was so pleased to hear that.

"Ah right well ok then" I said, "so we'll leave it for another time then, I mean that thing, I mean you know Sarah and all that."

"Ooooh don't worry yourself about that" she said reaching into that fucking bag again and extracting something else, "look, I've got one for Sarah to play with. You two are going to have great fun tonight, well Sarah certainly is."

Tilly was once again twirling something in her hand. This was another sex harness with a three inch plastic cock sticking out of it and she said "look, it's got batteries and it vibrates. I think Sarah will love this don't you" she said and she turned the bloody thing to vibrate.

"I do hope you have plenty of oil and or cream in the house" she said.

And do you know, the only thing I could think of at that time was the large bottle of mayonnaise in the fridge.

End of part 1

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