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   Mrs Brown Part One
   What a woman, in her 70's the local stand in sitter and part time
Granny. Mrs Brown, she never used her first name or any other name that I
heard and I had known her for ages, since I was nothing much more than a
kid.  I was her deputy, unpaid of course or at least in a monetary sense,
my rewards came in other guises.  She had a soft spot for me and of course
me for her and I did a lot of "little jobs" for her.
   We lived opposite, her estate terraced house backing onto mine, matching
gardens, handy for her too for me to nip over and we both had end terraced
houses.  Cheap area, lot of unemployment, poverty, loads of single mums,
latch key kids and kids who, as Mrs Brown was always one for saying, "knew
far more than they should" and she said more than that sometimes.  Like I
said, I was her favourite and could do nothing wrong in her eyes.  Of
course she was always giving me little mild rebukes but you see me and Mrs
Brown had a bit if a history, it went back to my early years.  She was
quite a woman and like I said, I was a favourite and protected.
   I can just see her out of my window.  Stout I think is the word, blue
rinse, always nicely turned out and often when I saw her in her rear or
side garden, with those little preteen cuties I admired so much.  The mums
dropping off their aware progeny en route to the bingo hall or wherever
else they found solace from the drudgery of their lives; there were loads
of them around our way and loads of latch keys too.
   Knock at the door.
   "Can you come round" said this vision of sex and crude glamour "Mrs
Brown's?"
   "How are you sweets" I said looking at her in her micro skirt, I knew
her, I knew her very well.  She gave me that look and whispered "can I come
in a minute, I can tell her you had to change or something?" And in she
popped.
   I followed her through the little passage.  Oh very nice.  Tight little
arse wiggling inside that micro, far too short for her age dull bottle
green plain skirt.  Dirty white trainer shoes and grubby knee socks slopped
down to her ankles and she was wearing a brown top, sweater thing.  I
followed her, she knew where to go and not straight into the little lounge
I had either, straight to my bedroom.  I followed her in and she jumped on
the bed, little arse sticking provocatively out and then she whizzed round
and sat back, legs sprawled in front of her and she was grinning her little
short haired head off - nice.
   "So what you fancy then" I said standing there in my shorts.
   "You" she said cheekily and chuckled.
   "I fucking know that you little tart" I said leaning forwards and
placing my hands on the bed.  I was partially over her looking down at her
lap "nice and short eh?"
   "Well you like it dontcha?" she said in a cheeky way.
   I licked my lips then looked up at her "maybe?"
   She grinned back at me and I saw her wiggling her tongue side to side
inside her mouth and against her bottom lip, pressing it out a bit and
giving me THAT look and then suddenly she stuck her tongue out and then
"come on, I like you and you like me, you said it before and anyway I know
you do, dont I?"
   "Heh heh heh heh, fuck me, ok, I do then, a bit" I said still perving
over that little unformed female form.
   "A bit?" she feigned a note of anger "a bit, thats not what you said
last time, last week is it?"
   "Oh and what did I say then" I replied challenging her, she was probing
her mouth with her tongue again, a habit she had when she got worked up and
I can tell you, that tongue was very useful.
   "What you did more like" she replied.
   "What?" I replied back and stared at her grinning.
   From under my leant over body she raised and her legs at the knee and
spread them open "in here" she sneered.
   "Where" I said still staring at her face but making little glances down.
   She was breathing harder "here, in here, you old dirty bugger" she said
and her legs opened more and she leaned a little further back, propping
herself on her elbows "here" panting more and now biting her upper lip with
her lower teeth.
   This time I looked down and remained looking down.  Green knickers, now
tightened up and rucked up and rucked up her slit, damp little patch, small
damp little patch.
   "Horny are you" I said.
   "You are, I can see it, come on les hurry up, we havent got much time,
got to get back to Mrs Browns, come on, dont tease, alright, come on" she
was excited.
   "Want 'em off or on" I said.
   "Off" she said biting her lip again and leaning further back, now on her
back but watching me, her knees now fully bent up, the skirt hurriedly
pulled back over her waist, full knicker view on show and legs spread as
wide as she could in that position.
   I whipped the shorts down.  Of course she was right, I was hard, who
wouldnt be.  I moved my hands towards her crotch.
   "Leave me kickers on" she said "like before, just quick, dont need to
wash, I can you know, keep it in me knickers, it feels good, but we gotta
be quick, you can do it quick, I told her just 5 or 10 minutes, come les."
   Pulled the cortch of her knickers to one side and told her to hold it
there, got in between her legs, got comfortable and held my knob end out to
the entrance of that lovely bald, hairless cunty.
   I went at her.  Slipped and inch in with her grunting and then more,
then her little legs wrapped around me, then more in, tight, fucking tight,
tweeked those underdeveloped titties with my hands, got me going a bit and
then a few hard thrusts and I was a good 50% in.
   "Do it, oh do it quick, go on, we can maybe do more later" she was
gasping.
   I did as I was told and basically wanked into her cunt.
   A glob shot out and into her and I fell on her panting.  It only took
maybe four or five hard thrusts and she got the lot, well it happens with
that age.  I was panting but coming round quick.
   "Oooh its good" she said and I felt her hands go between us, she pushed
my cock to one side and then as I moved off she pulled her kickers tight
against her and held them for a while.
   "Oooh, it is, its nice, I like it, I like the sticky feeling, mmmm, that
was good wasnt it, good for you, liked it, mmm, les, did you like it" she
was waffling on as I was getting meself up and bringing meself back.
   "Havent you got a little sister" I said.
   "Why" she exclaimed letting her knickers go and starting to pull her
skirt down, she didnt do a very good job "you dirty bugger, come on we
gotta go, put something on, come on."
   We got to the front door and just before I opened it I said "feel good
does it, me spunk in your kickers?"
   "Yeah" she said "oh Sarah's round there too"
   "You dirty little tart" I said laughing "is that why, you know?"
   She cackled "Im gonna show her" she said "gonna show her you like me,
she doesnt believe me" and she grinned at me.
   "You dirty little fuck toy" I said bending forwards.
   "No we cant, we gotta go now, later, we can do something later" she
said.
   "Stand still for fucks sake" and then I pulled her micro down correctly
"it was stuck in your knickers."
   "Well Mrs Brown wont notice" she said and then she re-arranged it,
pulling it higher "its sexy innit?"
   end of Part one
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Mrs Brown Part One