DAUGHTERS, MOTHERS & OTHERS (Part 1)
by Ser Father of Barstuds

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First Published 18 April 2016
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Story Code: M/g, M/F, Underage Sex, Oral, First Time, Masturbation, Ejaculation, Fingering

Mike Willis was a happily married 39 year old father of one adult child. He had a great job, a lovely wife and was a fit, healthy cyclist and runner and he had not a trouble in the world to care for. But on one fateful English summer's day after an innocuous event involving him and the nine-year-old daughter of his wife's cousin his life would change to one of utter debasement, debauchery and downright perversion. This record charts the events of Mike's changing life over a ten year period, up until this very year. I hope you enjoy. Comments, good and bad are welcome.

JUNE 2005

We hadn't visited my wife's cousin Adam and his family for a few years, in fact the last time would have been some five years ago. There had been times when we met up with Adam & his wife Angie in between that period at other family functions, such as weddings or funerals, but we had not been to their house in the Shropshire countryside for a while.

We had been invited over as Adam & Angie wanted us to be witnesses to a will they were creating and for an unknown reason they chose us as guarantors. We didn't mind and were quite looking forward to going out to their village for a day to get away from our house in the city suburbs; also we hadn't seen their two children during that period of time either. The last time we visited, Chloe was four and Emily was two, so it would be pleasant to see how much they had grown up.

A SUNDAY IN JUNE

We arrived just before lunch on a bright English summers Sunday in June to be greeted by Angie and the two girls. My, how they had grown up; Chloe now nine-years-old was a slim, dark blonde haired shy girl and Emily was a darker haired bundle of energy, talking or singing to herself. Both girls clearly benefited from living in the country as they were slender figured, rosy cheeked and healthily tanned young ladies. A far cry from the overweight, unfit munters you would find in the city.

We exchanged pleasantries as we went into the house and had the obligatory tour of all the rooms and gave the usual 'wow' response to some new paint work or such. Angie fitted the model of the country bumpkin mom, tall, buxom, plump but not overly fat, but she did have a loud voice and plenty to say, so each room had a story to tell, which we had to listen to.

It was during this tour that Adam joined us. Adam was a builder by trade but not a muscle bound or beer gutted one, he was short, about 5' 6, slim but fit. But Adam was a drinker and always had been since I had known him. He always had a beer in his hand and it was no different this time. He greeted me and offered me a bottle of Budvar lager, which I accepted. I got on well with Adam; we liked the same football team and had the same sense of humour however he was not overly intelligent so I had to keep conversations to a simplistic level. Discussing current affairs or global issues was never on the agenda.

Angie piped up that they were building a granny flat for Adams's mother in the back garden so she could come and live with them and be looked after better. She proffered to Adam to take me out to see the newly fitted kitchen. I left my wife, Kim with Angie in the main house and followed Adam out into the garden, heading towards the newly built single storey bungalow some fifty feet from the main house. As we left the house we were joined by Chloe, who decided to walk alongside me on my left. She didn't say anything as me and Adam carried on talking; she just plodded along with us.

Chloe stood about 4ft 8, coming to just below my shoulder. She was wearing a white lace trimmed short sleeved top and a pair of pale blue ¾ length leggings and white slip on shoes. I had not actually said a word to her directly in the short time we had been in the house and I doubt very much she remembers me from some five years ago, so I was pleasantly surprised when she took hold of my left hand as we walked towards the new building. I looked down at her to give her a smile but she was oblivious and in her own world, so I said nothing.

Adam was beginning to describe how he had built up the foundations and describing some technical terms regarding footings and such. I faked interest and asked relevant questions as we entered the flat and upon looking around it was clear that he had done a fantastic job, especially as he had done most of it himself. Despite his lack of mental prowess he was clearly a talented builder.

When we entered the kitchen area I was even more impressed. It was immaculate and sparkling, with a small breakfast island in the middle with the usual accoutrements around. I stood by the breakfast island, with Chloe on my left, as Adam continued to the other side of the island and was opening cupboards, drawers and explaining this and that regards the technical specifications, to which I was trying to keep up with but was somewhat lost. It was at this point that the incident happened that completely changed my outlook on life, on sex and on young girls and the beginning of my ever increasing depravity as the years have gone on.

I had the beer in my right hand and for an unknown reason I let go of Chloe's hand to do something with my left and as I put my hand back down, intending to hold her hand again the outer blade part of my hand thumped into a part of her body. I immediately reacted, thinking I had accidently hit her around the stomach region, having heard a bit of a 'oh' from her. I was about to apologise when she very quickly grabbed my hand with both of her small soft hands and pulled it directly into her groin area and began to rub it around her soft, puffy mound between her legs. I paused a second to realise what was going on and quickly glanced up at Adam. He had his back to me and was chuntering on about something and had not seen or heard this incident. It then registered upon me that when I had moved my hand down it must have collided with Chloe's little cunny and given her a little spark of electricity that must have made her feel good enough to a) give out a quiet gasp and b) make her want to have that feeling again.

Because of the height of the breakfast island, the lower half of Chloe from the rib cage down was out of view, so Adam could see nothing of his nine-year-old daughter desperately trying to move my hand into the spot that gave her that jolt of ecstasy. I was in a situation that I doubt many men have been in and my mind was racing as to what to do to stop this right now. But for reasons unknown to me, I took the path that would never have entered my mind before that moment. I had never looked at or considered young girls before in a sexual way, so this was not some fantasy of mine that I had wanted to happen for years or had manipulated for my own sexual gratification. I have watched my own daughter grow up and never had any thoughts of molesting her at all.

Maybe I should have pulled my hand away and walked around to where Adam was to excuse myself from this position. I didn't. I could feel that Chloe was moving my hand around and pulling it into her groin, around where her clitoris would be, but she was not finding that spot. I chose the option to see if I could maximize the potential for mine and her own satisfaction. I turned my hand from being side on, so that my left hand now covered her young, chubby pussy and with my middle and index finger I began to move them backwards and forwards, drawing them along the length of her soft cunny. My fingers were rubbing gently along the full length of her slit, which I could feel through her soft cotton leggings and whatever underwear she had on underneath. After my third stroke she stopped trying to pull my hand into her groin anymore and just gently held my hand as she let me fondle her. I had obviously hit the spot that was giving her the itch. I continued to stroke Chloe's cunny whilst her Dad, who was now facing us, was continuing to describe how the copper pipe work was a bastard and blah, blah, blah. He was sipping from his bottle of beer as he stood opposite me. To him it would have just looked like Chloe was holding my hand, although I did try to catch a quick glance at her to see what expression she held, thankfully she was looking down a little and her hair had covered her face. However, the risqué side of me made me continue to stroke her mound whilst talking to her dad. To this day, I have no idea why I did this.

Adam turned and walked towards another part of the kitchen, putting him even further away from us. I leaned forward and rested my right arm on the breakfast island, trying to look nonchalant and at the same time I very slightly moved my two fingers further in between Chloe's crotch. Like a dream she opened her stance a bit wider, permitting me to bring in a third finger which allowed me to then drag the three of them from the cheeks of her tight bottom along the full length of her little virginal slit, applying a tiny bit more pressure along the way. The little darling never moved or murmured and I continued to molest this child for a good three or four minutes. I dared not look at her in case she said or did something that alerted her father, and thus stopped me from continuing with my groping.

I could feel the heat rising from her pussy and desperately wanted to bring my fingers to my nose to smell what a nine-year-old girls essence smelt like but I didn't want to stop what I was doing or make such a strange manoeuvre such as sniffing my fingers, so I just carried on pressing into her soft cushion like mound for a few more minutes.

Just as I thought that it was probably time to stop my fumbling, Angie bellowed from the main house that food was ready. I quickly stopped my actions and took Chloe's hand in my hand and followed Adam out of the bungalow. Just as we were walking back to the house, whilst Adam locked up the bungalow I looked down at her and said quietly 'I didn't hurt you with my hand did I?' In a whispered response she replied 'no, it was nice'. I was now hooked on trying to manipulate ways to get my hands on her again.

As we entered the house I excused myself to the toilet, both to savour any scent from Chloe and also to readjust my erection that had been restricted within my boxers. The scent of her was one of a sweet musk mixed with sweat and a brief whiff of urine. I suppose it was a hot day and it was now early afternoon so she had had these clothes on for several hours and with my finger manipulation, even a nine-year-old girl is going to secrete some juices. I breathed in her essence from my fingers and then licked my fingertips to try and sample a taste of that most forbidden of honey pots.....delicious.

When I returned to the kitchen my heart missed a beat as I saw Chloe whispering into her mom's ear. Oh shit, had she just told her what I had done? I quickly began to run through possible scenarios to get out of this mess in case I was challenged. But when I then heard Angie say to her 'I will ask him about it later' and carried on about her business I breathed normal. She didn't cast any looks towards me and her demeanour did not seem one who had just been told by her daughter that that man over there had been rubbing my tuppence.

The meal was ok. Angie was not a cook and so she would purchase readymade stuff from supermarkets, but usually cheap and tasteless ones. Also her presentation was crap, so stuff would either be cold or limp. We just picked from the food as we began to talk about the will.

Afterwards we moved into the living room, which was an elongated room with sofas around the edge. Whilst sat talking about this and that and signing forms, it was Emily's turn to become my object of desire. Angie announced that Emily had joined a gymnastic class after school and was getting really good. At this seven-year-old Emily began to do handstands and forward rolls and splits across the living room floor, to my bonus because she was wearing a short pale green wavy skirt, every time she did a roll or a manoeuvre she would expose her yellow panties with white ducks on. Of particular note to me was that these knickers were a size too big for her, so they were not covering her pale white fleshy mounds enough, allowing all to see this and more. When she did the splits the panties moved completely to one side and as well as revealing her slit it also assisted in parting it a little so a small expanse of her tiny cunny hole was visible.

I tried to act embarrassed and professional and looked at my wife who also was trying to avert her eyes, but neither Adam or Angie said a word, in fact Adam, who was now well on his way to being drunk kept on saying 'she is really good, watch her do this' as she would go into another forward roll or such. This meant we had to look and again and I continued to get a wonderful view of this seven-year-olds virginal genetalia. As stated before, nothing sordid would have ever previously entered my mind at the sight of a young girl's cunt before today, but now I was savouring every chance I had to see what Emily had to offer. This then sparked Chloe into action, as she didn't want to be out done by her sister so she approached her mom and said something. At this Angie announced that Chloe was taking ballet lessons and was also very good. Angie asked Chloe to do some dancing but she became a bit shy, however, after encouragement by all she began to do some pirouettes and twirls in the middle of the room. Again, depravity got the better of me and all I could focus on was her cunny and her ass. The pale blue leggings she was wearing were tight fitting so left little to imagine about the shapes and crevices around her forbidden fruits and when she would lift up a leg and extend it out in a ballet type pose, it would allow me to see a better view of her cunt. It was both heaven and hell as I was happy looking but so wanted to touch. This show went on for a few minutes before Angie offered us more drinks and nibbles. At this we gave our reasons to leave.

As we were stood at the gate saying our goodbyes, I saw Chloe anxiously tugging her moms arm to get her attention and did so. A brief conversation took place before Angie then asked if we still lived by some horse stables, to which we confirmed. Apparently, five years ago I had mentioned this fact to a four year old Chloe and suggested that she come over to see the horses. Chloe had kept hold of this thought and wanted to see if the offer was still on. My wife, Kim answered for us and said that both girls could come over for a weekend and stay at ours and we could show them the horses and the deer in the nearby woods. At this my mind began to plot a means of getting my hands on more of Chloe's sweet essence.

LATE JULY

It was late July when final arrangements were made which in fact ended up being different to the original plan as Angie had announced that Emily was going to stay at her Granddads for the week, so could Chloe stop at ours for a week instead of a weekend. I worked shifts and Kim worked weekdays so between us we would be able to look after her. It was agreed and I was ecstatic.

FRIDAY & SATURDAY

Chloe arrived on a Friday whilst I was working a late shift of 2 till 10pm, so I didn't get to see her. I was also due to work a late shift on the Saturday, so could only talk to her in the morning. She was quite happy to see me and was keen to see the horses, unfortunately the heavens had opened and the day was a complete washout so she never got to go out at all on the Saturday so she spent the day watching TV or doing some baking with Kim.

SUNDAY

I had the next four days off from work, from Sunday to Thursday, so could give her my undivided attention. Unfortunately the rains had not relented and Sunday was a washout as well and try as I might I could not get Chloe on her own and also, I was now unsure whether the previous molesting was just a one off or even how I could manipulate such a situation to my benefit. I was beginning to back away from the idea of further touchy feely opportunities.

The afternoon was spent at the mother in laws for Sunday lunch and upon returning back home around 6pm, the rain had stopped but it was still very damp and grey. Chloe asked if we could go see if any horses were out, and my wife was about to outline that it would be too wet and that Chloe had no wellies so would get muddy, but I interjected and said I would take her by the fields and see what was out and if possible, show her some horses.

The stables were just a quarter of a mile away from the house and could be seen from the road; however you had to walk up a muddy public footpath to get close to the stables and the horses fields. As we walked along the road I could see some horses still in the field but Chloe was not tall enough, so I offered to put her on my shoulders, which she agreed. This allowed me to get my hands on her firm legs and ass and at least have her little cunny around my neck. I got her to stand near a fence as I crouched down and put my head between her legs, making extra emphasis on rubbing the back of my head around her pussy and placing my hands at the top of her thighs with my thumbs stroking her ass. I raised her up and balanced her on my shoulders so she could see over the fence.

She was quite excited at seeing the horses but asked if we could get nearer. I had some walking boots on and with Chloe on my shoulders she would not get muddy, so I plodded along the footpath.

Getting closer to the horse fields we could see two small mares that were eating grass and try as I might, they were not interested in coming any closer to us. Knowing that there were several more horses usually around I continued up the public pathway and knew of a side track that ran alongside the stable walls, hoping that I might be able to give Chloe the chance to sneak a peek at the horses in the stables, but also, being off the beaten track may offer me an opportunity to test the water.

A short way along the side track there was a gap in the wooden stable walls and we could see into the stables. I removed Chloe from my shoulders, with ample massaging of her arse cheeks so as to allow her to stand on a low fence that afforded her a clear view into the stables, which she was happy with. I stood directly behind her and because of her raised height my semi-hard cock was resting against her tight ass.

There were some horses just out of view on the left and Chloe was trying to lean forwards to see them, she asked if I could hold her whilst she leaned further over the fence. I stood to the left of her and put my left arm around her waist and then used my right hand to envelop the whole of her mound and lifted her up to enable her to lean forward. Because I was making sure I had hold of her I could not use my fingers to try to manipulate her cunny, but was quite satisfied with having hold of her most private parts.

I held her in this position for a few more minutes before one of the horses spotted us and came towards our position. At this Chloe returned back to her standing position on the low fence and tried to usher it closer. I removed my left arm but purposefully left my right hand on her cunny and slowly began to rub my fingers back and forwards. She didn't immediately stop me. However I thought my molesting days were over as, after about 10 seconds of stroking her, she reached down and grabbed my hand and pulled it away. I clearly thought that she was no longer up for such antics and wanted me to stop, however I was wrong. She did pull my hand away but only to move my fingers a little lower. I must have been rubbing the wrong spot and she needed to put me right. I was elated and studiously began to stroke and rub her soft little mound. In fact the black leggings she had on today seemed to be of a thinner material than before so I could almost feel as though I was touching bare flesh. Wonderful.

Because I was up close to her and she was stood on a low fence post, it would look to any by passers that I was just supporting her; only upon closer inspection would they know I was rubbing the cunt of a nine-year-old girl, who incidentally had given me the green light to do so.

Chloe carried on looking at the horses whilst I carried on stroking and, although it could have been my imagination, it felt as if her panties were getting wet. I didn't know whether a nine-year-old girl, who, as far as I was aware had not yet started puberty, would have her little cunny start to lubricate itself in preparation for penetration, but before I could continue my investigation, my mobile rang, which made both me and Chloe jump. It was Kim enquiring when we would be coming back as it was getting late. In all the joy of feeling up a young girl I had not realized that we had been out for over an hour. I stopped my molestations and told Chloe that it was time to head back. She gave a little voice of disgruntlement and said 'oh, I was enjoying that'. I didn't ask immediately whether she meant being able to see the horses or because I was stroking her cunny. I did state to her that the weather was supposed to be nice on Monday so we can come back in the morning. She was most happy at such news...as was I, my wife would be at work, leaving Chloe all to myself.

In the walk back I asked her if she did enjoy herself, to which she said she did. I asked what part most and she said seeing the grey horse up close. There was a pause then she added a bombshell, 'I also like it when you tickle me. You do it much softer than....' She stopped. Probably realizing that she was about to announce the name of another molester. I was at once shocked, disappointed and also saddened. Shocked because of such an announcement; Disappointed at not being the first to touch her forbidden fruits and saddened. My conscience now kicked in and I reminded myself that I am a 39-year-old man taking full advantage of a nine-year-old girl and that I was not the only one. What must this poor girl's view be of men and what of her own dignity and feelings? I chastised myself for such exploitation and vowed to get a hold of my urges and treat the girl properly as a nine-year-old child.

We walked on and got off the muddy path so I lifted her off my shoulders without any hint of a grope. As we continued along the road Chloe must have sensed that I was troubled by something and said 'I do like it when you tickle me, Uncle Mike. I really, really like it. You will still tickle me won't you, Uncle Mike?' I was somewhat taken aback at the astuteness of this girl to notice that I had been affected by her comments. 'Chloe, I really should not touch you at your age and I should not have done so. I do really like you and were you a bit older I would like to continue, but men of my age or older should not be touching young girls'. She replied 'even if they want you to?' 'Yes, even if you want me too.' She then stated 'I know you can go to prison if the police found out but I would never tell anybody about it, ever, please say you will'.

I was a mess of emotions and wanted to go into the wider ramifications of what would happen if I was caught, but we were just approaching home so I just said 'I'll think about it'. She skipped and said 'oh thank you'.

I really did not know what I was going to do and was quite troubled by the situation and tried to avoid being left alone with Chloe throughout the rest of the evening.

Later in the evening my wife got Chloe ready for bed and upon taking her upstairs I was summonsed. Chloe wanted me to read her a bed time story. I whispered to Kim 'isn't she a bit old for that?'

'Oh that's probably my fault,' my wife said 'I have read to her for the past two nights and told her that you were a really good story teller....it will only be 10 minutes then she will be dozing off...don't be shy'. It wasn't shyness I was worrying about; it was going to be a test of my fragile willpower with a young girl lying in bed in just her pyjamas.

I braced myself and walked in as my wife went downstairs. Chloe was lying in bed with the quilt up to her chest; she was smiling brightly and asked for me to read one of my daughter's old fairy tale books, Hansel and Gretel. I picked up the book, sat on the seat next to the bed and began reading.

I had just finished the first page when my first test came. I could not fight the urge of taking my right hand off the book and placing it on the duvet next to her thigh. I was consciously fighting myself inside, but the need to see if I can get to touch her on any part of her body was too strong.

Within seconds Chloe brought her left hand out of the duvet, took hold of my hand and guided it under the duvet and placed it on her mound. The mischievous minx then opened her legs wide, affording me full access to her pussy, albeit through the pyjamas she had on. This was it, this was where I should make my stand and remove my hand and give her a look of sternness.

I failed.

I could feel the heat from her on my fingers; she had no panties on, only pyjamas, so I was just a few millimetres of cotton away from her slit. I began to very gently squeeze the soft, fluffy mounds either side of her slit as well as sliding my middle finger back and forth along the tight tiny crevice. I could definitely feel wetness.

It was a struggle to continue reading the words from the book at the same time as savouring this wonderful moment, but I had to continue saying some words otherwise my wife may have wondered what was going on. I also quickly checked my watch to see how long I had been here...only five minutes, so no rush yet...she said 10 minutes and I bet that was a conservative statement on her behalf.

I looked at Chloe and she was lying in the bed with her eyes closed but her soft little mouth and lips were moving as she was breathing. Her lips twitched every few seconds as my fingers were squeezing her mound together at the top of her slit, where her clitoris would be. I had no idea if she would have a clitoris at this age, but whatever I was rubbing was making her almost pout at the sensation. I could have watched her reactions forever.

I returned to reading. It was clear that a nine-year-old girl's pussy does lubricate itself as the gusset of her pyjamas was now becoming quite sodden, which made me make a mental note....must wash them before she takes them home. Don't want anybody discovering the sticky residue of cunt juice on a pair of pyjamas worn by a nine-year-old girl.

At fifteen minutes I decided to call it a day. Chloe was in between sleep and ecstasy as I pulled my hand from under the covers. She gave me a little look of disappointment then turned onto her side and closed her eyes.

I left the room.

That night I was so horny I fucked my wife with passion not called upon for some years, to which she didn't complain...apart from the fact that in making her cum she gave out a cry, which she was concerned it may have disturbed Chloe. If it did, I would explain all to Chloe tomorrow. It didn't.

MONDAY

The next morning I was awoken by my wife who asked me to get up as Chloe was already up and dressed for the day and she had to leave for work. Chloe was keen to see the horses today.

I dragged myself into the shower and got washed and dressed. I did contemplate trying to entice Chloe into seeing me naked, but thought better of it. I got dressed and joined her downstairs for breakfast.

She looked delicious. A pale green pair of tight cotton shorts, almost girl boxers really, hugged her lower body, exposing her slender legs, the first time I had seen their full length. She lacked any real female bodily shape in the hips and legs area, but it was still a delight to see her soft, smooth tanned legs. She had a white short sleeved t-shirt on with some branded logo on the left breast and although I could see small bumps pushing through the t-shirt, she had no breasts to speak of. But of real note to me was that my wife had helped her put her hair up in a pony tail, revealing the really pretty face of this little sex goddess, topped off with a blue baseball cap.

I made up some sandwiches and popped some crisps, juice and other such stuff in a bag as I was going to try to find the deer in the woods for her to see, as I had promised, so we would be out most of the day.

I asked if Auntie Kim had put any sun tan lotion on her, to which she said no, so I then spent the next ten minutes gently massaging sun cream into all the exposed parts of Chloe's body, legs, arms and neck and face. I was quite restrained in my efforts. Not straying too close to the forbidden fruits area. I was content enough to rub up and down those lovely smooth legs.

First stop was the stables and the horse fields where they were all out and several came over to see us, allowing Chloe to pat one or two. Because it was out in the open and there were people around, I did not try to indulge in any touchy feely. I also wanted Chloe to enjoy her day of seeing the sights, not spoilt by the perverted needs of a male smitten with her barely formed womanly assets, so I made a conscious decision not to try anything on.

From there I took her through some fields and into a small wooded area where she saw badger trails, a fox, a variety of birds, some sheep & cows but no deer. As noon approached we made our way up a large hill that I knew had some spectacular views of the local area, thinking she may enjoy the sights.

Having reached the top, it was quite busy with people, as it was the school summer holidays. It was also getting quite hot, so I found a spot under a tree, slightly off the beaten track. Chloe was impressed with the views as I pointed out some landmarks that I knew of.

I then laid out a picnic blanket and dished out the sarnies and such. Chloe lay face down, looking out across the splendid views. I sat looking at Chloe and admired the splendid views of my own. Her small pert ass was swallowing the shorts she was wearing, so the crease of her backside was on view. Her slim, barely shapely legs were exposed and I just wanted to kiss and caress them.

I then had a strange flashback to when my daughter, now 21 and living away from home, was nine-years-old and older. I had seen her in various stages of undress throughout her years at home even up until her late teens; I did sneak a peek of her shapeliness when she was a fully formed 18/19 year old woman, just like any full blooded male would, but I never ever had thoughts of getting into her knickers.

I began to reminisce of the number of opportunities that I had to maybe have 'tickled' my daughter at nine, ten, or other such age and whether she would have reacted favourably or not. I then recalled the amount of other young girls that had sleep over's at our house, from early ages of 6 or 7, through to late teens.

I had seen a number of her friends in various states of undress, some exposing small formed breasts as 14 yr old girls strutting between the bathroom and daughters bedroom in nothing but their very scant panties, hardly covering anything. I do recall having a conversation with my wife after one stay over where she pointed out that one of my daughters friends, who would have been 12 or 13 at the time appeared to have the hots for me as it was overheard her discussing with my daughter that she would love to sneak into bed with me and feel my arms around her. I laughed it off, but now wished I had tried my luck.

The only real time I almost succumbed to a much younger woman was when my daughter was at university in the south of England. It was just before the Christmas break and I had planned to go and collect her and her stuff on the Saturday afternoon. However a heavy snow storm was working its way across the country and if I didn't get her home by Saturday lunch time we or she would be stranded, probably for all of Christmas. I wanted to fetch her back on the Friday day time, but she was to attend an awards evening and had to stay for that, so I went down on the Friday evening in order to pack her things and then leave first thing in the morning.

She shared a house with three other teenage girls/women, whom I knew very well through them visiting our house or us coming to see my daughter. I was to sleep on the sofa downstairs, staying out of the way of the girls, although only three were left, as one had already gone home.

My daughter returned home at about 1am, quite merry but compos mentis. We had a brief chat and I checked the weather and told her we would be ok to leave for about 8am, no later. She went off to bed.

A short while after that another house mate returned from wherever she had been. Jess, a petite but feisty young woman stumbled into the living room and in quite a drunken state apologised for waking me but then sat down next to me and began to tell me about her evening.

After a few minutes of talking she put her hand on my chest, which was covered by a t -shirt but was otherwise out of the quilt I had been given. Jess then began to state that she thinks it's not fair that a man of my status should be slumming it on a couch, on this freezing cold winter's night. She was quite willing to allow me to share her warm bed, in exchange for some cuddles. She began to slide her hand down my chest towards my stomach.

I was very tempted by this offer. She was an attractive woman, who, although well inebriated, was fully aware of what she was saying and doing. But realizing the potential issues of being caught in bed with one of my daughters friend's made me come to my senses, so I grabbed her hand and politely refused, suggesting she go to bed. I stood up and started to gently guide her towards her bedroom, which was on the first floor. I had some pyjama bottoms on, so was not unduly exposed, although I did have an emerging tent in my groin area.

I ushered her into her room and went back downstairs, however, within about five minutes the living room door opened again and in she walked, this time in a white dressing gown. She shut the door and walked over to me, promptly dropped the dressing gown revealing her clad in very sexy red lace knickers and bra. She said, 'well if you won't come to me I will come to you' and pulled the quilt back and was about to climb in beside me. I was now fully accepted of her offer and was about to become a willing participant, however at that exact moment, another girl, Jenny, a Christian fearing lovable character, whose room was on the ground floor next to the living room, rescued me, if you can call it that. She came in, took immediate stock of what was occurring and grabbed hold of Jess and her dressing gown and said, 'Come now Jess, you don't want to do anything that you or others might regret in the morning, let's leave Mr. Willis to go to sleep' Jess mildly protested by stating 'I was only offering to warm him up'. Jenny gave her a quick glance up and down at the very little she was wearing and said 'I think you have probably warmed him enough already. Goodnight Mr. Willis'. I rather sheepishly replied 'Thank you Jenny', as they left the room.

That had been the closest I had ever come to exploiting the younger woman. Now here I was practically salivating over the hardly formed body of a nine-year-old girl.

As we finished eating I asked Chloe what she would like to do tomorrow, to which she squealed in response 'can we go swimming? I haven't been swimming in ages'. Instantaneously my sordid mind began to visualize the fact that I might be able to see that delicious little body naked.

'Well if your Mom ok's it tonight on the phone, then I am quite happy to take you' I then added 'You can swim can't you?'

'Yes of course I can swim, both my Granddad and my Daddy taught me and I also had some extra lessons at school. I'm a good swimmer'.

'That's good, it is sorted then'

I have no recollection why I asked the next question, but it just popped into my head.

'How old were you when your Granddad first taught you to swim?'

'Erm, I think I was five when Granddad first took me and Emily swimming. I really enjoyed learning to swim, but I didn't like how Granddad would touch me afterwards'

Ah, so it was Granddad who was the molester and she was now prepared to discuss it. I pressed her some more.

'What was he doing that you didn't like, was he too rough with the towel?'

'No. After swimming and showering he would dry me with the towel and he would then try to tickle me on my tuppence, but he was rough and would try to put his big fingers inside me and it hurt, sometimes it made me cry. He then would cuddle me and say he would buy me an ice cream if I let him do it a little bit more. I really wanted an ice cream, so would say yes, but he was still rough and I would ask him to stop. After a few times I asked Mommy if Daddy could teach me instead. I didn't tell her anything about what Granddad was doing because Granddad told me that he could go to prison and I could be taken away from Mommy if I told anybody about what he did.'

The way this just rolled off her tongue suggested that she really believed that threat from Granddad.

'What about Emily, did Granddad hurt her too?' I asked

She pondered a moment and then said 'No, I think because she was smaller than me he didn't touch her tuppence but he would stroke her tummy and bottom whilst holding his schlong.'

'His schlong? Is that what he called his willie?'

'Uh um.'

'Did you ever see his schlong?'

'Uh-huh a few times, but he would try to hide it as he touched it with his hands when he was stroking Emily. Emily says she has touched it and told me that she has seen baby stuff come out of it' I took this to mean spunk.

So Emily, the younger sister has touched and seen a cock ejaculate. I began to speculate how I could get to speak with her and find out her preferences.

Concerned that maybe Chloe had been subjected to other rough treatment I carried on.

'Has your Granddad ever touched you since then?'

'Uh um, sometimes when we visit him with Mommy, but not when Daddy is with us. He sits me on his lap and rubs my tuppence but I keep my knickers on and stop him from trying to put his finger in me. He doesn't do it nice like you do it. You make my stomach tickle.'

'So you like that feeling do you?'

'Yes, I like it more than anything, more than being tickled under my arms or kissing my neck.'

I made a mental note for the future....she likes her neck being kissed.

'Does Mommy know that Granddad does this to you and Emily?'

She thinks for a moment then replies 'I think so because she always goes out of the room when Granddad sits us on his lap and she won't come back until he calls her.'

I was transfixed with this conversation. I was getting the sexual history of a nine-year-old girl who, along with her younger sister, had been groped by her grandfather, probably with the knowledge of her mother and it was turning me on. I was fully hard and wanted to get my cock out there and then and wank till I came, it was depraved of me, but I was hooked.

'Has anybody else ever touched your tuppence or done something to you like that?'

Innocently she continued 'No, just Granddad, but I don't see him very often now. I say to Mommy that I don't feel very well or something if we have to visit him. Mommy says she understands why I don't want to go and says she is happy to take Emily as long as she doesn't mind.'

She pauses a few seconds and adds 'There is an old police man who lives in our village and whenever I see him he pinches and rubs my bottom and sometimes tries to put his hand in my knickers, but I run away from him.'

I was keen to know what her view was of such attention, 'What do you think about having much older men, like me or your Granddad wanting to touch your tuppence?'

She paused a few moments, then replied 'Mommy said that most boys only want to be nice and do nice things to girls. She says girl's bodies make most boys want to touch us more than anything else that they do. She told us that as long as we like it and that nobody hurts us, then we should just enjoy it.' She continues 'She says that we are too young to have willies put inside us, but when we get older, boys will want to do that as well. She says it is the most ticklish feeling a girl can have and I want to try it at soon as I can, but I am a bit scared because willies are really big.'

An interesting insight into how Angie views her daughter's sex appeal.

'How many willies have you seen?'

A mental process of counting takes place and then 'Three, I've seen Granddads about five times, Daddy's about five times and I've seen Jake's, my friend Melissa's' brother, once, but his was only small'

Keen to find out how she saw her Dads and Jakes cock, I pressed on. 'How did you get to see those other willies?'

Chloe looked at me and I honestly got the impression that she, like me was getting turned on by this conversation. She had a look of mischievousness in her eyes. 'Me and Emily have seen Dads a few times. Sometimes when Dad gets drunk he sleeps downstairs without any clothes on and when we would get up in the morning he would go upstairs to bed. You could see his thing bouncing as he walked, it's funny. I saw Jakes willie when I stayed at Melissa's house before and we played spin the bottle and he had to take his boxers off. I saw it grow hard, but then he ran off.'

'How old is Jake?'

'He's 12.'

'Have you ever touched a cock?'

She gasped and sat up. 'No, Emily and Melissa have. I really want to as they say they are fun but weird.' I noticed a slight glance towards my crotch area, which, thanks to my jeans and the angle I was laying, Chloe would not have been able to see my rock hard cock bursting to get out of my boxers.

'Well, I'm sure you will see one very soon'. I teased. 'It's time to start heading back now to get tea ready for Auntie Kim'. At this I stood up and my erection was quite plain to see, however Chloe didn't seem to notice or say anything if she did.

'But when will very soon be?' She asked as she stood up, clearly intrigued by such offerings.

I just looked at her and said 'Depends on how much of a good girl you are' and gave her a cheeky smile.

She smiled back and I could see her brain ticking over as to what a girl should do to be classed as a 'good girl'.

We walked back, continuing our chatter about cocks and such, but nothing else occurred, apart from my aching hard-on becoming painful.

As we approached the house my next door neighbour, old Bob was out with his little terrier dog, Sparky. Bob is a widower in his mid fifties and is a very charming, friendly sort.

Chloe was elated as she saw the dog, so I introduced Bob to her and he, like me was taken by this little minx, almost drooling as he admired her in her tight fitting shorts and dark blonde pony tail.

Chloe knelt down on Bob's lawn as Sparky came up and allowed himself to be fussed by this young girl. I started to chat with Bob but he clearly had no interest in me and I saw a side of him that I didn't know, although, I suppose the same could be said of him with me. Bob crouched to the left of Chloe and was telling her about how old Sparky was and that he had had other dogs and blah, blah. Whilst I watched I noticed Bob very deftly putting his right hand on Chloe's left thigh and whilst carrying on talking, was having a feel of her soft smooth skin, sliding his hand up and down, but stopping at the hem of her shorts. Chloe didn't stop him.

He then stated he could get Sparky to do tricks and as he stood up he clicked his fingers above Sparky's head and the dog stood on his hind legs and began to balance. Chloe squealed with delight and stood up also, asking to be taught how to do such a trick. Bob began trying to show her how to click her fingers so Sparky would balance for her. She thought she had mastered it as Sparky rose himself again, but it was really Bob's finger clicking above Chloe's hand that the dog was reacting to.

However, what Bob was also doing was moving his right hand into the small of Chloe's back and then sliding his hand down over her arse, eventually cupping her left butt cheek in his hand, staying on the outside of the shorts. The fingers of his right hand were just placed at the position where bum cheek meets the top of the leg and he was gently kneading her ass as he did this, just slightly touching the folds of bare skin. His right thumb was placed directly in-between the crack of Chloe's ass cheeks and was very slightly wiggling it back and forth. Chloe either didn't notice or didn't mind this man, that she had met only minutes before, continuing to molest her. I have no doubt that many other nine-year-old girls would have reacted negatively to such an invasive thumb, but Chloe, as she pointed out to me only a short while before, was told to enjoy it if it didn't hurt.

What a sly fox old Bob was. In less than two minutes he had touched almost as much of Chloe as I had, but I had taken two days to do so. I needed to learn a lesson or two from him.

I watched for a few seconds more before stating that we had to go now as Chloe needed to help me with tea. Both Chloe and Bob seemed disappointed, but Chloe got up and said her goodbyes to both Sparky and Bob. Bob finally acknowledged I was there and gave me an almost imperceptive nod of thanks and then said to me, but aimed really at Chloe. 'You can come to see Sparky at any time, take him for a walk if you want'. He knew that he had me over a barrel there as Chloe jumped up and said 'Oh can we Uncle Mike, can we?'

'I'm sure we can fit it in over the next few says' I added.

'Yes!' she replied. Bob also had an expression that seemed to relate to such a response.

Whilst prepping tea I asked Chloe what she thought of Bob.

'He's such a sweet man and I really hope we can take Sparky out'.

'I think that should be possible, but we have got swimming tomorrow, so maybe the next day?'

She paused a moment, I think deciding if swimming or dog walking was more fun. Swimming won. 'Ok, I would really like that'

I then asked the burning question that was at the forefront of my mind.

'Did you feel Bob squeezing your bottom?'

She looked up at me and said 'Of course I did, how could I not feel his hand on my bum. He was nice and gentle and because he taught me how to make Sparky dance I was happy for him to touch my bottom. It was nice.' She stopped then teased 'Why are you asking, are you jealous? Would you like to touch it too?'

I stopped what I was doing and said 'Chloe, I want to squeeze, kiss, touch and lick every bit of your sweet body, so yes I was a bit jealous, but it is your body and you can let whoever you want to touch it. I just wanted to make sure you were happy with it that's all.'

The little minx paused and then said 'Well, if you are a good boy I might let you touch my bottom soon'. I looked at her and we both laughed out loud.

This girl had me wrapped around her finger.

Kim came home and tea and the bulk of the evening came and went.

Before Kim took Chloe up to get ready for bed I asked her if I would be required for story time again, to which she said 'I'd like to see how you are going to get out of it' and left it there. My double bluff had worked, a few minutes later I was summonsed upstairs passing wife on the stairs who had a smirk on her lips, as though I was being bullied by this young girl into reading books. Little did she know that I was positively bursting with eagerness to get my hands on this little jezebel.

As I entered the bedroom there was a flurry of activity in the bed as Chloe adjusted herself and lay down into the pillows. I asked what book she wanted and she requested Little Red Riding Hood.

I sat next to her on the chair and began reading. I deliberately kept my hands away from the bed, teasing her to see how long she would wait or myself for that matter. It wasn't long. She reached out and took hold of my right hand, which I allowed her to freely move. She guided it under the covers where she placed it onto the bare flesh of her cunny. She then parted her legs as wide as she could.

This sweet child had removed her pyjama bottoms to allow me free access to her pussy.

My heart was in my mouth. I felt like I had been struck by lightning as the surge of delight and realization of touching this nine-year-old girls bare cunny lips ran through my mind.

I stopped reading, turned to her, kissed her on her lips and whispered 'you are a beautiful angel'.

As I began to caress her silky soft flesh and run my index finger along her tiny slit she whispered 'Am I a good girl yet?' I nearly came there and then. I just smiled and nodded.

I sat back up and carried on reading, but my throat was so dry and my voice so husky the words were hardly coming out. I didn't care; I was just savouring the touch of her cunt and feeling the very slight wetness as I ran my finger along her slit. She was too dry for me to rub her soft inner flesh for too long and I longed to pull the covers back and use the fluids from my tongue to lubricate that most tempting of goals, a virginal cunt. But I resisted and just took to slowly and gently massaging her mound whilst resting my middle finger fully along the slit, thus, when I applied a little pressure, it would both touch her clitoris and her small cunny hole.

I did this for a moment or two and it clearly was working as Chloe's breathing changed very slightly as she lay with her eyes closed and her small mouth open. She was enjoying this. After a few more moments of 'tickling' her, when my middle finger would touch her cunny hole and clitoris, there was a slight lifting of her pelvis. She was pushing her most pleasurable zones up to meet my teasing fingers.

All reading had stopped and if my wife walked in I do not know what would have happened.

I teased her by lifting my middle finger away as she slightly pushed her pelvis forward. She almost instantly used her hand to push my finger back down and she pushed with a bit more force than I had been using; combined with the raising of her hips, the feeling must have been intense, because she actually gave out a very slight gasp followed by a 'oooh'.

Here I was, in my own house, in my own daughter's bedroom, making a nine-year-old school girl moan in pleasure at having her virginal cunt caressed. My cock was leaking pre-cum and was burstingly hard. I was in heaven and didn't want this to stop, but then reality broke in and I heard my wife moving downstairs. I looked at my watch, 17 minutes. It was time to stop now.

I put the book down and removed my hand. I then reached down and kissed her on the lips again and said 'You are a very good girl and tomorrow you can touch my cock'.

Her eyes shot open and a smile came upon her face.

'Goodnight', I said as I left the room.

I heard Kim putting the kettle on in the kitchen, but I could not go downstairs with this hard on, so I detoured into the bathroom and at the same time as suckling on my fingers that had just been tapping on the front door of the forbidden garden of a young girls cunt, I wanked my cock to explosion in about 15 seconds.

Even still, I fucked Kim downstairs that night and again she cried out in orgasm at the ferocity of my fucking. Afterwards she stated that she doesn't know what has gotten into me, but if this carries on she will not be able to walk by the end of the week.

I made a mental note to lay off the fucking of the wife. Two nights on the trot was almost unheard of in recent times. Our sex life was healthy, with something happening once a week, but it was back in the day when I would give her such a good fucking two nights on the bounce. Such activity will raise suspicions and questions.

TUESDAY

The next morning I got up with the wife, had breakfast and kissed her goodbye for the day.

After she had gone I waited in the dining room to listen for any movement of Chloe. I had promised her that she could touch my cock and keeping it loose in my pyjamas seemed the most logical process.

She must have been tired from all of the walking the day before because it was a good hour later before I heard noises. As I heard her go to the bathroom my body began to react to the thought of taking this young body to the swimming baths and seeing her naked.

She had spoken with her mother the night before, who was happy for her to go swimming. I promised both Angie and my wife that we will use separate cubicles so she does not see me in my nakedness, however both were not bothered whether she did see me. Kim joked that there was nothing to see, which was quite harsh I thought and Angie said that as long as she is happy and safe she didn't mind. I took that as go ahead let her see your cock.

On cue, my circumcised, 6¾ inch manhood began to rise and as Chloe came into the dining room, wearing her baby pink cotton pyjamas with moons and hearts on, I immediately recalled the touching of her cunny the night before and could not help myself looking at her pussy region as she walked in. My cock was now fully erect and making an unhideable protrusion from within my pyjama bottoms.

'Morning miss, can I get you a drink?'

She sat down at the dining table and asked for an orange juice. I stood up and went into the adjoining kitchen, poured her some juice and walked back to her. She saw my protrusion as I approached.

'Oh wow, what's that in your pyjamas, is that your willie?' She asked excitedly.

I passed her the juice and she began to drink.

'Yes, that is my cock and it is now erect, which means it is hard and sticks out'

Her eyes never left looking at my groin area.

'Can I see it....please' she asked, almost choking on the juice she was trying to consume at the same time as talking.

I pulled the front of my bottoms open and lowered them below my balls, exposing my hairy pubes, very hard cock and my balls.

Her eyes expanded as she was scrutinizing all that was in front of her. I could see the wonder in her eyes as she saw what I had to offer. I knew she had seen a cock before but probably not on full display and not one especially presented for her to examine. She put the juice on the table.

I took my erection in my left hand and began to bounce it up and down.

'Is it like your Granddads?' I asked

'No' she answered, not taking her eyes off it, 'yours is bigger ...and nicer, Granddads has lots of bumps on his and it is not the same colour. It is much bigger than Daddies'

Well I was quite proud of being the bearer of the biggest cock she had yet seen in her short life. I was no stud, but at just short of seven inches, with a full blooded bulbous knob, it had never failed to make any woman enjoy its offerings and several had made comment that I had a 'nice cock', whatever that means.

'Can I touch it now' she asked, raising her right hand towards it and looking up at me.

I casually dropped my bottoms completely and took a step closer to her. I was now stood directly in front of her, with my erection directly in line with her mouth, but I was not going to introduce her to cock sucking.....yet.

'It's all yours, that's what you get for being a very good girl'

She tentatively raised her right hand and touched my shaft with her fingers. It bounced for her.

She gasped and then wrapped her small right hand around its shaft. Now I gasped. It was like being touched by an electric current, the sight and feeling of a young girl touching a cock, my cock, for the first time in her life was exhilarating.

'Wow, it's so hot' she remarked.

She then used her left hand to touch my knob and after a moment of touching and studying she said 'they feel different, this end and that bit' Indicating the shaft and the knob.

'Yes, that bit is called the shaft and that has to be very smooth as it needs to slide in and out of a girl's soft smooth tuppence or cunny. The knob end is not so smooth but is very sensitive'

She carried on feeling and was becoming a bit more confident, squeezing it and moving it around. All extremely pleasurable to me.

'Is that where you pee from?' indicating my japs' eye.

'Yes, I pee out of there and also that is where baby making juice comes out from. It's called sperm or spunk. The spunk is made in my balls' at this I grabbed my ball sack and weighed them in my hands, proudly displaying them in front of her.

She was about to reach forwards with her hands and touch them also but manners got hold of her 'Can I touch those?'

'I tell you what, if we both get naked, you can touch me anywhere and I can touch you anywhere, how does that sound?'

Before I had even finished my sentence she was whipping off her pyjama top and pushing her bottoms down and kicking them off.

I was now transfixed as she was stood in front of me, naked. Chloe really had no womanly shape yet. She had no tits forming at all, they were just chubby nipples; and she had no hips to talk about. But oh my god, taking in that young, barely formed body, with puppy fat around the tummy and legs. The different colours of her skin were wonderful, light browns where the sun had been allowed to see and milky white where it had not.

Her bed ruffled hair was draped over her shoulders and her slim legs were presented for me to see. Her puffy, hairless, prominent mound, with its tiny slit on show was a pure delight to behold.

I must have been gawking it her for several seconds as she stated 'You've got to get naked too'.

I removed my pyjama top as she reached over and took a hold of my ball sack, I gasped again.

I began to run my hands over her arms, shoulders, chest, nipples and stomach, but my height made it difficult to reach down to her most forbidden areas.

I dragged the dining room chair out from under the table, sat on it with my legs wide open and manoeuvred Chloe to stand against my inner left thigh. This gave her unrestricted access to my cock and balls and me easier access to her ass and cunt. She never said a word as I organized us around, so long as she could see and touch my manhood she was happy.

I slid my left hand down her backside, cupping her right butt cheek, but not like Bob did, I put my four fingers into the crease of her arse and began to squeeze the soft flesh of her pertness and very slightly placed my middle finger against her small bud of an anus. I then placed my right hand on her tummy and guided it down to her mound. I cupped her chubby lips in my hand and began to caress her pussy. Chloe was busy studying my cock and balls and didn't react as I began to rub her.

I then moved my left hand down over her arse cheeks and slipped my hand, like a blade, in-between her legs. Again like a dream she, without thought, wiggled her feet outwards, thus parting her legs, affording me better access to her cunt. With my left thumb stroking her arsehole and the middle finger pushing against her tiny cunny hole along with my right hand massaging her puffy mound and pressing against her clit, very quickly she began to become wet.

I was in heaven. As I continued to very lightly just rub my middle finger over her cunny hole, smearing what little juices she was secreting, she was unknowingly wanking my cock as both of her hands were wrapped around it as she wanted to feel the smoothness of my cock. This girl was a natural.

After another moment of rubbing her exquisiteness the young hussy began to get into this molesting and very slightly she began to move her hips in very tiny movements as my middle finger rested on her cunny hole. I looked at her face and her mouth was open and her little tongue was protruding out as she was concentrating on finding the right spot with my finger.

I desperately wanted to taste the juices leaking from her and could resist the urge no more.

'Chloe has your Granddad ever kissed your tuppence?' I quietly asked.

She looked at me with a puzzled look 'Er, no, I wouldn't let him kiss my tuppence'

'Oh ok, are my fingers making your stomach tickle?'

She nodded her head.

'Well, when a man kisses or licks your tuppence that feeling can be even nicer'

I could see the cogs in her mind contemplating what I was saying, so I added more, whilst continuing to rub her pussy.

'Most older girls love to have it done to them' I added 'If you let me give your tuppence a little kiss and a lick and you don't like it then I will stop straight away. I will bet you though that you will like having your tuppence being kissed but if not I will buy you an ice cream later' I recalled her previous weakness to such tempting gifts.

She smiled at the challenge and whispered 'Ok'.

I told her to wait there as I walked into the living room. I was stark bollock naked with a raging hard on in full view of the window at the front of the house. Fortunately nobody was passing by at that precise moment.

I grabbed a couple of settee cushions and returned to the dining room. Chloe was watching my hard on bounce as I walked around.

I cleared the dining room table, put the cushions on it and then lifted Chloe up from the ground and lay her down on the table. Her slender hips and light weight was another reminder that she really was a young pre-pubescent child, but this only served to drive me on to teaching her what I knew of sex rather than stop what I was doing.

I made sure she was comfortable as I picked up the dining room chair and placed it at the end of the table, putting me in between her legs and directly in front of her pussy.

She raised herself on her elbows to look down at what I was doing and said 'is this going to take long, I want to go swimming now'.

The young child was now back in the room and the fun of playing with my cock was now in the past and she wanted to move on. I quickly thought about abandoning my desires to taste the essence of the forbidden areas, but my urges won over and I said, 'Just let me have a little go and like I said if you don't like it I will stop and we will go swimming, ok?'

She smiled and nodded, probably thinking that she would make sure she would not like it and ensuring that we go swimming sooner and she gets an ice cream as an added bonus.

I pulled the chair in and lifted up both of her legs putting them over my shoulders. I pulled her about another inch or two closer to me and then I commenced kissing the inside of each thigh at the same time as rubbing my hands along the outside of them. As my kissing moved closer to her pussy she started to giggle and said 'that really tickles, your beard is tickling my legs'. I hadn't shaven that day, so had a small amount of beard growth, which obviously would be very ticklish to a young pair of previously untouched smooth legs.

I didn't respond to her and carried on kissing and then dragging my tongue along the inside of her thighs. My hands had now moved up her legs and I was cupping her buttocks and I used my thumbs to massage her ass cheeks, very slightly parting her fleshy pussy lips and exposing her tiny hole.

Chloe was still raised on her elbows watching me and her legs were twitching from ticklishness as I continued to kiss and lick her, she was trying to suppress another giggle.

I was now about two inches from her golden pot. I could smell her. A sweet honey musk along with a little sweat and urine was seeping into my nostrils. I could hold back no longer.

I have a wide tongue, of which some women, including my wife, say I have mastered to excellent use in covering a wide area of the pussy. I almost swallowed Chloe's cunt as I enveloped my mouth around her mound and very slowly drew my tongue up from her asshole, over her cunny hole, along her slit and over her tiny clitoris. I watched her face as I did this.

Her legs instantly clamped around my head. Her hips rose up to meet my tempting tongue. A sharp loud squeal followed by 'oh' came from her mouth. Her eyes and general facial expression was one of shock, surprise, confusion, blissfulness, ecstasy and above all, lust; she wanted more of what I had just given her, but I didn't move, waiting to see or hear what she did next.

She looked at me for a few seconds and seeing I wasn't moving or doing anything she stated, in a quiet voice 'Can you do it again please Uncle Mike'. I win the bet.

I repeated the same action, again watching her face. She didn't squeal this time but her body involuntarily reacted with her hips rising and her thighs closing on me again. Her mouth was open and her lips, now much fuller, were pouting, almost calling out the words 'Do it again'.

The scent of her was much stronger, clearly her young virginal juices were beginning to slip out of her cunny, so this time I just used the tip of my tongue and lapped at her cunny hole and then her ass hole, trying to slurp up every single drop of her sexual essence. She took to lying back on the cushions and both of her hands came up and rested on my head. Little short gasps of breath came from her as she felt my tongue touching her holes. She was unbelievably responsive.

Unfortunately, this was all too much for me also as I could feel my own juices beginning to rise up inside of me, without any stimulation of my cock at all. I had never ever been in a situation before where I would ejaculate without any form of wanking or fucking taking place.

I stood up and hoarsely whispered 'Chloe, I'm sorry, but I need to wank my cock and cum over your beautiful body. You will now see what spunk looks like.'

She opened her eyes and quickly raised herself up again onto her elbows, looking both disappointed and excited at the same time. She sat up and watched me take my cock in my right hand.

I took hold of my cock and gave it no more than three tugs. The first shot of cum exploded from me and landed in her hair, the second shot covered her small chest and left nipple and the third explosion emptied upon her stomach. I then pumped the last remnants of my seed out over her fleshy mound, rubbing my cock head along her tiny slit. I convulsed with the sensitivity of my cock touching her.

Words such as 'Oh fuck' 'Jesus' 'Fucking hell' and 'You are beautiful' came out of my mouth whilst ejaculating, but I have no recollection of what order they came out in or what Chloe would think of such language, I had not heard her swear.

As I finished squeezing the final dribbles of cum onto her soft pussy she said, in a worried tone 'am I going to get pregnant now you've put your baby ju... spunk in my tuppence?

I smiled a little 'No sweetie, there is no chance you would get pregnant like that, I would need to put this cock' which was now rather flaccid as I waved it about ' deep into your tuppence and shoot my spunk deep inside you for that to happen'. 'And your sweet tight little girl cunny is not ready to take my cock just yet'. I didn't want to even begin to try to explain that I had had a vasectomy some 9 years ago.

Not taking her eyes off the scene in front of her she dabbed the spunk pool on her stomach with a finger 'Its sticky'

I then said something that her future boyfriends will probably secretly thank me for.

'Yes and if you swallow it it can make you and your babies healthier. It has lots of goodness in it'. Wrong I know, but it was the best I could come up with at the time.

At this she dabbed her finger in some more and licked her finger with her tongue. She didn't seem overly impressed but then scooped a bit more from her belly and licked it off her fingers. This time she did have a disgusted expression on her face. 'I don't like it, it tastes salty'

I then expanded on my little white lie 'Well the best time to swallow it is directly from the cock, as it is coming out, it is not so sticky and is much nicer'.

She looked at my flaccid cock and I could see her considering trying to get my bulbous knob into her small virginal mouth 'I don't think I will like it'.

'Ok, I would never do anything you didn't like, but some of your future boyfriends may want you to, so you may have to try it one day with someone' I left that little morsel of consideration for her to mull over.

At this I picked her up and held her against my right hip, with her legs wrapped around my waist. I pecked her on the lips and said 'time to get showered and go swimming' as I carried her naked, spunk covered body out of the room.

I could feel the wetness and stickiness of her cunny as it was rubbing against my hip, I also had my right hand cupping her arse cheeks as I carried her upstairs. 'If you want I can tell you about how babies are made whilst we shower?

'Ok' she replied.

Nothing major happened whilst showering. She must have soaped my cock and bollocks four or five times, but I in turn made sure her little ass and asshole was very clean.

With some wise forethought, Angie had packed Chloe's pink all in one bathing suit, so I helped her slip into that, with ample gropes of her ass and slow strokes along the rest of her exposed naked body, whilst she fumbled with my semi-hard cock.

I also had some forethought and decided to put on my old Speedo swimming trunks, so as to restrain my hard on, followed by my thigh length swimming shorts, so as to hide any embarrassing protrusions whilst admiring not just Chloe but any other young and not so young female bodies that were likely to be at the swimming pool.

Chloe put on a wavy short denim skirt and a yellow top and we set off.

Driving along, with Chloe in the passenger seat, I would take the opportunity when changing gears or waiting at traffic lights, to run my finger up or down her exposed soft tanned legs. 'That tickles', she said as she giggled, however, after a few more goes she would then try to guide my hand up into her cunny to tickle her there also, but I didn't get much chance to sample much cunny as I kept having to recall my hand to help drive.

The baths were very busy, however we acquired a family changing cubicle, the only issue being that the walls didn't go all the way to the ceiling or floor, so it would be easy for others to hear things and also to look over and see what was happening in the next cubicle. We didn't do anything whilst getting changed, although I did quietly whisper to her that we need to be good and not touch each other in front of other people as we could get kicked out or worse. I think she understood the implications.

The venue was a multiplex of water flumes, water rapids and bubble pools.

We had a go on everything a few times and the only area she couldn't go in alone was the rapids as it could get quite boisterous in there.

As we were climbing the steps to have another trip down the water chute for the umpteenth time, a young girl and boy in front of us began talking to Chloe and they immediately hit it off. As we got to the top I said to her, 'I'll leave you to your new friends for a bit. I will be in the bubble pool'. She was very happy at this as I leaped down the tube.

I had noticed the young girl previously as I was continually scanning the venue for some wonderful sights. The girl, whose name I think was Meg or Mel, looked about ten years old, was the same height as Chloe, but the difference in development was tremendous.

Mel was wearing a red/white two piece bikini and her breasts, although very small, filled the little bikini top, she almost had a cleavage. Her hips and legs were beginning to fill out but most of all was her ass. It was a pear shaped pert little beauty and I saw a number of boys and men staring at this little sweeties assets as she climbed the steps to the flume.

I lay in the bubble pool, which gave great viewing angles of the entire venue, so I could keep an occasional eye on Chloe, but also had great enjoyment watching the various shapes and sizes of young female flesh on display.

There were a group of four 14/15 year old girls who were all very well formed and were quite adept at making sure they put in some poses when they knew some boys or men were looking their way, such as bending over and presenting their lovely ass or raising their arms above their heads to heave up their breasts. It was very nice to watch.

There were various ages around and I discovered that anything younger than Chloe just didn't appeal to me, too skinny or childish. It would seem that 9 or 10 year olds were my bottom line.

I then noticed that two lads of about 13/14 with a girl of about 12 were having great fun splashing water on each other and trying to tip each other up. The girl wore a tight fitting blue bathing suit and had a firm body with a fine pair of tits growing. But what was of more interest is that the girl was clearly playing one boy off against the other. She would go off with one of them and when in deeper water I could see them embrace and although I couldn't see much due to the distance, the hands of both the boy and girl would be under the water in front of each other and kissing and cuddling would commence. Then after a few minutes she would go off to find the other boy then the three would play for a bit and then she would take the other one away to do some more kissing and cuddling. It was clear the older boy or the larger one knew a bit more about the female body, because when she was being touched by him you could see her react with little movements and then kiss him more deeply with her eyes closed. He clearly was tickling her right spot.

The horn sounded meaning that for yellow banded swimmers time was up, so I went to find Chloe, who was having a great time with her new friends. Chloe introduced us as we were about to leave and I got a great view of the lovely developing physique of this young girl. We said our goodbyes and went off to the showers. Mel and her brother, George wore purple bands, so they had more time left to swim.

After rinsing off the pool water and collecting our clothes from the lockers I saw that the family cubicle in the corner was free. This was marginally better in so much that two of the four walls were affixed to the main wall of the complex and with only one cubicle next to us, which was also empty, it meant we were afforded a bit more privacy. However the changing rooms were quite busy with the sounds of families and children running around and pranks being played.

I wasn't planning on doing anything to Chloe apart from the usual touchy feely as I dried and dressed her, but just in case I secured this corner cubicle for us.

As we got in I removed my trunks, both pairs and told Chloe to take off her swimsuit so I could hand wring the water out. Watching her remove the bather and again expose her nakedness caused the blood to start to fill my manhood. She noticed it too and rather loudly said 'Have your balls made more spunk now'. I had to shush her and reminded her that she needed to speak quieter here in case people heard. She apologised but asked the same question again quieter. 'Yes, my balls have made more spunk' I whispered into her ear.

I grabbed a towel and gave it to her to start to dry her hair, I took another one to dry myself.

After I had dried myself I then sat down behind Chloe and began to dry her body whilst she did her hair. Her body was dried in moments, so I put the towel down and began to rub my finger up and down the crease of her arse.

'That tickles' she giggled

'What about with this' I then grabbed my almost hard cock and began to rub it up and down against her bottom. She put her towel down having finished her hair and said 'It doesn't tickle but it feels soft'. I then guided her between my legs with her back to me and let my cock rest against her buttocks. I began to caress her stomach and chest. She reached back and put both of her hands on my hard cock. I then moved my left hand down between her pussy and cupped her mound, slightly squeezing the whole thing. I then moved her hair to one side and began to kiss her shoulder and neck. She giggled but didn't move away.

'Do you still like me tickling your tuppence Chloe' I sighed as I nibbled her neck. She had stopped giggling now.

'Uh-uh' she murmured.

I slid my index finger in between her slit and began to quite quickly rub it side to side over her very small but firm clitoris. She opened her stance and stopped moving her hands on my cock, she just held it.

'Did you like me kissing your tuppence this morning' I croaked as I used my left hand to caress her stomach and tiny nipples.

'Yes' she breathed

'Would you like me to do it again?' I asked

There was a pause but a reply of 'Yes' was whispered as I heard her breathing increase as my finger continued on her clit.

I was amazed at how quickly such a young thing could become seduced by my touching. This girl's sexual response was electric.

The benches in the cubicle were not very wide, so I couldn't lie her down, however I told her to sit in the corner of the cubicle, where there was a bit more bench space. She sat down and I threw a towel on the ground and got on my knees between her legs. I again lifted her legs over my shoulders as I moved towards her sweetness.

She held onto the seat with both her hands as I manoeuvred her a little lower and as I opened my mouth and extended my tongue I watched her face. There was a little trepidation in her pose and her body slightly tensed in anticipation of the sensual jolt she was about to feel.

I didn't envelop the whole of her cunt like I did in the morning; instead I just licked upwards on her slit and titillated her clit. I saw her stomach tense and her mouth opened as a barely silent 'oh' was said.

I then alternated between ticking her clit with my tongue and putting my mouth over it and giving an elongated kiss, which sucked at the tiny love bud. At the sucking both of her hands came off the bench. One went to over my left ear with her fingers on the back of my head, as if to pull me closer, the other went to my forehead and tried to push me away. It was clear these sensations were too strong to take but also too good to stop.

Her tongue came back out of her pouting lips and her eyes had almost completely closed as the ecstasy began to travel through her body.

I licked and sucked a few more times and then, thinking it was about time I introduced her to some digital penetration, I put my little finger of my right hand into my mouth and, ensuring lots of saliva was on it, I placed it right over her tiny cunny hole and very, very slowly, after each kiss or lick of her clit, I would ease about a millimetre of my finger into her hole.

At about four millimetres, she realized that something was entering her and she looked down at me with a confused look. I could see she was thinking, 'what are you doing to me'. I didn't move my finger; just left it settled in her cunny hole and carried on sucking and licking her cunt.

Her eyes were almost closed again as the bliss continued to travel around her body. After another moment of this I began to minutely move my little finger back and forwards into her cunny. At first there was no reaction from her but after a few seconds of minute movement again she looked down on me with that confused but dreamy look. I continued with the fingering, not allowing anymore of my finger to enter her and like the little hussy she is, she began to move her pelvis in time with my inward movements. She was enjoying this.

She then whispered 'what are you doing to my tuppence'. She nearly never finished the sentence as my tongue took another trip along her slit. I didn't answer; instead I tried to rotate my little finger within the gripped tight soft flesh of her cunny entrance so as to begin the process of stretching her in preparation for future events, be it with me or others. I honestly had no intention of putting my cock anywhere near her cunny hole at this age, but if I could get away with a tiny bit of fingering, well she may enjoy it. However, I think I pushed it too far and although she was quite wet from her juices and my saliva, it was not lubricating her enough to maintain such friction. I saw her visibly wince as I moved my finger around and she reached down with her hand and said 'No, it hurts'.

I immediately, but gently removed my finger and whispered 'sorry'.

It was clear the issue wasn't too disastrous. I had taken my mouth away to say sorry and believing that she had had enough of my molesting, was about to stand up, but the jezebel promptly pulled my head back towards her snatch. How could I resist. I carried on my slurping and sucking for a few minutes more and she was getting quite loud with her breathing. I believed that if I was to continue a few minutes more then I may have brought her to her first orgasm. Unfortunately, a noisy family had now entered the cubicle next door and knowing how easy it is for someone to look under or over the walls; I thought it was time to call it a day. I sat up and kissed Chloe on the lips and said 'I think it's time to get dressed now'.

As I stood up, she had a concerned look on her face as she stared at my fully engorged cock and beckoned me back to her 'Are you not going to shoot your stuff on me again?' she whispered.

Despite the fact that a) I really, really wanted to relieve my cock of its erection and b) would have loved nothing more than to wank my spunk over this little nymphet's body, I said 'Chlo, I would love to, but I think I'm a bit too noisy for doing it in here, maybe another time'.

She seemed disappointed, but when listening to the increasing raucousness coming from god knows how many kids there were next door, I think she realized the problem. I then added, 'any way, it's time for some lunch and I think I promised you an ice cream?'

She smiled and looked at me. She appeared to be about to point out that she had lost the bet, but her desire for receiving an ice cream overcame her honesty, so she kept her mouth shut.

We got dressed without any further fumbling.

As we were making our way out of the changing area I saw the two boys with the girl in the blue bather. Although this was a family area and they should have been in the specific male or separate female changing rooms, I noted all three went into one of the family cubicles together. I sorely wanted to go to the cubicle next to theirs and listen and maybe sneak a peek at what they did to her or probably what she did to them. But it was not possible so I carried on by with a forlorn look on my face.

I took Chloe to the canteen area of the complex and we had some fries and a chocolate ice cream. During this meal I asked her about school and friends and she happily told me of her likes and dislikes of school life. It was quite pleasant to talk about normal stuff to her and, well at least for a short while, not think of hers or other young girl's bodies. However this was short lived when Mel & George came in, I think with their Nan, we exchanged pleasantries and the kids had a chat whilst Nan got the food in.

Mel was wearing a tight fitting crop top, which exposed her slim stomach, but really enhanced her breasts, but of more notice were the white shorts she was wearing, which totally emphasized again that gorgeous ass of hers, which I was struggling not to study whilst it was in my presence.

Nan had got some food and she and the two children found a seat away from where we were. I don't know if that was because of my staring, although I was not the only one, or if it was just easier for her. Anyhow, we finished our drinks and ice cream and left to make our way home.

For the remainder of the afternoon I left Chloe to watch TV or play on the games console as I had been given some chores to complete by Kim. When Kim came home we had tea and because it was a lovely evening the three of us took a stroll over to see the horses and Chloe was quite proud to show Kim where the breach in the fence was to see some of the horses in the stables. I did feel some guilt when stood at the same location as I had two days before where I had taken my first grope of Chloe. Was I being a complete bastard in what I was doing? She had now had her pussy licked, sucked and fingered, a stranger grope her ass, as well as having seen a cock cum over her body and then swallowed some of that cum, all within two days. What was I doing? Again I told myself that I had to try and restrain my urges and I would ask my wife to do the reading tonight, thus removing any temptation.

Back at the house, just before Chloe went to get ready for bed I said to Kim that it's her turn to read to Chloe tonight. She said she didn't mind but didn't know how Chloe would take it as Chloe had told her that she really enjoys my reading as I make her dreamy and fall asleep. I was a bit taken aback by this. When had she and Chloe had such a conversation and what else was discussed? 'Oh. A regular topic of discussion between the ladies of this house am I?' I feigned dismay.

'You wish' she replied. 'But I will read to her when I take her up'.

I was both grateful for the option to remove any temptation from me but also a bit fretful at what Chloe would say, as I had not mentioned it to her.

As Chloe and Kim were going upstairs, Kim said to her 'Can I read to you tonight, Chloe, Uncle Mike gets all the fun'. Without any hesitation or thought Chloe replied 'Oh yes please' and began to run upstairs faster. I had already been dismissed as an afterthought!! How rude.

However, before Kim got upstairs the house phone rang and as I approached it I saw the caller ID. Sally, Kim's sister. This meant that Kim would be talking to her for ages. 'Kim, its Sally' I picked it up and said hello. Moments later Kim walked into the room. 'Well I tried.....Chloe's waiting for you in bed', as she took the phone from me and settled on the sofa.

Such a phrase as 'Chloe's waiting for you in bed' was not what I wanted to hear. My willpower was disappearing by the second. I made my way upstairs and into the bedroom, just to see Chloe smile at me and then remove her hands from under the duvet with her pyjama bottoms in her hands and place them under the pillow.

Gone. What little willpower I had left disappeared at the thought that again this little girl was already preparing herself for my attentions, and knowing that Kim would be talking for ages and because I could hear her talking, I would know when she is finishing. This meant I could actually be a bit more adventurous with Chloe tonight.

Oh well. It's the thought that counts. And I did try a little bit to contain my urges, but now I was summonsed to sit on the seat next to the bed where a nine-year-old pussy was awaiting my attentions.

I didn't even pick up a book. I pulled the quilt back exposing Chloe's naked lower half. Manoeuvred her around so her legs were over the side of the bed, sat on my knees in between her legs and as I stared at her face I said 'Can I do it again Chloe?' The look on her face of mischievous delight was enough but she quantified it by saying 'Yes please'. Wow, she even added a please, how could I resist.

I refrained from any digital penetration as I didn't want to cause her any soreness, so just concentrated on licking, sucking, kissing and molesting her cunny and ass. I even got her to turn around and took to sticking my tongue a little into her anus, which I'm not sure she enjoyed but nevertheless, didn't stop me.

I wanted to get my erection out and rub it against her cunny from behind, but didn't want to risk it.

I carried on such little girl cunt attention for about twenty minutes, before I decided enough was enough and told her it was time to go to sleep. Again I don't think she was far from an orgasm and I think with a bit of little finger tickling of her cunny hole, I may have brought her off. I decided to leave that for tomorrow morning, where I had hatched another plan to continue my expansion of her vagina.

I tucked her into bed and then made my way into the bathroom. I must be getting used to this molesting of a young virgin as I didn't quite have the bursting urge to wank myself off, so just washed my mouth and face and went back downstairs, where Kim was still talking to her sister.

Maybe I could have got my cock out for Chloe after all.

WEDNESDAY

The swimming must have tired me out as the first I knew about my wife getting up was when I heard the front door shut as she left for work.

I lay there for a few moments before taking myself off for a piss.

Upon return I stripped off and lay in bed waiting for movement.

It wasn't long before Chloe got up and I heard her go to the bathroom; as she came out I heard her start to go downstairs but I called her into my bedroom.

'Morning sweetie, I'm having a little lie in for a bit before we go see if Sparky wants to go for a walk, do you want to snuggle into my bed?' I pulled the duvet back, exposing my nakedness and semi hard cock and invited her in. Chloe pondered for about 5 seconds before climbing in beside me. She remained in her pyjamas.

I snuggled her up against me and began to ask if she had a good sleep and blah, blah and after a moment or two I purposefully nudged her thigh with my now fully erect cock. She lifted the duvet and upon seeing it pushed the duvet away and commenced touching and stroking my cock.

I then hatched my plan.

'Chloe, in that drawer there is a tube of red stuff, can you get it out for me'.

She opened the bedside drawer and removed some Cherry flavoured sexual play gel that I would occasionally use to lubricate Kim's pussy.

'That stuff is for use on cocks and tuppences to keep them nice and slippery and stop boys or girls getting sore. Open it and smell it'.

She did. 'It smells like lollipops' she remarked.

'Squeeze a little bit out into your hand and then rub it over my cock and you will see how slippery it makes it'. She didn't hesitate and squeezed more than enough into her hand and within seconds my erection was coated in Cherry play gel.

'Can I taste it?' she asked.

'Sure, it's perfectly safe, it's like sweets' I then rubbed a bit off my knob and offered it to her lips. She licked it and said 'um, that's nice'.

'You know what would be nice, if you would lick some off my willie'.

Without hesitation she had her head down in my crotch, took my cock in her hands and began to lick the sides and the knob. She was slurping like it was a melting ice lolly. I enjoyed the exquisite feeling of a nine-year-old's tongue and lips sliding up and down my cock. I wasn't going to last long before cuming at this rate.

I then asked 'Why don't you put some on your tuppence and see what if feels like'.

She stopped giving me attention and removed her pyjamas, lay on her back, squeezed a tad too much into her hands and then began to rub it over her mound and even slipping her own fingers into her slit. Seeing this child begin to caress her own cunny was beginning to be too much and I began to slowly wank my cock. 'It's nice and smooth, but a bit cold' she remarked.

She noticed what I was doing and asked 'Are you going to shoot your stuff over me?

'I would like to Chloe, but I would also like to taste the Cherry gel on your tuppence first'

Without hesitation she stopped her own stroking and parted her legs; sucking the gel from her fingers as she lay back.

I then used my left hand to begin to massage the gel around her mound. I took a little taste from my fingers, but that was for show, I knew what it tasted like and just wanted to get my hands on her cunt.

I returned my hand to her mound and began to caress and rub the gel all around the outside, down over her cunny hole and also her asshole, ensuring there was plenty of gel covering her. I then began to wank her clit with my index finger and thumb as well as licking her right nipple which was quite erect.

I heard the first gasp from her.

'Chloe I love touching your sweet body' I murmured as I continued to manipulate her clit.

'Uncle Mike...' was all she got out as another sharp gasp took her breath as I hit the clit again.

I then used the whole of my hand to massage and rub, with a little more force, all over her cunt.

At this Chloe began a soft moan and her head turned to the right. She was clearly in ecstasy. At the same time she lifted her pelvis towards my hand.

'Oh Chloe, I want to lick and kiss and tickle your whole body' I whispered.

'Oh yes please' was barely audible as one of her hands came down, clenched into a fist and rested on her stomach. I took it that the tickling was now gathering in its intensity.

At this I then moved my little finger down her slit and rested it over her cunny hole and just began to circle around the outside. Another gasp and a further raise of the hips. I found this encouraging. The play gel was working.

I then again began to very, very slowly work my little finger into her cunt and at about four millimetres I stopped.

She was not resisting, not looking at me or moving her hands down towards my finger. She was just lying there enjoying my wanking of the clit and inserting of the finger.

I then increased the speed at rubbing her clit and also quickly flicking my tongue across her small, but erect nipple. At this she raised her hips towards my finger and a few more millimetres entered her. She didn't react. The play gel was really doing its job. I then very slowly and very slightly began to wiggle my little finger inside the entrance to her cunt.

That was the button. At this she gave out a tiny squeal and a moan and closed her thighs around my hand. I could feel her tiny little cunny hole pulsating. Her head raised off the pillow and her stomach tensed.

She had just had her first orgasm.

As she settled back down she just said 'Ooooh'.

I couldn't handle anymore and sat up and whilst at the side of her began to wank my cock.

'Chloe I'm gonna cum over you again'.

She sat up slightly and after a few seconds she said 'Can I taste it in my mouth?'

I slowed my wanking hand 'Are you sure?' I begged

'Uh uh' she said, not really knowing what to do.

I then straddled over her chest and took her head in my left hand and guided my cock head into her mouth. Immediately she began to suck and lick it, realising it was because of the Cherry flavour gel still over my cock. I wanked my cock slowly, as I didn't want to blow the back of her head off with my explosion. However, not very long after I felt my spunk rising.

I kept myself quite fit through cycling and running, so my thighs are quite wide and developed, so as I looked down at my bulky, dark coarse haired legs straddled across the body of a petite, milky white frame of a nine-year-old girl, who was sucking on my engorged cock which looked monstrously huge entering her mouth, I realised the difference between what my needs are and what the capabilities are of her. I needed to be careful I didn't harm her through my sheer bulk.

'Oh, Chlo, here it comes' I restrained myself as the first explosion erupted and watched to make sure I didn't force too much of my cock into her mouth. However, because of the Cherry flavouring she was loving it and I just continued to pump my spunk into her mouth. 'God, that's so good Chloe' I could barely speak through orgasm.

After a few more spurts I asked 'Does it taste better?'

She just looked up at me and nodded her head whilst sucking and swallowing the fluids entering her mouth.

I couldn't support myself anymore and took my hand off my cock and placed it against the bedroom wall to keep myself from putting my weight on her. Chloe took over straight away as she instinctively put both her hands on my cock and began to lick and suck it like a lollipop. I just held myself there, watching a nine-year-old sucking the spunk out of my adult cock, which she could only just about fit into her mouth.

After she had drained me and sucked all the Cherry from me I rolled off her and lay down.

'Wow Chloe that was incredible. How are you feeling?'

As I looked at her she smiled and said 'that was the bestest feeling I have ever had.' In her teeth was the residue of some of my spunk and I did something that I had never done with any woman or girl before. I kissed her fully on the mouth and tasted my own spunk.

I cuddled her to me and told her that she has now had her first orgasm. I had explained about female orgasms to her in the shower yesterday.

She just sighed and cuddled back up to me. We both fell asleep.

After about half an hour of relaxing slumber, we jumped into the shower, got dressed and had breakfast. I phoned Bob to see if he was in and if it was ok for us to take Sparky out. He was fine with it and ten minutes later we were at his door, where he was waiting with Sparky on a lead.

'I will have to pop out later to pick up something, but will not be gone long, so if I am not back when you are, just keep hold of Sparky till I get back. I'm sure you will look after him for me, wont you Chloe' he said. She smiled a caring, loving smile and said 'I will love him very much Bob' as she patted the little mutt.

Chloe was wearing her pale blue ¾ length leggings again. The ones she had been wearing when I first discovered her responsiveness. My, how much she had sampled since then!

She was also wearing a baby pink frilly sleeved blouse type top and I had asked her to put her hair in pigtails, which she had done. She looked an absolute doll and I knew Bob would fully appreciate her like he did the other day, but I didn't give him the chance to get his hands on her this morning as we started on our trek with Sparky.

I took Chloe & Sparky on a different route today, over to some farms nearby which had some public footpaths around it. Due to having the dog and the general enjoyment of a sunny day and walking, I didn't put my hands on her much throughout the couple of hours walking. The odd stroke of her bottom as she went over a style was about as much as it got.

We stopped at a small coffee shop where I got her an extravagant milkshake and a fancy coffee for me, with some water for Sparky, who was a delightful dog. No pulling, no wishing to fight others, he just was happy to get out, which was probably quite rare because of Bob's age.

We got back mid afternoon and Bob was still out, so Chloe took her duties of looking after Sparky very well. Walking him in the back garden and trying to get him to sit and lie down and do his balancing act. She was doing quite well, but Sparky was not fully complying with her commands and would sometimes just sit and look at her. Maybe he was admiring her adorableness like I was.

The phone rang and Bob announced he was home. I thought he would just knock on the door, but obviously wanted to expand his time with Chloe. I decided to accommodate his plan and asked Chloe to take Sparky back to Bob's. As she left I told her to not be late for tea and reminded her of when Kim got home. This put Chloe in Bob's hands for about forty minutes.

She came back just as Kim pulled up in the car, so I didn't get chance to ask her what she and Bob got up to. I had a quick glance at her demeanour and she seemed happy enough, although I noticed that her leggings were pulled up higher on her waist than when she left. I need to explore this issue later.

We had tea and Kim asked if there was anything on at the cinema that Chloe would like to see. I checked the local timings and there was a Disney film just released, so the three of us went to see it.

At the cinema Chloe was sat in the middle of me and Kim, and although the thought did enter my head, I avoided any efforts of trying to touch any part of her whilst there. The consequences could have been disastrous.

By the time we got home, it was too late to read Chloe a story; in fact I had to carry her from the car as she had fallen asleep. I left Kim to the job of getting Chloe undressed and into bed; the temptation to touch would have been too much for me.

THURSDAY

The next morning after seeing Kim off to work, I returned to bed and lay naked awaiting Chloe's rising. It turned out she had been waiting for me.

As I lay in bed I heard her bedroom door open and expecting her to go to the bathroom I was surprised to see her entering my bedroom. I was doubly surprised to see that she was naked. I was triply surprised by the look in her eyes....she was horny.

She stood there by my bed looking delicious. I pulled the duvet back and invited her in. She slipped in beside me and still looking at me she said in her soft voice 'My tuppence is tingling, can we put the gel on again please?' Oh my god, this poor girl was in need of some sexual relief.

I kissed her fully on the lips and put my tongue inside her mouth. Her eyes were open and she had a look of 'what on earth are you doing', but as I began to wiggle it against hers, she got the general idea and began to get into it. At the same time I put my hand on her left thigh and lifted it across my body, so it was resting on my cock. I slid my hand along the underside of her thigh and moved it up to cup her sweet ass. I could feel the heat from her and when I put my fingers on her mound I could feel the wetness, she was positively gushing compared with any previous excretion of juices I had felt from her cunny. I wanted to taste them and not waste a single drop of her virginal fluids.

My urges took over now and I decided I was going to suckle upon this young girl's cunny and savour those flavours. I picked her up by her waist and lifted her above me and then placed her across my face. My tongue found her slit instantly and Chloe gave a short gasp as I began to suck. I continued to manoeuvre her so she was comfortably squat across me and then I took hold of her ass cheeks and completely buried my mouth and tongue across her pussy. It was her turn to use the bedroom wall as support. I looked up and could see her face. She held an expression of surprise and lust as she looked down upon me and then she even wiggled herself around so as to ensure I was hitting the right spot.

I began to move the index finger of my left hand over her buttocks with the intention of giving her cunny hole some digital attention; however, before I got it there my mouth and tongue had already done their good work. Chloe gave a short high pitched squeal just like yesterday, just as her orgasm took her body. She placed her right hand upon my head, again both trying to pull me away and at the same time pulling me closer. In an almost tearful voice she called out my name 'Uncle....Mike...ummmh', as her body succumbed to my mouth continuing to lap up whatever juices she was leaking. They tasted exquisite; again that sweet honey was soaking into my tongue. Her body made a short shiver as the feelings travelled around it. It was a bit too much for her and she then did push my face away from her moistness, looking down upon me with an expression of bewilderment. I imagined her mind trying to grasp how such sensational feelings that were rushing through her body were possible and by the way she was looking at me, how I was able to create them with just my tongue and lips.

My cock was fully engorged and I needed to relieve it.

'Shall we put some gel on my cock and you can lick me till I cum.... if you want?'

She didn't need any further encouragement, she had got the tube out of the drawer, had a handful of Cherry gel and was climbing over me towards my cock before I could say 'Go get it girl'.

She began to smear my cock and balls with gel and within seconds was rubbing it with her tiny hands and licking it with her tiny tongue. I looked down at her as she was lying effectively upside down alongside my body as she studiously began to get to work on my cock.

'Am I doing it right, Uncle Mike?' she enquired.

'Yes little miss, you are doing fine, believe me it will not be long before I'm cuming', which was a very, very true statement.

I glanced at her body as it lay alongside me. Her slender waist, her pert but small ass, those smooth legs were all on show, but what was missing? I needed to see that pussy.

I again grabbed her by the waist and lifted her almost weightless frame over and across me, then I put each leg either side of my head and had a perfect view of her hairless mound, glistening with my saliva mixed with some of her juices. Because I had positioned her legs open, it naturally exposed her cunny hole and tight asshole. It was only fair that I gave her some loving attention just like she was giving me. I grabbed the tube of Cherry gel, squirted more than enough into my hands and commenced smearing it all around her ass and cunt. I was intent on having a feast, so needed to make sure the sauces were well dispersed across the main course.

Chloe gave a little murmur as I spread the gel, I don't know if that was because of the sensitivity of her pussy or the shock of the gel hitting her flesh. Her mouth was full of my knob at the time, so she couldn't speak. I didn't ask her to repeat.

I commenced just rubbing my left hand all across her pussy and ass, just caressing and stroking it, enjoying the beauty of such a sweet vision. This caused Chloe to suckle harder on my knob, which was giving me a most sensual feeling.

Placing my thumb over her ass hole, I began to just circle it around the sphincter. She didn't object.

I then took the index finger of the same hand and put it over her cunny hole, but never moved it.

Then my tongue began to dig its way through the fleshy mounds of her cunny searching for her tiny but very responsive clit. As it found it Chloe's body tensed and she stopped sucking my cock. I could feel her breath quickening as it exhaled from her nose across my very sensitive shaft. I very deliberately commenced a light licking of the clit, at the same time as slightly pushing my index finger, which is larger by a few millimetres than my little finger that had previously invaded her cunny hole, back and forwards across her hole. Whilst maintaining my circular motion with my thumb over her sphincter.

After about 10 seconds of this she withdrew my cock from her mouth and just rested her head against my groin, just keeping my cock in her right hand. Ok, I was now losing out on a bit of oral sex, but the gains were of a magnitude better.

My tongue then alternated between the tip just lightly licking her clit and then the wide expanse of it sliding along the mound then returning to the clit. After several minutes of this circuit, her hips began to push back against my tongue as it slid across her mound. Making sure I kept my thumb and index finger in their current positions, Chloe's pushing back meant that she was causing them to slide ever so slightly into her cunny hole and, though not entering her ass hole, definitely depressing it deeper.

After a few more laps, she had taken my index finger into her up to the first knuckle. Almost twice the length as before and she was not troubled. In fact there was a continual 'ummm' coming from her that would alter in decibels slightly as she pushed further back.

I decided that no more finger needed to enter her, so moved it in rhythm with her body. She was now officially being fingered.

'Is that ok Chloe. Do you like that?' I whispered between slurps.

All I got back was 'ummm' and her breathing quickened even more.

I then used my left hand to begin to caress along her back and then moved it around to her left nipple. I just placed the whole of my palm over it and commenced another circular motion.

I felt her right hand, which had been resting on my cock tense and tighten.

She then almost incoherently breathed 'Uncle...Mike....so' then another gasp as she pushed back again against my tongue, finger and thumb. I gently began to wiggle my finger inside her vice like cunny hole. This made her tense and a 'oh' was heard. I wasn't sure if it was due to pain or pleasure.

But then there was another 'oooh' as she began to again rhythmically gyrate her hips. My cock was now bursting and I was desperate to spunk my load, but I did not want to move any part of my hands away from what they were doing, so I just lifted my hip and wiggled my cock which eventually touched her mouth. She put her lips around it for about a second, before letting it go again as another 'oooh' came out. At this she pushed herself up and started to pull away from me 'No more Uncle Mike........., It's too much.......... no more'. However her body was not accepting of this. As she began to pull away from me, my tongue, finger and thumb followed and continued to stimulate her.

She could not resist and stopped trying to pull away. 'Ummm' came out again.

Although she had asked for no more, I was of the belief that it wasn't because she had had enough; it was because she could not take the build up of orgasm. But I was reluctant to deprive her of such, so I continued and guided her back into position over me. She responded by gyrating her hips in line with my finger.

After several seconds she squealed. It was louder than she had squealed before. She squealed for longer than she had before. Her whole body trembled and tensed.

But then the ecstasy turned sour. As Chloe finally pulled herself off of me, she began to cry. Not just cry lightly, she began to utterly sob. Her whole body was shuddering at her sobbing.

What had I done?

Had I hurt her?

Why didn't I stop when she asked?

'Chloe, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.' 'Come here' I picked her up and cradled her against my chest. Laying her alongside me and covering us both with the quilt.

'Shhh, tell me where it hurts, let me take the pain away.' 'I promise I will not touch you again' I pleaded with her as she fought to control her sobbing. I could feel her tears on my chest and hands.

I felt sick and disgusted at what I had done. My own selfish sexual urges had hurt this young innocent little girl just for my own perverted belief that I was teaching her the joys of sexual contact.

After a few moments she stopped sobbing. I grabbed a portion of the bed sheet and began to wipe the tears that had been streaming down her face. I didn't say a word. I didn't want her to notice I was there; I wanted the past few days to be erased from both hers and my memory. I was a bad individual. All these thoughts were going through my mind as she lay there quietly.

She moved herself around and looked up at me. She looked shattered; her eyes were red and looked tired.

Then she said 'You haven't hurt me Uncle Mike'.

She wiped more tears from her face. 'It was just that......' she was trying to think of the words to say, 'the feelings you were making me have were.... too much and it made me frightened....a bit'.

I didn't have anything to say so remained silent.

She was wracking her brain again to search for some way of explaining her feelings. 'That was the most amazing feeling ever. But it felt like I was going to......to burst, and that's why I wanted you to stop, I thought I was going to.....wee myself. All over you.' She looked at me for some response. I tried to get out of my depraved mind the picture of me drinking wantonly the hot stream of piss coming from this girl's pussy. I managed to do so.

'Chloe....I....you are sooo young and I am doing things to your body that shouldn't be done till you are older and I, being an adult, should know better than to try to teach you these things at your age' I stared into her eyes. She stared straight back and said 'But I wanted you to do them, you didn't force me.....and I want you to do them again coz I like them.' She paused and then stated 'the other day you said that it's my body and I can decide who I want to touch it. I want you to touch it. I love it when you touch it. I really love it when you touch it.' She paused again but before I could respond she said 'If you won't touch it, then I might have to ask Granddad or Bob to touch it....' she looked straight at me and added 'and wont you get jealous if other men touch my tuppence Uncle Mike?'

What could I say to that? She was right; I would get jealous if another man touched her instead of me. It didn't seem so bad if another man touched her AS WELL as me, but not instead. My selfish streak had kicked in again.

I had created these feelings, these urges in this young girl and now she has learnt them they are not going to go away. I suppose I now had some responsibility to her. To show her things, explain things, how to do things to herself, without the need for a man.

'Yes, I would get jealous, very jealous, Chloe' I informed her. She smiled.

'But I, we need to take it a bit more slowly. I need to ensure that you can cope with what I am doing to you. I need to show you how to do things to yourself, so that you can make your own tuppence tingle, without me or any other man touching it'.

She had a puzzled look on her face. 'How can I lick my tuppence like you do?' she asked.

I chuckled. 'Well, no, not all things will you be able to do, some you will need a man to do for you' or a woman, I thought to myself, but didn't want to go down that route....yet.

'But there are ways that you can touch yourself and tickle yourself so that you can create that amazing feeling yourself on your own body' I said.

I could see her thinking about such processes. Probably thinking about using her fingers on herself.

But now was not the time for me to go down that road.

'Let's go get a shower. I have a list of things to pick up from the shopping mall for Auntie Kim. You can look to see if you can spend some of your pocket money that your Dad gave you.' I went to sit up when Chloe asked 'But what about you cuming? You haven't shot your spunk out of your cock yet. I haven't finished licking off the gel'.

My cock was very flaccid, looking very pathetic shrivelled amongst my pubes.

'Chloe, I don't think I could cum now even if we tried I don't feel very horny now'.

She was having none of it and dived under the covers and took a hold of my flaccid cock in her hands and began to lick it. I pulled the duvet back and was about to extract her from my private parts when she said 'Can I just finish licking the cherry gel off....I really like it.' And she then continued licking my shaft.

Whatever willpower I did have was going away quickly as her licking and handling of my cock was making it erect again. 'Oh wow, it grows really fast and really big' she said as she then placed my knob into her mouth.

I think that most men's restraint would dissipate when someone is sucking their erect cock. When it is in the hands and mouth of a young girl, the horniness is multiplied. I didn't stop her and just sat back and watched.

Chloe was sat to the left side of me, bent over my cock, so her body was crouched next to mine. Lying there again, just looking at the young white, soft, smooth flesh does things to stimulate the mind and body, so it was not very long before I could feel the build up in my loins of that familiar feeling.

'Let me help a bit, Chlo' I said as I put my right hand around my shaft and began to wank my cock. It was not a vigorous wanking as I didn't need to because of her ongoing attention. It was after another minute or two of my rhythmic stroking, at the same time of just looking, not touching, just admiring the soft curves of her body. How her small ass curves round to the top of her slender legs and that brief glimpse of her mound, with a tiny slit on show was enough to get my juices flowing.

'Chloe do you want to taste it or watch it come out?' I gave her the option. She pondered a moment and said 'Watch it shoot out'.

'Ok, mind your head, it will not be long' I informed her.

I continued to wank my shaft and was almost at the point of ejaculation when I had another thought.

I took my hand off my cock, grabbed hold of Chloe's right hand and placed it around my shaft, with my right hand around hers. I then began to move her hand up and down my shaft. She quickly got the hang of things and after about twenty seconds 'here it comes' I croaked as the first spurt of spunk burst from my japs eye, shooting over my stomach. I carried on wanking with her hand for another two thrusts and then took my hand away. She didn't need instructions as she carried on using her tiny hand to slide up and down my shaft and helped squeeze out the remainder of my juice.

'Oh Chloe that is heaven. You are really good at wanking my cock'.

Clearly my earlier feelings of sickness and disgust had been banished as I reverted to form and continued to debase the innocence of a young child. But then she did something that I wasn't expecting. I felt her mouth engulf my knob end and she commenced licking and sucking the spunk from my cock. I shuddered in ecstasy. 'Oh wow, wow' I hissed.

She just carried on licking and sucking my knob and when no more was coming out, she went back to licking the remains of the red cherry gel on my shaft.

'I still don't like it on its own. I like it mixed with the gel' she said as she finished cleaning me off and sat back up. There was spunk on her chin and lips. Again my depravity took hold and I kissed her on the lips, putting my tongue over her chin and into her mouth. Mixing the spunk, gel and saliva. She was getting to enjoy wiggling tongues together now.

I lay back and cuddled her next to me. We lay there for about five minutes before getting up to shower and get dressed.

We spent the day at the shopping mall but nothing of a sexual nature took place. We got home just in time to cook tea for Kim and we all sat and ate.

This was going to be the final night with Chloe as she would be gone when I got home the next day. She was spending the day with Kim tomorrow whilst I was at work.

When it came to story time Chloe wanted me to lick her cunny again but I refused. Instead I gave her directions of how to touch her body and how to tickle her own cunny and make herself come.

She was quite reluctant at first, keeping wanting me to take over but I resisted and said she needs to learn. After about 10 minutes she finally began to get into it and although never brought herself to orgasm, she certainly made sure she could tickle and stroke her cunny and clit. I asked her to get practicing for when we next meet up. I shouldn't have raised that subject as it brought to her mind the fact that she would not be seeing me after tonight. She asked how we can meet and she came up with plans to ensure we do meet regularly. But I was pretty convinced that it would be a while before I saw her as it would be extremely risky to try and manufacture such an event without somebody getting suspicious, but I went along with her plans and let her go to sleep thinking that such would come true.

FRIDAY

The next day I went to work without seeing her and I was quite subdued at the thought and feelings of what had happened this week. Although I knew that what I had done was totally wrong both in law and societies eyes, and I had also had several repentant moments over that week regarding why I shouldn't have done such. Upon reflection I was of the opinion that she was not harmed, she had learnt about sexual things that she would learn about anyway and I was not the first or the only one to be touching her and that she had taken part as a willing volunteer, if not one in full understanding of what was occurring. My only concern was how it affected her for the future. And only time would be able to answer that.

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