I really hate to waste all this space in a preamble to my stories. I thought the one I had at the beginning of the stories I edited so far would have been sufficient, but it seems the self appointed pedo police are hell bent there are minor children in my fictitious fantasy stories.
I have always been fond of small dicks and pussies. The problem is some of you think only young children possess them. My dick has always been little. Yet I am not a child. I know women that have tiny tits, little pussies, and no hair down there. They are not children either. And that’s in the real world. In Fantasy Land, the guys and gals alike can be short, skinny, and hairless without being minors.
As a matter of fact, there is an island in Fantasy Land that puts restrictors on all its male’s penises to keep them little after puberty, much the same as the Japanese do their women’s feet. The girls use a special cream that shrinks the vagina. I mean, what girl wants a big sloppy pussy when all the men have tiny pencil dicks?
I can’t tell you the name of the island for security reasons, but I can tell you it isn’t Fantasy Island. All of its citizens stay young looking and never gain much stature. No one ever dies there. Its due to some chemical in the soil. That’s the reason for the security. Otherwise there’d be a stampede of dumb asses (Pedo Police included) storming the fictitious beach ruining the lives of these wonderful people.
For those of you who have a little common sense, I apologize for being blunt. For those of you that don’t, please get some. I have searched far and wide up and down Fantasy Road for many a year to find the characters I was looking for.
First I found a cute little midget. He is very petite, but unlike David Bennent who was eighteen and looked ten, when he starred as Honeythorn Gump in Legends, my midget is twenty one and could pass for twelve in short shorts. Trust me. Twelve he ain‘t. The mother fucker had a twelve inch dick when I first saw him. It seems a lot of folks in Fantasy Land have twelve inch dicks. Most of them are as fictitious as their dicks.
I couldn’t deal with the cute little bastard having all that dick, so I cut it off for him and sewed a skinny pencil dick in its place. You can find those all up and down the road in Fantasy Land. They are a dime a dozen. Then I slapped the silly bitch around for awhile until he got a bad case of amnesia. At that point I told him he is my twenty one year old little boy. He, not wanting more amnesia treatments, believes he is so.
The little fucker also plays any character I ask him to. Since that time I have acquired several other characters the same way. They all play different characters in my many stories. They all do what I tell them to, but they won’t touch a part portraying a young child. They’ll let me tell about a person’s childhood, but that’s about it.
Melinda, the only one that doesn’t mind me using her real fictitious name, is one of three girl characters I have acquired other than the ones from the island. Melinda is twenty three. She will occasionally play a girl as young as sixteen, but refuses to stoop any lower. She is smooth, petite and very desirable. The only problem I had with her was her pussy was all hairy and loose. I couldn’t stand that. I did laser hair removal on her and I must say she looks sweet being that smooth and hairless.
I got one of those African head hunter guys to help me with her big old nasty pussy. He used his head shrinking magic to make her pussy small and tight to my delight. I convinced her to have breast reduction surgery. I love a flat chested bitch.
I like em small and she had always wanted to look a little boyish. She may even play a guy part at some time or the other. Who knows. When she does, it will still be a fictitious part. She looks like a young girl. So much so, I have to lie about her age. The bitch couldn’t get into a G rated movie without her fictitious parents. She doesn’t like anything real. Not many in Fantasy Land do.
I also use some of the folks from the island. I like that because they work cheap and I don’t have to cut off their dicks nor do I have to give them amnesia treatments. This also lets me avoid dealing with the head hunter. That dude’s a little weird for my tastes.
True, I call some of them little boys and little girls. Some of them are quite naïve when it comes to sex, but that is only because their fictitious Fathers were very protective of them as they weren’t growing up. Bottom line, there are no fucking children in my fantasy stories. Fictitious or otherwise. I would like for you folks that have pedophilia stuck in your minds to either get past the dumb shit or quit reading my stories. The rest of you can feel free to enjoy.
For the technical aspects of the story, I use the things I know to add credibility to the events in the story. The rest I simply make up using wording that makes it seem probable. I apologize that some of it will not stand up to scientific reasoning. It isn’t meant to. This is all fantasy. Happy reading.
The New Den Mother Part Three
The door opened. Lana strutted across the room heading straight toward the bed sporting those red bikini underpants with a matching bra. Lord she looked good. I hope she has a tick too. Her shoulder length brown hair cascaded around her neck in big curls.
Her big puppy dog brown eyes were mesmerizing. Lana has a skinny nose that upturns slightly at the tip. Her tits are sweet mounds sticking out like two tantalizing melons the size of baseballs with perky nipples that poke out from her bra.
That exquisite ass of hers is so round and inviting with twice the meat on it as Debbie’s. Still, her legs are trim and skinny with slight curves making them a delight to admire. Her tan was different from Debbie’s It was every bit as dark, but it obviously conformed to the shape of her gym shorts and a tube top. She plopped into the bed face first on her belly still wearing the panties and bra. I stupidly asked, “Aren’t you going to take off your panties and bra so I can check you for ticks?”
Lana raised up on her elbows with a concerned look on her face. “Why would you want me to take my clothes off? The other den mother checks us over real good and then pushes our under clothes around just enough to check everything without exposing us all at one time. Are you trying to trick me to see me naked or something?”
Oh fuck. I hadn’t planned on something like this. That little bitch Debbie tricked me. Now I am looking like a fool in front of Lana and she thinks I am some kind of pervert. “I’m sorry. This is only my second time checking a little girl for ticks. I thought that was the way you all did it. It’s what Debbie said she does.”
Lana looked at me in shock. “You took Debbie’s clothes all the way off. You saw her wee wee? I’m gonna tell.” I sighed. What the fuck have I gotten myself into. “It’s not like that. Debbie stripped them off insisting I check her closely.”
Lana looked at me still not believing. “Oh. If that’s true, then why was Debbie squealing and moaning like she does when she plays with herself at night? We could hear it all through the door.” I sighed again. “Debbie had a tick in her wee wee and I had to get it out for her. In trying to be gentle, I guess I must have excited her. I certainly didn’t mean to.”
The little girl looked at me some more like she was trying to decide what to do. She sat there on her elbows and I stood in front of her, looking at her exquisite body for what seemed like ages. Finally Lana shrugs her shoulders. She smiled weakly. “I’ll make a deal with you. I’ll keep quiet about what you did to Debbie, if you’ll show me what you did to her to get her to squeal like that. Fair enough?”
Now I know I am screwed. “No can do.” Lana sat up on my bed like I’d slapped her in the face. “What do you mean you can’t? I already know you did something with Debbie that den mothers don’t do. If you could do it to her, you can do it to me too.” I laughed at the pretty little girl. “Sorry, I can’t do it. You’ve still got your panties and bra on.”
I’ve never seen anyone come out of their under clothes so fast in my life. I caught her panties square in the nose as she threw them at me. Her bra fluttered gently to the floor. I stood there with my hand holding her panties against my nose where they had landed. There was no way I was going to let them down until I had a chance to breathe in her sweet smell. I inhaled deeply.
The entire front of the panties were wet. My God. I had to have another whiff. It was the nectar of the gods. I cast her panties to the side. My eyes slowly took in her exquisite form. Lana was prone on her belly with her legs slightly spread before me. I reached out tenderly spreading her skin across her back the same as I had done for Debbie.
It is every bit as exciting on this girl as it had been on the younger girl. As I took her body in my gaze, I couldn’t help noticing the see through white tube top stretching across her naked back. Her bare ass was still sporting see through white gym shorts. Yes, it’s a beautiful sight. I checked Lana over carefully, thoroughly checking her head to make sure she was tick free. I found one wandering around in her hair. I picked him out, but he hadn’t bit her yet.
I played with her smooth ass cheeks a little longer than I should have. I even wet my finger twirling it around her asshole. Lana merely cooed a little wiggling enough to allow me better access to her bum. I ignored the gesture rolling her over onto her back.
After checking her arms, legs and torso, I leaned over placing my lips on one of her sweet breasts. Lana purred like a kitten. I sucked and slobbered on first the one and then the other. I enjoyed their softness for a good while and slowly worked my way southward. Her skin was bliss to my tongue and lips.
Her belly button is an outie, but then you can’t have everything. It was still a lot of fun licking her there anyway. Her pussy has a beautiful full mound of dark brown hair guarding it’s opening. I twirled my tongue all around in it before settling my mouth into her delight. As I slid my tongue deep into her, it hit me. Her pussy is really ripe.
Not the rank ripe, like she hadn’t seen a wash rag in a week, but that ripe Cherry used to get when we were kids. We sometimes took long walks in the summertime. Cherry liked to hold my hand and would stare at my crotch as we walked. By the time we had walked several hours, her pussy would have that special twang to it that made her a real delight to suck on.
Anyway, this pussy had lots of flavor. I loved it. Lana wiggled her hips all around, squealing in delight. Soon her legs came up wrapping themselves around my neck, pulling my head in close. I gently pulled at her twat and gradually took her clit between my lips. As I did so, I felt a small hand enter the leg hole of my swim trunks grabbing my throbbing member.
“What do you think you are doing young lady?” Lana giggled. “I’ve never seen a dick before Larry. It feels good in my hand. Let me see it.” She didn’t wait for an answer. She fished my prick out the bottom of my pants quickly scooting her head to the side of the bed pulling my rod over to the edge.
Her moist lips wrapped around the head. To my surprise, she didn’t suck it. She just laid there holding it in her mouth. It was awesome. I never knew it could feel so fucking good having someone just hold it in their mouth like that.
Lana started breathing hard. Her hips began gyrating and bucking against my face. Her pussy erupted into a violent orgasm. She still hadn’t sucked on my dick. Just the head of my shaft was gently sitting between her lips. Suddenly my nuts began to explode. I squirted gob after gob of my ejaculate into Lana’s sweet mouth. She started gulping it down.
When our passion died down, I took one more lick across her juicy snatch and pulled my now limp peter from her lips. “Get your under clothes back on young lady. You are officially tick free. I was awed by the sight of Lana crawling out of the bed bending over picking up her clothes. I watched her dress. As she headed to the door, I called her back.
“Wait a minute Lana. Tell me how you girls really do this so I don’t make a fool out of myself in front of Barbara and Sandra.” Lana giggled at my dilemma. “You big Dummy.” Lana went to the night stand picking up the rules sheet. She read from the rules. “After all trips through the woods, take each girl into the supervisors room to protect their modesty. Have the girl remove her clothes and then carefully check her body for ticks. Especially in and around the vagina.”
“Just wait until they get in the room. If they don’t strip down pretty soon, tell them to start stripping them off. They know the rules and will comply. Then check them over real good when they lay on the bed. Oh, and I’d suggest you confine it to checking for ticks on those two. You’ll still have to touch them to check thoroughly, but don’t get carried away like you did with Debbie. I don’t know how they will take it.”
Lana skipped over to me kissing me full on the lips. “Thanks Larry.” With that, she scooted on out of the room. I could plainly hear, “Okay Barbara you’re up.”
When Barbara walked into the room, her blue under pants and bra were in stark contrast to Lana’s red ones. They were a lot more modest as well, but still showed a shit load of skin. Barbara’s skin was white except for the areas created by wearing a halter top with only moderately short shorts. Her jet black close cropped hair was shimmering in the light.
Her legs are plenty shapely and her tiny ass is a delight to behold, but with her flat chest, if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear she’s a boy. Her eyes are a beautiful green in color. Her face is thin, but gorgeous.
I decided caution is the best approach and took Lana’s advice. Barbara stood in the center of the room turning red as a beet. It is obvious she is embarrassed about the idea of disrobing in front of me. She looked down at the floor shuffling her feet. Her red nail polish made her feet look like they belonged on a model. They were perfectly manicured. The little toes looked just precious.
Curiously, she wasn’t wearing any polish on her fingers. Those ruby red lips looked moist and very inviting. Barbara turned her back to me. I watched in awe as her hands went to her back unfastening her bra. She slid it forward throwing it to the foot of the bed. Her tiny fingers slid into the waist band of her panties slipping them gently to her knees.
Barbara raised one foot at a time removing each from her panties tossing them on top of her bra. That perfectly white little butt of hers was staring me right in the face. It had the cutest crack separating her cheeks. I could see a little wisp of her pussy hanging from the back. Barbara quickly strode the three feet to the bed, flopping rapidly onto her belly. Her legs slammed together blocking my view of her personal areas.
No doubt now, I’ll need to treat her with kid gloves. She is definitely no Debbie or Lana. My dick is dribbling into my swimsuit again. Cherry was right. Even the ugliest one is gorgeous. I walked over to the bed placing my hands on the skin of her back. She flinched a little, but said nothing. I kneaded the soft skin along her back checking carefully that I didn’t miss anything.
I gently moved her arms away from her small torso, looking along her sides as I traipsed my fingers along her slim contours. I checked her feet and the backs of her legs. As my hands contacted that sweet smooth ass, I could feel her heartbeat pick up and her breathing became short and rapid. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize she was feeling everything I was doing to her. She was enjoying it. A lot more so than she wanted to let on.
When I separated her cheeks, she involuntarily giggled and turned a brighter red at the same time. I ran my finger gently along her crack as if feeling for ticks. When I reached her hole, I couldn’t resist dipping my finger in to the first knuckle. Barbara raised her shoulders up slightly in surprise, but said nothing. I only kept it in her for a few seconds.
I gently rolled her onto her back. Her tiny hands went straight to her chest to cover herself. Then realizing her twat was exposed, she threw her hands down there instead. The poor thing couldn’t make up her mind which needed covering the most. I helped her out. I casually reached down taking her hands up above her head placing them carefully next to the pillow.
“Just leave them there Honey. Otherwise they’ll be in the way. Relax. I‘ll have to see it all before we finish anyway. There‘s nothing to be embarrassed about. I won‘t make fun of you in any way. Okay?” Barbara’s only reaction was to get a darker shade of red. I didn’t think that could be possible. I didn’t find any ticks in her hair.
Her nipples are beautiful although there isn’t much to them. They are like two little splats on her chest. The girl has zero tits. Basically a boy’s chest, but it is still awesome looking. It’s hard to believe this little girl is older than Lana by six months. Barbara is watching me closely with those glaring green eyes, but has yet to make a sound.
Her belly button is an inny, but not deep like Debbie’s. My God, she has the perfect little pussy. It juts in yet pokes out at me at the same time. It looks like a two inch slit between her legs. There is no hair around it whatsoever. I separate her legs which she lets me do begrudgingly. My fingers pull her lips apart and I lean over to take a look.
Now I have a problem. I need to be careful how I handle this little girl as she is not going to appreciate the stimulation like the first two did. Trouble is Barbara has a tick embedded in her left thigh right next to her snatch and one buried deep inside of her twat as well. How in the fuck am I going to handle this. I decide the first step is to tell her about them and then explain what I’ll need to do to get them out. Then hope she doesn’t call the law.
I pulled my hands away from Barbara and stood back admiring her beauty. “Are you finished now? Can I get dressed?” I looked into her eyes. “Sorry. I found two ticks.” Little Barbara shot straight up out of the bed to her feet. She started screaming and running all around the room as if she had bugs crawling all over her.
I was trying to calm her down when the door opened. Sandra stood there looking on with concern as I held Barbara in my arms trying to calm her. “What’s wrong Barbara? Why are you screaming like that?” Barbara squealed in hysterics. “I’ve got two ticks biting me. I’m scared to death.” Sandra strode over taking Barbara by the hand. The poor little thing was still screaming bloody murder.
Sandra raised her voice. “Be quiet Barbara. If you’d just calm down, Larry can get them off of you.” Barbara continued to squeal. To my surprise, Sandra drew her hand back slapping the shit out of the poor girl. “I told you to shut the fuck up.” Barbara got quiet immediately. I was shocked at what Sandra did and said, but it sure as hell worked. I held Barbara closely. “It’s okay, Sweetheart, just lay on your back on the bed and I‘ll take care of the mean old ticks for you.”
Sandra watched Barbara stretch back out on the bed and left the room. “Barbara. For this to work, I‘m going to have to touch you a lot in areas you aren‘t used to having touched by a guy. All you have to do is keep your legs spread as wide as you can. I’ll try my best to be gentle so I don’t hurt you. It may feel a little strange, but it has to be done. Are you ready?”
Barbara grimaced. “Yeah. I guess so.” I placed my hands next to her little snatch where the first tick was nestled comfortably in her thigh. I tried to get my fingers on it, but the damn thing was lying flat against her skin. I stroked along Barbara’s leg in an attempt to get him sticking out to grab him. The little girl giggled and twisted around on the bed. “That tickles.”
I laughed a little. At least she was no longer freaking out on me. “It’s okay. Let it tickle. It’ll all be over soon enough.” I went back to work. Barbara continued to giggle and wiggle. I finally got the tick away from her leg managing to get a firm grip on him. I pulled him loose. I dropped him in the toilet, flushing him down. I didn’t want Barbara to see him. It might send her off again.
The bite looked mean, so I figured I’d better dab a little alcohol on it so it doesn’t get infected. In the meantime, staring at that precious hole between her legs was driving me nuts. I was imagining I was on the bed between her sweet smooth legs thrusting my rod in as deep as it would go. I flushed these thoughts from my mind. I told myself I would be professional about this. This is a sweet innocent little girl and needs to be treated as such.
As the alcohol settled in on her skin, Barbara sat up on the bed in a sitting position. “That hurts, Larry. It’s burning me.” My hand reached out guiding her back on the bed. I got down close and blew air across her leg. “That’s helping. It doesn’t hurt as much now.” I continued to blow on her thigh until her face seemed to clear of the pain. I really hadn’t given thought that alcohol would burn when putting it on the delicate skin of a young girl like this.
I turned my attention to the other tick. My fingers splayed her pussy lips apart. My God, it’s beautiful. I lowered my face close so I could see inside her channel. There he is. I reached in with my fingers. She is so tight, I can feel her hole stretching. Barbara said nothing. Her only reaction was to turn a bright red again. I fished around inside of her for ten minutes.
There were no indications that Barbara might be getting excited about what I was doing to her. The only noticeable change was the wetness coming from her delectable little snatch. Finally I got lucky getting a grip on the tick. I pulled him free and sent him on the same ride I sent his buddy on. I was preparing to swab the bite with alcohol and suddenly remembered where it is. That’s a nono. I am absolutely not going to apply alcohol to a tick bite inside a young girl’s vagina. I wouldn’t be able to catch her to cool it off.
I patted her gently on the forehead. “Okay, Sugar Britches. It’s all over. You are officially tick free. You can get dressed now.” Barbara jumped out of the bed sailing into my arms. She hugged me tightly as her slender legs wrapped around my waist.
Her darling pussy mashed against my hard dick through my trunks. I could feel her lips roll around the shaft. If she noticed it, she gave no indication she did. My hands went up instinctively to support her weight. Unfortunately I was basically just cupping her ass in my palms. The bad part is they feel so good. Barbara kissed me innocently on the cheek.
“Oh. Thank you so much, Larry for getting those awful things off of me.” She kissed me again and hopped down to the floor. I watched her slowly and carefully dress back into her underpants. She skipped happily out of the room. I did notice one thing. She seemed to be a lot more at ease being naked in front of me as she was no longer red.
Thank God. Only one more to go and I can cool off with a nice swim. I hear Barbara exclaim, "All right, Sandra. It’s your turn." I stood patiently waiting on my last charge. If I can survive this one, I am home free until tomorrow. Then we have to do it all over again. What have I gotten myself into. My dick is so hard, I think it might pop right through my suit. I am ready to come at any time now. It seemed like forever and she still hasn’t come through the door.
I could hear some whispering in the next room followed by a few wild giggles. Finally the door knob starts to turn. Sandra walked into the room sporting a green thong with a string in her crack attached to another string at her waist in the back and a small patch of green silky material in the front barely covering her ample puss.
Her bra is nearly nonexistent. Which I cannot say about her softball sized pear shaped tits. This girl is a living doll. At this point, I can’t see any tan lines whatsoever. Sandra waltzed into the middle of the room stripping her undies off quickly as if she were standing nude in front of one of her girlfriends. She wasn’t embarrassed in the least.
I am amazed. She is deeply tanned from her toes all the way to the top of her head. Her nipples are a dark brown as a lot of Asian’s tend to be. My eyes casually traveled between her magnificently shaped legs. This girl is definitely more mature than the other three. The black mound of hair around her hole is neatly trimmed and looks most inviting. It accents her dark colored pussy lips.
Her pussy isn’t big and sloppy looking by any means, but it ain’t the little slit with a finger sized hole like Barbara and Debbie either. The damn thing is sticking out at me and rolling in between the girl’s legs at the same time. If I can avoid the temptation to fuck this one, I’ll be okay. My dick is dribbling cum out of it already.
Sandra carefully lay across the bed on her belly. Her sumptuous ass is glaring right at me. I had to ask. “How come you aren’t embarrassed being naked in front of me like the other girls?” Sandra laughed. “My Dad takes me to the nudist camp three or four times a year. My Dad, Mom, younger brother, and myself strut around the house all the time in the nude. We always have. I consider it pretty much normal.”
“We have a backyard no one can see into, so my Dad made a deal with me that I can sun myself nude in the backyard as long as I go to the camp at least three times a year. I told him I wasn’t comfortable going when I had tan lines because everyone seemed to stare at them like I was wearing a see through bathing suit and thus could see me nude. I know that sounds crazy, but after I got tanned all over, most of them quit staring. I still don‘t like going, but if I stopped Dad would make me start wearing clothes around the house.”
“My brother and I carry on a mutual staring party when ever Mom and Dad aren’t around. That’s only because I like the way his thing looks. I think it’s really pretty. He likes admiring my wee wee. I get what I want. He gets what he wants and nobody gets hurt. I always wanted to touch it, but I am afraid he might freak on me if I do.”
I can see this girl comes straight out with her thoughts. I walk slowly toward the bed. I carefully and delicately move her skin around on her back closely inspecting every inch. Sandra looks back at me. “Hey, Larry. You don’t have to be so careful. Go ahead and put your hands on my skin. I won’t break.” I finished her back. When I started in on her legs and feet, I was really feeling her good.
Her skin is smooth, soft, and blemish free. As my fingers started kneading those sweet cheeks on her butt, I shot off into my trunks. A little spurted out of the material in the front onto the floor. Sandra is still staring back at me. I can only hope she didn’t notice. I tenderly stroked along her crack. I hadn’t planned on doing it, but I just couldn’t resist.
“Oh God, Larry. That feels good. Do it some more.” I wet my finger and stroked along her dainty crack as requested. I got brave wetting my finger twirling it around in her bum hole. Sandra’s legs drifted farther apart. I drilled deeper inside of her. Before I knew what was happening, My finger was in her to the hilt. My palm was resting on her cheek and my other flingers were caressing against her thigh as I pulled my finger in and out of this sweet child.
Suddenly Sandra pulls away from me sitting on the edge of the bed. “Time out.” Her little hands went into the cross pattern as if she had actually called for a time out during a game. I stood in shock. I didn’t know for sure if I had gone too far. “We need to discuss this a little before you finish checking for ticks.”
I watched her compose herself. “What is it we need to discuss young lady?” She looked me square in the eye. “What you were just doing to me, that’s what.” I started to try to explain. She anticipated as much and headed me off at the pass. “Please, Larry. Let me finish or I won’t be able to say it right. You know and I know that what you did is not right. They put adults in jail for doing that to kids. But that’s not what I am talking about.”
“The problem is I see my brother’s penis all the time. It looks really neat. Especially when he gets hard from looking at me. I often wonder what it would feel like to have it in my wee wee, but I can’t take the chance of getting pregnant. So I fantasize about him stuffing it up my rear instead. Still, I am afraid to ask him, so I don’t and he doesn’t get to. Well, what I am getting at is you had your finger in my hinny hole reaming me out pretty good and it felt absolutely fantastic.”
“What I am suggesting is you throw caution to the wind and slide your thing in me instead.” It is time for me to regain a little control of the situation. “I’ll tell you what I’ll do. We can make a deal. First I finish checking you for ticks. Then I get my thing out to let you look at it. If you still want me to put it in your butt, then you have to suck me off first. You have to swallow it all or no deal.” I didn’t really expect her to go for it. The idea was to sort of freak her out and she would forgo this lunacy.
The very idea of me fucking her in her young ass is ludicrous. I waited for her to back out. “Okay, deal, but do you think you can do it again so soon? You’ve already made a mess in your swim trunks.” My dick got hard right off the bat. Sandra took one look and sighs. “Oh, well that answers that.”
I rolled her over onto her back. Her head checked out clean. I couldn’t resist sucking those luscious pears on her chest. I figured that wouldn’t pose a problem for a young girl that practically demanded I ream her butt out. Sandra is breathing hard. I can feel her heartbeat through her breasts. I worked my way to her belly button. Another inny. What a day. Her snatch checked out clear of ticks as well, but I gave it a few licks before diving right in with my tongue.
Sandra wiggled all around the bed as I sucked on her delight. I took her clit between my lips sending sweet Sandra into convulsions. She was coming hard all in my mouth. As soon as she lay still, I pulled her to the edge of the bed as I slid my trunks to the floor. When my dick came in contact with her lips, she stopped me. “No. I don’t want to do it that way. Stand over there in the floor and let me get on my knees.”
Her lips slurped my dickhead deftly into her mouth. She placed her hands on my hips pulling me close to her head. She was quite the site on her knees with her head bobbing up and down on my shaft. The sensation as her lips tugged at the tip of my penis as she lavished her saliva down its length. Pushing her lips back down my girth. She pulled an expert suction. I had to wonder if she’s done this before. God, she is so good.
Sandra knew just the right amount of pressure to apply and exactly when. Her tongue flicks in the tip twirling all around my hole. I can feel myself go all the way to the back of her throat. I watch in awe as my peter disappears and reappears in and out of her sweet mouth. She is sucking like she’ll never get another dick in her life.
I can feel my nuts swelling. I am nearing an explosion. I can’t take it any longer. I erupt into her darling young mouth. Sandra starts swallowing hard. She is gulping my excitement down like it’s candy. When I finish, Sandra stays on her knees trying to slurp more out of my dwindling member. Finally, she licks through my pee hole one more time. She looks up into my eyes smiling. Sandra stands up heading for the bed. She plops down face first into the mattress.
I hear her exclaim, ”Okay. It’s payback time. Pay me what you owe me.” I flipped her onto her back. “No. I don’t want to do it that way. I want to kiss you while I do it.” Sandra said nothing. She raised her legs up as I climbed in the bed between them. I reached to the night table for the KY Jelly I figured I’d need to use to relieve myself from seeing all the skin these little darlings would inadvertently expose to me. I dabbed a wad against her hole and slid myself slowly into her rear.
I pulled slowly back out and threw another dab of jelly into her now not so tight hole. When I felt she was sufficiently loosened, I drew back so the tip just popped out of her ass and drove it right back in again. Each thrust elicited a squeal from sweet Sandra. She would alternate between a grunt and a squeal. “Yes, Larry. Throw it deeply in my rear. Rod me out. It feels fantastic. It’s everything I thought it would be.”
I obliged her by speeding up the rhythm. I was slamming my nuts against her cheeks as my pubes hit the backs of her thighs. “Aaaaahh. Ooooohh. Shit. My fucking God. You’re tearing my butt up.” I know the other girls have got to be hearing all this. I mean, Sandra is only screaming at the top of her lungs. I lean forward locking my lips against hers as I keep up the slamming motion. Oh. Yes. The girl can kiss too.
Her tongue darts out into my mouth quickly finding my own. She sucks hard. I am in heaven. Soon we are swapping spit. I can’t hold out any longer. My balls explode squirting stream after stream of my excitement deep into the young thing’s bowel. She shoves my head back just enough to clear her lips. “Larry. It’s awesome. I feel your hot juices rumbling all around my insides.” As quickly as she said it, I hear, “Holy fuck. Get out of my way. I’ve got to use the bathroom right now.” Sandra scurried out from under me heading for the toilet.
I could hear her squirting me out. Shortly she returned grinning from ear to ear. She reached up hugging me tightly. “Thank you Larry.” Her magnificent tongue slipped into my mouth again as she kissed me hard. I thought she was going to suffocate me. It ended up being a ten minute kiss. “Okay Sandra. Put your underclothes back on and tell the girls to get ready for their swim.
Sandra scurried out of the room. I sat on the edge of the bed wondering how I was going to survive this trip.
I hear a tap at the door. “Larry. Aren’t we going for a swim?” It was Debbie’s voice. I quickly cleaned up slipping on a fresh pair of swim trunks. I surely couldn’t go anywhere in these. I opened the door to a fantastic sight. It almost took my breath away. All four of the little darlings had on tiny yellow bikinis. They were identical except each was the right size for their owners. Of course the bikinis exposed different sets of skin depending on which girl you were looking at.
There was Debbie with her little nipples, Barbara with her flat chest, Lana with her baseballs, and of course Sandra with her, oh well you know what I mean. “How come you girls are all dressed alike?” Lana piped up, “We went shopping together one day. When we saw this suit, we all had to have one. Sandra suggested we all wear it to thank you for keeping us safe from those ticks.” Lana giggled a little and we headed for the lake.
The girls were having a blast. I couldn’t help noticing Barbara seemed to have a problem. I couldn’t ask her about it because we were in public. The problem was she kept tugging at her suit bottom and shuffling her legs almost like she had something roaming around in there. I watched each of the girls show off for me on the diving board.
Trust me all four of those little asses sticking out at me were driving me nuts. We swam for hours. The girls came up to hug me from time to time. Each thanking me for taking my time to carry them to this camp. The girls finally got water logged and wanted to go back to camp to fix dinner. I told them all to dress in their camp clothes. I heard a cacophony of voices saying, “Aw, come on Larry. It’s a nice day. Let us wear our bikinis until after supper.”
I relented. Supper was delicious. The steaks and baked potatoes were exquisite. So were all the cute legs and puffy little pussies poking at those yellow bikinis. I was going ape shit looking at them. Barbara was still tugging at herself. I decided if she was really having a problem that the best thing for me to do as a guy was wait for her to come to me rather than embarrass her by bringing up something she didn’t want to discuss with me.
Finally the time came to turn in. I lay in the bed listening to all the whispers and giggles in the next room. Whatever they were talking about, they obviously didn’t want me to know what it was. Finally it got quiet and I dozed off thinking about all the beautiful young pussy I had seen today.
I woke up with the impression that I wasn’t alone. I reached over to the night table turning on a lamp. Barbara was standing next to the bed. “What do you want?” Barbara put her finger to her mouth. “Shhhhh. Please whisper. I don’t want the other girls to hear.” I lowered my voice. “Okay Sweetie. What’s the problem?” Barbara was still shuffling her feet and tugging at her suit.
“My wee wee itches something awful. I think it’s where that awful tick bit me. Isn’t there something you can put on it to relieve the itch?“ Damn. She looks so forlorn. Obviously it’s driving her nuts. She certainly wouldn’t have come in here to me if wasn’t bothering her a lot. I thought about what I could use. I have some Calamine lotion, but that’s for external use. I certainly can’t put that in her pussy.
Finally I decided to try the KY Jelly to see if maybe that might cool her down enough to give her some relief. I would use a little psychology on her as well by letting her think this is some fantastic itch relieving medicine. That might give her a little more relief if she believes it will work.
I have some special itch medication that will relieve it for you. Problem is it has to be applied right on the itch. You won’t be able to see in there to put it on right. I’d better wake one of the girls to put it on for you.” Barbara shook her head violently. “No way. All three of them have already been trying to talk me into letting them play with my wee wee for the last year. That would be like giving in.”
This was a bad situation. I was supposed to report this type of stuff when the girls were molesting one another or at least trying to. Under the present circumstances, the best thing to do is let it go. “All right. That leaves just me. Do you want me to put it on for you?” Barbara stammered a little before answering.
“Well. Actually, no I don’t want you putting it on. That would embarrass me to death, but it itches something awful. I guess I don’t have any choice.” I tried to look serious. Yeah, I felt for her, but it was still funny as hell. “Strip your clothes off and lay on the bed on your back with your legs spread so I can get to you.” Barbara had a funny look on her face. “Larry, why do I need to take my bra off to put medicine on my wee wee?”
Of course, I just wanted to admire her cute little nipples and all that smooth skin on her chest, but she doesn’t need to know that. I thought fast. “We wouldn’t want to accidentally get any of the medicine on your bra would we?” Evidently Barbara saw the logic in that as she disrobed and lay on the bed as I asked her to.
I got her to close her eyes telling her that would help relax her and take some of the embarrassment out of it. She complied. I squeezed a length of jelly onto my finger. My other fingers spread her hot little box open so I could see the raw area that was giving her the problem. I reached in spreading the KY across the problem. Barbara cooed. “That’s really cool. It’s almost cold. It helped some, but I still itch.”
I placed one hand on her slim waist to steady her. My other hand raised her knees and separated her legs a little more. “Okay. I’ll put some more on, but I’ll need to rub it in some and probably put on several applications the same way. You’ll have to sit still so I don’t hurt you. Okay?” Barbara spread her legs farther apart so I had better access to her. “Sure, Larry. Do whatever you need to, to make it quit itching.”
My finger found itself sliding deep into her snatch again. Barbara piped in. “Hold on a minute Larry. Debbie told me you spit on hers and it didn’t itch. Can you spit on mine?’ I patted her on the head. “I could spit on it, but due to where it is, I’ll have to put my mouth on you to get my spit all the way in there. It might even feel like I am licking you down there. Do you think you can put up with the feeling?”
The little angel looked at me trustingly. “I don’t care what you have to do. I don’t even care if you have to suck it. Make it quit itching.” She closed her eyes again. I lowered my head tasting her delight. This is one tasty pussy. I licked and nudged all around her lips. I salivated all in her depths. I sucked hard on her. I gently rolled my tongue deeply into her.
My lips found her clit. I rolled it back and forth with my tongue. Barbara is breathing in a raspy tone. Her heart beat is resounding through her pussy walls. Whether she knows it or not, this little girl is getting excited from me eating her hot little box. She is very near an orgasm. I shoved my finger in along with my tongue. That sent the little doll over the edge. She is rocking with a terrific orgasm. Her little pussy is bucking all up into my mouth.
When she was able to relax, she opened her eyes as I pulled my mouth from her tasty delight. “That’s some pretty strong stuff you put in there. It made my wee wee explode. I’ve never felt anything like it before. But it still itches.” I sat back like I was deep in thought. Finally I sighed. “There is one more thing I can try tonight. If that doesn’t work, we’ll just have to wait and let you see a doctor in the morning. I’m probably just not getting in deep enough with my finger. I have a probe I can use to get deeper, but it’s a part of me.”
Barbara shrugged her little shoulders. “It itches so bad, I’m getting desperate for a little relief. What part are you going to use?” I took my underpants off and climbed in the bed between her sweet legs. “It’s my wee wee. A wee wee for a wee wee. How about that?” I thrust my rod into her awaiting portal. I didn’t have to use any foreplay because she’s already full of KY jelly and I just finished bringing her to orgasm with my mouth. It only took a few thrusts in and out for her legs to come up wrapping themselves around my waist.
Her pussy is so warm, wet, and tight. I won’t last long. I’ve been daydreaming about fucking the dog shit out of this young thing all day. She’s so tight I can hear the suction as I go in and out. Each time brings a little grunt from Barbara. She is moaning in time to the rhythm. I start filling her snatch with my fluids. She has another orgasm shortly afterward. I pull out of her raising her knees up to her chest. “Here. Lock your arms in behind your knees to allow the medicine to stay in there long enough to work.
Barbara lay where she was for twenty minutes. When she let her legs down, I could see my ejaculate running out of her vagina. She rolled out of the bed putting her underclothes on right over the dribbles. She looked at me with a shit eating grin, then came running up into my arms. I cupped her cheeks in my hand. Barbara gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek. “Thank you Larry. My wee wee doesn’t itch anymore. Will you give me another treatment tomorrow night if it starts itching again?”
I leaned forward kissing her sweetly on the lips. “I surely will Sweet Heart. Anything for you. Now get on to bed.” I sat her feet on the floor and swatted her on the back of her ass sending her on her way. I could feel my wetness on the bottom of her panties. I lay back down and slept the sleep of kings. I was in heaven. I couldn’t wait for tomorrow.