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by Leslie Schmidt
"You be sure to behave yourself and do what Mr. Pace says," Pat said through the window as Bill started the car.
"Yes Grandma," Sadie said, her expression inferred a roll of the eyes.
"You've got everything?"
"I'm sure we do," Bill said to the right with a smile. "Don't worry Pat, we're going to have a great time."
Pat leaned her face through the window and Sadie gave her a friendly kiss. "Bye bye Grammy," Sadie said, then reached up and hugged her head.
"I'm going to miss you deary," Pat said, hugging her granddaughter. "I've had so much fun this summer with you."
"I've had a great time too Grandma," Sadie said with a note of sadness.
Pat looked at Bill, "Are you sure you don't need any money?"
"No ma'am," Bill responded, raising his hand. "The car won't burn any more gas and she don't eat much."
She looked at Sadie, "You have the fifty dollars I gave you?"
"Yes, thank you!" Sadie said, patting her clutch purse.
Bill put the Tahoe in gear.
"Bye bye honey," Pat said, standing back.
They waved as Bill backed out of the driveway, then started down the street.
"Hopefully we won't get in too much traffic, I'd like to get to Davenport tonight," he said.
"How far's that?" Sadie asked.
"About 150 miles. Maybe we can be there by eight. I've made reservations at a Day's Inn."
Sadie played a game on her phone as Bill negotiated traffic on I-80.
"If you're hungry we can stop and get something," he said as they were able to speed up more while leaving the city.
"No, I'm stuffed," Sadie replied.
Pat had insisted on feeding them a big dinner before they got on the road. Bill had gotten home from work at four. Friday night traffic was mostly going in to the city.
"Well, if you have to stop, just ask," he said, "I don't get mad about it. We've got plenty of time."
"Daddy always got mad if someone needed to stop," Sadie said.
Bill didn't reply.
An hour later and they were passing endless rows of corn at seventy miles an hour. Sadie had tuned the radio to a hip-hop station out of Chicago but it had faded away and Bill had replaced it with a similar collection over Sirus. They'd made a pit stop at a Love's truck stop and were well fortified with soda and a six of beer for after arriving at the motel.
Sadie had spent the summer with her grandmother, a good deal for the nine-year-old; better than day summer camps or waiting in an empty apartment for her mother to get home. There had been plans for two weeks with her father in Texas but that fell through-as did his pledge to pay her air fair home in August. Lucky for all involved, Bill was scheduled to do a tour of his company's sites in California and Oregon. He had planned to extend the trip with vacation-this worked out really well for all.
There was still a little twilight in the west as they unloaded two suitcases from the SUV and carried them up to the second floor and along the balcony to room 245. The room was warm and smelled musty because the AC had been turned off most of the day. Sadie bounced onto the nearest bed while Bill put a six-pack in the small fridge.
"Can I watch TV?" Sadie asked, holding up the remote.
"Sure," Bill replied as he opened the first long neck. "Do you want any?" He held up the beer.
Sadie's eyes got big. "I'm not supposed to drink," she said.
Bill laughed. "OK, do you want me to get you a coke or something?"
"OK."
Bill found the vending machines, then returned with a can each of Coke and Dr. Pepper.
They sat on separate beds and watched "Deadliest Catch" while Sadie finished off the DP and Bill downed two brews.
"Honey," he said as the second episode finished up, "we should get ready for bed-I want to get an early start."
"OK," Sadie said, sliding off the bed. "Can I take a bath?"
"Sure, you go first," Bill said.
He pissed, then listened as the nine-year-old filled the bathtub and sloshed around for a few minutes. He was watching "Extremes" on The Weather Channel when Sadie came out, wrapped in a towel. She pulled a pair of panties out of her case and, turning toward the wall, worked them on under the towel. Then she pulled out a short cotton nightgown and, again with her back turned, dropped the towel and pulled it over her head.
Bill watched her, admiring her bare back and skinny legs. His cock swelled in his pants.
Over the summer he'd gotten to know her some. He usually had dinner over at Pat's a couple of times a month-usually as a thank you for doing some little repair around her house. Sometimes it was a dripping faucet or a sticky door. Once he had patched a leak around the chimney while she waited for the insurance to get the roof repaired.
Sadie struck him as a pretty independent little girl. She'd spent more than a few hours at his house and he discovered she was a killer opponent in first-person shooter video games. She had made a couple friends around the neighborhood and Bill had enjoyed watching the comings and goings of the little pre-teens across the street. Once he'd gotten Sadie and two of her friends to come over and they'd shot some pool in his basement.
Another time, when he was upstairs in Pat's house replacing the flapper in a toilet, Sadie and another girl had been laying out in the sun in the back yard. Sadie was wearing an electric green two piece while her rather chunky friend was in a pink one piece. He took some pictures from Pat's bedroom window. Later he blew them up, wishing he'd had a better camera on his phone.
Sadie was a few inches over four feet and probably didn't break 70 pounds-kind of skinny. When she arrived, her straight dark hair reached her shoulder blades but it had quickly turned a maroon-pinkish color. Now, between the dark roots and the dye's washing out, only the ends were reddish-purple. Also, her grandmother had let her cut it and it had gone from two lines meeting in the middle of her forehead to parted on the side, then the sides hang down to her chin and the rest was cut in a straight line back from there, rising only slightly to show her ear lobes and the nap of her neck. The new cut really emphasized her large eyes, straight, sharp nose and small mouth. She now had a no-nonsense face to go with a take-it-or-leave-it attitude. Secretly, she wanted to be like Ayra Stark.
The result was a nine going on fourteen personality with a face to match, but still, a sexy nine-year-old below the ears.
Normally, Bill showered in the morning but he wasn't going to let the opportunity to seduce a cute nine-year-old pass. Sadie looked up and then averted her eyes when he came out of the bathroom naked. He smiled to himself as he watched her blush. He pulled on a pair of boxers, then went and brushed his teeth. Five minutes later the lights were out and they were going to sleep-in separate beds.
In the morning, Sadie dressed in the bathroom, coming out in black Lycra shorts and a matching black spaghetti string top. Bill, of course, thought the outfit was as sexy as hell (especially when matched with her electric purple running shoes) but he didn't say anything. Then, after she had finished eating her breakfast at IHOP, she disappeared into the Ladies Room. When she came back she had mascara, purple eye shadow and lavender lips.
"You put on make-up," he commented.
"Don't make me take it off," she said with a bit of fear in her voice, fear that he didn't like it.
"No, I think it's great, just a bit early in the day. You'll have to redo it after lunch."
They were making their way across Davenport by 7:30. As the suburbs again gave way to corn there was a talk show on the radio discussing gay marriage. At 8:00 it ended Bill changed the satellite to a pop station.
"How do they do it?" Sadie asked as she sat with her phone.
"Do what?" Bill responded; really know knowing what she was talking about.
"Gay people, how do they have sex?"
Bill smiled-what an awesome break. "Well," he paused, taking on a serious adult persona, "I guess you could call it mutual masturbation."
"Huh?" Now Sadie was looking at him with a quizzical expression.
"Masturbation," Bill said looking down at the child with a reassuring expression (and firming cock). "You know, when you rub yourself, give yourself pleasure," he sort of pointed into her lap.
Sadie continued to look mystified. "What do you mean?"
Now Bill paused and changed his tone and expression. "Honey, haven't you ever...like...when you're...well...rubbed yourself between your legs?"
Sadie slowly shook her head as if the idea had never occurred to her. "Noooo?"
"Well, maybe you're a bit young still...you'll discover it as you get older."
"I hate it when people say that!"
"Say what?"
"Wait until you're older," she said in a sarcastic tone.
"Well," Bill said with a laugh, "you're never too young to masturbate."
"What do you mean?" she asked, now with an annoyed expression.
"Rub yourself, down there," (he pointed). "It's like having sex-making love-but with yourself...it feels good and...it's not as good as having sex with someone else but...it's...fun and..."
Sadie put her hand in her lap and moved her finger along the seam of her shorts a couple of times, then stopped.
"There, you see," Bill said.
Sadie moved her hand again. "I guess so," she shrugged.
"Well, you have to do it a lot longer than that," Bill said with a laugh.
"Is that how gay people have sex?"
"Well, yeah but, I'm sure a lot. Straight people do that too, usually before they go all the way." He paused. "Also, there's oral too."
"Huh?"
"Oral sex. Where someone, it can be a guy or a girl, licks you down there, or when you suck and lick a guy's penis."
"That's gross."
"Don't knock it 'til you've tried it."
"Do guys masturbate too?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, all guys do-when they don't have a girl friend...or a boy friend if they're gay."
"Do you?"
Bill pantomimed stroking himself. "As I say," he said with a smile, "when I don't have a girl friend."
Sadie looked out the window and didn't say anything. Bill was tempted to ask her if she wanted to be his girlfriend but knew that'd be pushing it.
A couple of minutes later she looked up at him. "Bill, can I ask you something?"
"Sure dear."
"Well, I once saw a boys penis but, it was...well, I've seen babies when mommy was changing diapers but..." She looked away, embarrassed.
"Go on honey," Bill said in a reassuring tone.
"Grandma Pat would get mad."
"Well, I'm not Pat," Bill responded.
"I was over at Carly's house, you know, my friend this summer, we were in her room playing with her cousin, George."
"Uh huh," Bill said.
"Well, George said he wanted us to pull down our pants but I said only if he did first."
"Did he?"
"Well," Sadie went on, "finally Carly said she'd do it, then he'd do it, then I'd do it."
Bill was having trouble concentrating on his driving.
"So, did she?"
"Yeah, she showed him, then he pulled his pants down, then I did mine."
"OK, what's wrong with that?"
"Well...his penis was sticking out...not like yours."
Bill laughed. "Yeah, he had a hard on. Guys get like that when they're doing sexy things. How else could a guy put it inside you?"
"Ohhh..." Sadie's voice trailed off. She hadn't thought about that before.
A few minutes later she said, "You have more hair around yours than George."
"Oh, how old is he?"
"I don't know," Sadie replied, "maybe fourteen."
"Well, guys get hair about that age, same as girls."
"Yeah, mommy shaves hers but grandma doesn't."
"Well, I suppose that's up to them," Bill replied.
Sadie again looked out the window for a moment, then turned back. "Do you like it if women shave?"
Bill had to smile. "Definitely," he replied. "I think girls are much better looking shaved-also it's a lot nicer to go down on them."
"What's 'go down'?"
"Oral sex. A girl with no hair is much nicer to have oral sex with."
Sadie's eyes got larger when she realized the implication of what Bill was saying. Again she looked away, not sure whether she should be embarrassed or what.
"Do you like,...oral sex?"
Bill paused for a moment, being careful how he answered. "I love going down on girls," he said. "It's like...what's really great is making someone else feel good. I always make a girl have three of four orgasms before I do. The best part is making someone else happy. If you're only interested in getting yourself off, you might as well masturbate."
Again he paused. "But...it's a two way street. The girl should want to do the same."
"You mean lick and suck you."
"Of course."
She looked down at his crotch where his cock was swelling under his jeans.
"Does your...sperm...come out?"
"That's when a guy has an orgasm, and, yea, it's really great to cum like that."
"But, I thought you did it in here." She put her hands in her lap and pressed down.
"If you go all the way, yes, of course," Bill replied. "But, with oral sex you can't get pregnant." He paused. "Of course a girl, someone who's never had her period, can't get pregnant either."
"Mommy has a patch she wears on her hip. She says that way she and Mark, that's her boyfriend, won't be surprised."
"Don't you want a little brother or sister?"
"Well, that'd be cool but, I don't really like Mark much. He treats me...he treats me like a little girl."
"What about me?" Bill asked.
"Oh no! You...you're not like that. You're...sort of...like a friend."
"I'm glad you feel that way honey," Bill looked at her. "I really like you and..." he broke off, "that was a really nice thing to say, thank you."
Sadie turned away, feeling both embarrassed and happy.
They drove on for a while. It was quiet in the SUV with the A/C on low and the radio turned off. Sadie watched the farms go by as Bill's cock returned to normal and a dull ache developed behind his balls.
It must have been 15 minutes before Sadie talked again.
"What's it like?"
"You mean, having sex?"
"Well,...I mean...having a..." her voice trailed off as she started blushing.
"You mean cumming?" Bill asked. "Well, honey, you can do that yourself."
"I've never done that."
"Go ahead honey," Bill said. "You can't hurt yourself or anything."
Sadie looked away and sighed, sounding a little exasperated.
Bill reached to the seat controls that were located on the center console. He pushed the 'Recline' button and Sadie's seat started to lay back.
Sadie grabbed her arm rest and looked up with shock.
"Just lay back and relax honey. It's perfectly normal and good."
Sadie slowly sank back, looking up at Bill with big eyes.
"Just close your eyes and think about how it feels."
Sadie took a deep breath, then put her hand in her crotch. "You really want me to do this, don't you?"
"Yes," Bill said looking at her. "I think you'll like it and, besides, it's sexy as hell."
She sat up slightly and looked around. "Won't people see?"
"We're pretty high up and the windows are tinted, no one will see but me."
"You want to watch..."
"Yeah, I do," Bill replied, his voice a little strained.
Sadie flopped back and took another deep breath, then blew it out. She looked to her right, at the door and moved her left hand down into her crotch.
Bill had definitely noticed the camel toe made by her tight Lycra shorts when she lay back. The lines from her panties were clearly visible, as was a slight color change when the sun shined directly on them.
She started moving her finger along the seam. After a few seconds she pushed harder, now opening the slit of the black camel toe.
They drove along for several minutes, Sadie rubbing her slit through her tight shorts and Bill desperately wanting to rub his uncomfortably hard cock through his Levi's. A couple of times Sadie shivered and moved her legs from side to side but she wasn't getting off, just making herself frustrated. Finally she stopped and looked over at Bill.
"Feel good?" he asked.
"Yeah, I guess so," was the reply.
"I'm sure it'd be better if you put your hand inside your shorts.
Looking at him, Sadie lifted the waist band of her shorts with one hand while she ran the other down inside. The shape of her hand bulged out the Lycra and Bill could see that she had her middle finger in her slit but this only lasted a few seconds before she stopped.
"Too tight," she said, pulling her hand out.
"Well, push your shorts down," Bill said.
"Oh, I'll bet you'd love that!" Sadie replied with a laugh.
"You bet honey."
Again Sadie pushed herself up and looked around, then she flopped back down and blew out her breath.
"I'll have to take off my seat belt."
"I'll be careful driving."
The seat belt warning light came on when the latch clicked. The retractor made a low whirr as the belt was pulled in. Then Sadie lifted up her hips and pushed her shorts down. Her blue panties started to move with them but she stopped and pulled them up, then pushed her shorts down around her knees.
Bill was a bit disappointed at this until Sadie realized that the clothes were still too confining and pushed her panties down, then both down to her ankles. She sat up and worked them over one of her shoes before laying back.
Regardless of her not having her seat belt on, Bill had real trouble watching the road and not staring at the clean nine-year-old pussy. Being skinny, Sadie had a good size pelvic mound with a long, deep slit and thick lips. She put her hand in her crotch and moved her finger along her slit, opening it. Then she started, with one finger, sort of scratching in the crevice. She spread her legs further; holding the inside of her thigh with the other hand.
Now her eyes were closed and a couple of shivers went through the fourth grader. She did this for about a minute before she pressed two fingers into her slit and lifted her knees and spread her legs much wider apart. Now she started moving her fingers from side to side as she turned her knees out and lifted the right one up and propped it on the arm rest on the door.
She was starting to breathe more deeply, the air was whooshing in her nose because she had her mouth pressed tightly closed. She started rocking her hips, humping against her hand and, as she built, then ebbed, she started breathing even deeper. She had her head turned, facing the door as her whole body started to rock with her hand. Then she blew out through her mouth, making a puffing sound that was followed by three low grunts as she rocked her hips and kicked some with her legs.
Bill was amazed that he'd actually talked a girl this age into masturbating in front of him. He'd watched a couple of girlfriends (in their twenties) jerk off and he'd brought two babies and one toddler (five) off by going down on them-this was the first grade schooler girl he'd ever gotten to do anything remotely sexual with. He'd definitely be licking that lovely little cunt later.
Sadie was now sunk back in her seat, catching her breath. Her thighs were a little shiny with sweat and she'd let her hand fall away to her side. She took a deep breath and sat up, slowly shaking her head.
"See, that's an orgasm," Bill said.
"Mmmm, I think it was two or three," Sadie said in a thick voice. She sat up and started pulling her pants back on, then she brought the seat back up and fastened her seat belt. She looked down at the bulge in Bill's pants. "So, are you going to do it now?"
The NAV system showed County Road X-16 coming up in less than a mile so Bill took a closer look at the map. Three minutes later the Tahoe was on the side of a lonely country road with trees to the left and corn to the right.
He hadn't said a word, just pulled off the freeway and found the parking spot. The truck seemed strangely quiet now with only the low vibration of the engine idling and the whisper of air in the A/C ducts.
Sadie giggled when Bill reclined his seat back, then undid his pants and pushed them down just below his ass. The tension of the situation had caused his half hard cock to deflate some, but Sadie didn't know that. Bill wrapped his right hand around his tool and started stroking. He closed his eyes and made a low grunt as his cock expanded to its full seven inches.
Sadie climbed up on her knees and turned sideways, watching him. As he started to hump to meet his fist she giggled.
"You really like that," she said.
"Oh yeah," Bill said.
"How's it get all hard like that?"
"It fills up with blood."
"And the sperms come from there?" she pointed at his balls.
"Uh huh," Bill groaned.
Without thinking she reached out and touched his hand. "Can I?"
"Oh yeah, that'd be awesome," Bill said, taking her hands and wrapping them around his cock.
"Oooo, it's really warm," she said.
"Cup your hands around it like this," Bill moved her hands so they made a soft tube, "and move them up and down..."
Sadie was kind of amused as she watched Bill's dick head appear and disappear between her thumbs.
"It's like Wack-a-Mole!" she giggled.
"Oh that feels great-speed up-oh, more to the top..." Bill was really building, absolutely beyond reason turned on by getting a hand job from a preteen. His nuts felt like they were getting ready to explode.
"Oh fuck babe...I'm about to...Oho..."
Sadie felt his cock surge as Bill humped up, lifting his ass off the seat. Then she felt the wet gooeyness as his sperm flooded into her hands. When he pushed up, through her thumbs, she saw the pumping of white goo out of his piss hole that then ran down over her hands.
"Uh...UH...uh..." Bill grunted as he shook and expelled the last of an enormous load of sperm into the little girl's hands, then he relaxed back into his seat.
"Are you done?" she asked, still holding his pulsating cock.
"Oh yeah, that was great dear," Bill growled, still with his eyes closed.
She let go and looked at her slimed up hands.
"That's really messy," she said.
Bill looked up. Cum was dripping off her hands onto the leather upholstery of the central console.
"Mmm." Bill sat up, "here." He opened a compartment and took out a bunch of napkins.
As he pulled his pants back up and redid his fly and belt, Sadie used three of the napkins to wipe his sperm off her hands and wrists. One drop had run all the way down to her elbow and then fallen onto her thigh.
"There's a lot," she said as she finished cleaning up. "Do you really do that in someone's mouth?"
"Sure honey," Bill replied as he checked the mirror. "You just drink it up as it comes out." He pulled across the road, making a U-turn.
"That's kind of gross," she said as she buckled her seat belt.
"Well, as I said hun. Don't knock it 'til you've tried it."
Then he totally shocked her when, after stopping at a stop sign, he reached over and took her chin, then pulled her to him and kissed her.
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