Neighborhood Pervert--Clair (Page 2)

by Leslie Schmidt

“Oh you aren’t, huh?” I laughed as I ran my finger along her crack. Her pussy was warm and moist—not quite slippery. As I started moving my finger along inside the crevice she closed her eyes.

“Mmmm…no…” she moaned. “Would you lick me?”

I chuckled as I climbed up onto my hands and knees. Claire lifted up on her elbows and lifted her knees, spreading her thighs more as I moved down between her legs. She looked down at me, between her knees, and grinned.

“Ohh…ho…I like this…” she giggled when I lowered my mouth onto her pussy.

I pushed my tongue between her fleshy lips and felt a slickness deep in her slit. I had pushed the tip into the opening of her child vagina, then I moved it up to her clit. She reached down and, with both her hands, she spread her lips while she also lifted her legs and pulled her thighs up, her knees almost touching her shoulders. She was spreading her pussy as far as it could.

The flesh inside her pussy lips was just a few shades pinker than the surrounding skin. Her thin inside vaginal lips were pulled apart and I could see into her cunt where her cherry almost completely closed off her vagina except for a small hole in the middle. Above this, her clit was just a thin ridge down the valley made by her large outer lips, it ended with a sharp point. Her bung hole was a pink * below.

I dove in, vigorously running my tongue up and down her slit, occasionally digging at her vagina, pushing in to her hymen. As I ate, Claire’s eyes first lost focus, then she sank back, her body starting to undulate with my strokes. Her hands moved up from her pussy to my cheeks and I pulled my arms up under me, spreading her with my thumbs.

As she rocked, her breath started to align with her movements. Sometimes I’d turn my head, allowing me to push my tongue even deeper inside her, then I’d make long licks along her snatch, then just circle her clit with the tip.

Her breaths turned into moans and she put her hands on the top of my head, directing my movements with hers. She started to hump harder into my face, groaning now, her feet were on the back of my arms, pushing down.

I felt her shiver and groan and she held my head as she pushed her pussy into my face. She shuddered again, then pushed harder, then relaxed.

I lifted my head to look at her and she shoved my face back down. “No, no, no,…keep going,” she said in a quick voice. Again she pushed her hairless cunt into my mouth.

I went back at her with abandon, sucking and licking and slurping her preteen sex. Shaking my head from side to side, then sucking her clit, then tonguing her vagina.

“Oh Fuck!” she groaned. Then her entire body writhed. She slammed her heels down into my back as she rammed her crotch up and pushed my face down, snapping my head back. Even this little seven year old was strong enough in her core to make pain winch across my shoulders as she twisted my neck back and bruised my ribs with her heels.

She shook and trembled, holding her breath, then blowing it out with ‘Uh…uh…uh…” as she pushed against me.

Finally, and painfully, she slowly came down, relaxing just a little at first, but then simply melting down, panting hard.

I lifted my head, then kissed each of her soft pussy lips, then the dimple at their meeting. I shrugged her legs off my shoulders and sat up, kneeling on my heels, and surveyed her flushed, sweaty, wasted little body. I was amazed to see her tiny nipples pulled up into cones.

My cock was rock hard, bouncing with my pulse as a drop of precum stretched out to fell onto my thigh. I lifted up and started stroking, thinking I’d shoot my jez on her belly, maybe push the head at the opening of her vagina and fill her with sperm.

Claire opened her eyes, then broke into a big grin. I had to shuffle back as she sat up.

“Well,” she said in fake exasperation, “I guess you want me to suck on you now!”

“That’d be nice.”

She sat up, then reached out and wrapped her hand around my cock. “Well, OK, if I have to.”

Claire leaned forward and dropped her face to my dick. My breath hissed out when I felt her little mouth on my head. I lifted up, straightening so now she wasn’t bent over double. She bobbed on my cock, holding it with both hands.

“Oh, honey, that’s great,” I moaned as I brushed her hair back. She pulled back, a string of pre-cum stretched out from my dick to her upper lip. She looked up and smiled…the string broke.

“I wonder if you’ll taste different from Daddy,” she said.

I laughed and ran my hand down her cheek. “I don’t know dear, but I’d love for you to tell me.”

As she went back to bobbing up and down my dick, I let myself sink back, then slid to the side and ended laying on my back. Claire climbed over my leg so she was kneeling between my thighs as she sucked me.

I reached down and, again, brushed her hair back. She looked up at me, her eyes smiling. She lifted off and looked at my cock, then she tapped it against her cheek. “You’re bigger than Daddy,” she said.

Again I laughed. “Not too big, I hope,” I said.

She took my dickhead in her mouth, a thoughtful expression on her face—I felt her tongue push at my pisshole. Again she pulled it out, looking at it.

“No,” she said, “I think it’s fine.”

“Well,” I laughed, “I’m glad you think my cock’s fine.”

She went back to sucking my dick—but now she started to really get into it. She slid one of her legs over mine, so she was now straddling my leg and, as she sucked, she started to hump my leg. I started to laugh, thinking of an especially amorous dachshund I had as a kid, but she distracted me by licking the side of my shaft, then sucking on my right nut as she jacked me.

We both quieted down then, the only sound was the slurping of a seven year old sucking a thirty-three year old cock.

Her daddy, in spite of his modest cock, had taught her well. She massaged my balls, sometimes scratching them, as she sucked. Sometimes she’d lick my shaft, then run her tongue around the head before pushing it deep into her mouth. She didn’t deep throat, but she certainly pushed me all the way back, taking my head and, maybe two or three inches as she smiled up at me.

At the same time, she was humping my leg, and her breath was beginning to grow deeper while her cock sucking got more intense. Obviously, she could tell I was building as she rose up and concentrated more, sucking harder and pushing deeper.

“Oh god, honey,” I said, lifting her hair off her forehead, “that’s really incredible.”

There was a burping sound as she sucked air around my cock. I started to hump into her face while she humped my leg harder, getting herself off too.

“I’m getting close now,” I croaked as my balls boiled.

My humping became automatic as she breathed hard through her nose. I stroked her cheeks—she had both hands wrapped around my shaft, moving them up and down with her face.

“Lift up some hon,” I said, needing to get my dick in a better position.

She moved up so her pussy was now across my thigh. It was hot against me as she humped and sucked.

“Ha…here it comes,” I hissed as my hips shivered.

She pushed down, sucking hard, and closed her eyes tight as I flooded her mouth with sperm. She swallowed but another gush of cum escaped and ran down my dick onto her hands. I pumped more jiz into her as she swallowed more, burping and slurping.

Then she went over the edge, lifting up and grunting as she shoved her pussy against my thigh. She opened her mouth, her head thrown back, eyes closed. Cum ran down her chin.

She looked down, her eyes focused far away. There was still sperm on her tongue and in the gaps and crevices. Another drop ran out of the corner of her mouth and down to her chin, then a large dollop stretched out and splashed on my stomach. Another flew out of the back of her throat and landed on my chest. She put her hands around my thigh, letting go of my cock, and worked herself hard against me, making herself cum over and over again.

She calmed, her head sinking down to her chest, hair over her face, panting. More cum dripped out of her mouth onto me. I pulled her down on me, my wet cock between us, and kissed the top of her head. Then I pulled her up and kissed her face, our lips slippery with my jez. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, taking more of my sperm into my mouth.

She broke the kiss, a string of cum between us, and slid down, putting her cheek on my chest. My heart was still thumping in my chest as her breathing slowed. I worked the blanket up over us and she snuggled against me. After I’d dozed a bit I came awake with her snoring softly, her drool mixing with the drying cum.

I reached over and turned off the light.