The Silent Man, Page 4

By Leslie Schmidt

On Wednesdays, Callie and Jessica had dance lessons at the Community Center. Usually Jessica's mom picked them up after Diana dropped them off. It was 8 o'clock when Callie came be-bopping in the front door and screeched to a halt. Mr. Anderson was sitting at the kitchen table with her mom. The table was covered with papers and there were two laptops open.

"Hi honey," Diana said. "You go get in the shower while Mr. Anderson and I finish up."

Callie didn't say anything, she just turned down the hall.

Two minutes later both the adults were surprised when she came into the kitchen, naked.

"Can I have a Coke?" she asked as Mr. Anderson's eyes ran up and down her.

"A Coke Zero-it's late for you to have caffeine."

"Oh mom, those taste awful!"

Diana looked at Mr. Anderson, then smiled to herself. Chances were Callie'd be tasting something else soon that she'd want to wash down with the Coke.

"OK honey."

The two watched as the slip of a preteen walked back across the living room, her firm little ass shaking nicely.

From the kitchen, the two could hear the water running in the bathroom-Callie had left the door open. After ten minutes it turned off, another door down the hall opened but it did not close.

"Looks like you're getting some really useful information, I'm looking forward to seeing the synthesis," Anderson said to Diana in a low voice-too quiet for Callie to hear. Then he stood up and went down the hall.

Diana acted like nothing was happening, she just picked up and organized the papers, then saved some data and shut down her computer. Anderson's she'd leave alone. Still, she was just too curious and had to follow him a few minutes later.

When she got to her door she was a little taken aback by the scene. Her nine year old daughter was across the bed, naked, her feet on the floor and her legs spread. Anderson was just stepping out of his pants which he carefully folded and then lay over the back of a desk chair. There was a tent in his boxer shorts.

Callie lifted up on her elbows, her eyes wide, as he pushed the waistband of the boxers and uncovered his cock.

Diana had to admit, he had a really nice ass. His cock wasn't overly large, maybe seven or eight inches. He had a slim and muscular body-a runners body-and very little hair. In fact, Diana realized, he had trimmed his dick hair really short to look less threatening to a child.

He walked up to the girl, stroking his cock to full hardness, and stood over her. Callie looked scared but also excited-like she did just before getting on a zip line a couple of months ago when they were on vacation.

He reached down and took her hand, then pulled her up, sitting. His cock was right at her face level. He brought her hand to his dick and she wrapped her fingers around it. She gently pumped it a few times, looking up at Anderson for reassurance, then brought her other hand up.

Anderson leaned back some and pushed his hips forward as the child stroked his cock while looking at it directly in the eye. He closed his eyes and, a couple of times, Diana heard his breath. Then he looked down at the girl and touched her hands, stopping her. He put his hand on the back of her neck, running his fingers through her hair.

Callie looked up, her eyes big, then at his cock, then back up. Diana saw him very gently pull her, just a suggestion really. Again Callie stared at his dick, looking almost scared, but she leaned forward.

She opened her mouth and took his cock, moving her head from side to side to work it in. Then she closed her lips around the shaft and started moving back and forth, running him in and out just a little as she got used to the feeling and taste of a man's sex.

Anderson blew out a long breath as he put his hand on the side of the child's face, then began to hump in and out of her mouth. Callie put her hands on his hips and ran them up and down his thighs as she gave her first blow job. As for Diana, she was amused as she watched her little girl take, for just a few moments, such complete control of the most powerful man she knew. He had his head back, mouth open, eyes closed while he humped his dick in and out of her mouth. His breathing was becoming more labored and he started to make small grunting and panting noises.

Diana was surprised at how deep her fourth grader could take his cock-a couple of times Callie actually pushed all the way forward, pressing her nose into his short-cropped dick hair as her throat expanded with his shaft. Then she'd pull back, grunting and breathing hard through her nose, her big eyes looking up at him.

The muscles up and down his back, his ass, and thighs were getting tighter as his humping into the child's face became more rhythmic. Diana could see that he was quickly building and she wondered if her little girl could recognize the signs of the impending explosion.

A rivulet of sweat ran down between his shoulder blades. Callie shifted her weight, sliding forward some so her butt was on the edge of the mattress. This made her more comfortable as she didn't have to lean as far forward to hold the man's dick in her mouth. She brought her hands up onto his ass and Diana was surprised to see how she bobbed her head back and forth.

'I wonder where she learned that?' Diana thought. Then a feeling of shock ran through her when she realized what she was actually watching. Her little girl, nine years old, a fourth grader, was giving a man who she didn't know a blow job. She was sucking his cock, about to have her mouth filled with his spunk, and she wasn't even in training bras yet. She was a little girl-her chest was as flat as the boys she sat in her class with, she didn't have a hair on her body below the ears-and she was performing a completely grown-up sex act on a stranger, like a hooker leaning over the shifter in a car after being picked up on a street corner.

Anderson put his hands on either side of her face as he stared down at the girl. He held her with just the head of his cock in her mouth, then looked up at the wall behind the bed. Diana could see him shivering as he made tiny thrusts into the girl's mouth.

Callie's eyes got huge when her mouth was suddenly filled with Anderson's slime. Diana saw her swallow and the man's dick pulsating as he pumped semen down his cock and into the girl. She swallowed hard, two or three times, but still a drop of white goo escaped out the side of her mouth and ran down her chin, only to be followed by another that then dripped onto her thigh.

Anderson made small grunting noises as he held the child's face and pumped cum into her mouth, every muscle in his body tense and shivering. He was desperately fighting the need to just shove his cock into her face and down her throat-choking her with his dick while he blew cum down into her throat and lungs. He could feel her mouth working as she repeatedly swallowed the enormous load he was spewing. He had purposely saved up for four days-anticipating the feeling of her little mouth, her tongue on his dickhead.

He was dizzy as he drained his prostrate into her mouth. She had swallowed five or six times, each time only to have more semen shoot into her mouth. But now it seemed like he was finished. He was no longer holding her head so tightly, the shivering had stopped and she could feel the muscles in his ass relax. He pulled back and she let his cock slip out of her mouth. Cum dribbled out of it and dripped down onto her chest and stomach.

She looked up at him and closed, then opened her eyes. Diana could see his cum smeared around her mouth and on her chin. There were two stripes of white goo on her stomach and chest along with the droplets on her right thigh.

Anderson lifted her chin and leaned down and kissed her. Then he dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Callie's eyes flared again when he pushed his tongue into her mouth, then ran it around her teeth and even behind her lips while he licked the remnants of his sperm out of her mouth. As he kissed her he leaned forward, pressing her back onto the bed. As Callie leaned back she spread her legs as he knelt down his hips went between her knees. Diana wondered if Callie realized that his cock had rubbed down along her slit, undoubtedly leaving a trail of sperm on her sex.

Then he lifted his face off of hers and, with a smile, slid back and lowered his head between her legs. Diana watched as, for the next ten minutes, Anderson licked and sucked Callie's clean, hairless little pussy. She came at least three times, bucking her hips as he pushed his tongue into the opening of her vagina. The scene was so sexy that Diana started to unthinkingly rub herself through her jeans while she watched her daughter rocked by repeated orgasms.

Meanwhile, Anderson had been stroking himself back to full hardness. Diana was brought back to reality when, with the girl laying splayed out on the bed, panting after several minutes of rolling orgasms, her pussy glistening wet with Anderson's spit and her own small amount of preteen pussy juices, He raised up and brought his cock level with her.

Callie froze when she felt his hands on her hips, his thumbs spreading her lips. He positioned his dickhead at the gates and, looking straight into her eyes, began to increase the pressure.

Diana bit her knuckle as she watched the man's cock slowly push into her daughter's vagina. Callie closed her eyes and, as his dickhead disappeared inside her, a tear ran out of the corner of her eye and across her cheek. When he pulled back, Diana could see that his cock was stained red with her Callie's virgin blood. Then he pushed back in.

He gently fucked the little girl for the next five minutes as her pain was replaced with a growing need. Soon she was humping up to meet him as he held himself up on his arms over her, thrusting between her upheld thighs while her feet swung in the air behind him.

Then he grunted and shoved while, at the same time, Callie squealed and humped up against him. Diana knew that her daughter's womb was being filled with his sperm as they both gasped and grunted. Then he held still, panting and catching his breath while she also calmed down, her breathing deep.

He sank back down into his knees, then moved back, pulling his cock out of her. Diana watched as his blood stained jiz ran out of Callie and down into her ass crack, then onto the sheets to join the rest of the red blood stain. When he stood up, looking down at the bloody and wasted little girl on the bed, she reached down and felt between her legs, then pulled her blood stained fingers up and looked at them. She looked at her mother with an expression like she was going to cry.

"Oh Mommy," she whimpered.

Diana went forward as Anderson stepped back. She gathered her child into her arms.

"It's OK honey," she said. Callie wept into her shoulder as she listened to Anderson dressing. When she heard the front door close she took Callie into the bath and put her in the tub.

"Did it hurt you too much?" Diana asked after she had turned off the water and leaned back on her heals. She brushed a strand of Callie's hair back off her forehead, then looked down and noticed a couple of dark red congealed blood clots drifting in the water along with small white balls of Anderson's cum that had squeezed out of Callie's vagina.

"It stung a lot Mommy," Callie said, looking up at her. "But then, after a while it was OK and began to feel good."

She lay back and wet her hair, at the same time spreading her legs and more bits of white goo floated away from her pussy. Then she sat back up. "And, when I felt him shooting his stuff in me-I just, well, it was like there was an explosion in me. It felt soo good!"

She began washing her arm. "Do you think he'll want to come back?" she asked, looking up at her mom with a serious expression.

"I'm sure he will," Diana answered, "if you want."

Callie looked off to the side, then nodded. "Yeah, I think so," she said.

As a matter of fact, Anderson was back four days later and Diana watched as they fucked in the chair in the living room, Callie straddling his hips, facing him. She could clearly see his cock inside her from behind, below her ass, and when he came she watched waves of semen run down his shaft and over his balls. The fourth grader's pussy was just too small to hold a full load of his cum. Over the next four months he was there once or twice a week, inspecting the work Diana was doing, then having sex with her preteen daughter.

The entire time he never said a word to the girl, although she often overheard him and her mother talking about work. He also always insisted that Diana watch them, even once telling her to stay when she tried to leave them alone.

Epilog

In December, just before Christmas, Diana turned in her final report to her boss, then took a week off for the holidays. When she returned on January second, she was called into the Division Manager's office.

"Well Di, your report was pretty impressive and it's gotten some wheels rolling on opening up a new market as you suggest." He handed her a paper across the desk. "That's an offer letter for a new position, they want you to move forward as Project Manager. You'll have to move, they want to run it from a sub in Seattle-it's all in there including a sizable increase in salary."

On her first day at the new job she was surprised to find Anderson sitting in her office when she returned from lunch.

"You all settled in?" he asked.

"Mostly," Diana, "still have a few boxes around."

"Callie like her new school?"

"Yeah, she's making some new friends."

"Think she'd mind if I came over to visit this evening?"

"Sure," Diana smiled, "I think she'd like that--alot."

END