Date: Mon, 26 Jul 2010 16:19:31 +1000
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Park views Part 33

Some days later, while I still retained the glowing after image of young
Fiona and her dark charms, I lay in the outside recliner and dozed off as I
day dreamed of a return bout...not that there was a lack of candidates of
course, my daughter, Julie, Irene..that other girl but Fiona, she was at
the limits of adult penetration, or so I imagined and her very tight vagina
with delicate lips provided the ultimate stimulus...yes, she was a little
erotic dream of her own, then as I drowsed, vaguely I wondered - "where is
everyone?" - but succumbed to sleep.

I was roused in the nicest way possible, someone had helped themselves, no
mistake...a tiny hand had somehow reached for me and extracted my penis,
with eyes still closed I feigned sleep, the touch was delicate yet skilled,
no fumbling so whoever it was had done this before, probably many times by
the expert way the fingers moved, then, the faintest pressure at the tip, a
warm moist feel and I knew that two little lips had just parted for me.  I
risked a peep, there was the slender little hand and there - the finger
nails, wonderfully manicured but in miniature, scarlet varnished and with
flawless finish they slid along my penis.  I jerked my eyes wide open, the
little face regarded me coolly - eyes rimmed with mascara, carefully
plucked eyebrows, and swelling red lips that pouted with promise.  Her hair
style was another thing altogether, wonderful ringlets artfully cascaded
down over ears from which hung glittering tiny pendants, her makeup and
coiffure were exquisite.  Again I got a no-nonsense look, and glanced
lower, slender neck gracefully arched with choker necklace displayed and
beneath, a plunging neckline of lace...the whole garment of some rich satin
substance, arms bare, exquisite shoulders bare, and the little madam
deigned to break the silence....

"I won...the beauty thing of course and...someone suggested something to
Dad - she's probably with him now - but your other friends, well they dared
me and of course, that was that and here I am..I don't suppose you mind
though and I'm rather good at this aren't I?"

Questions, questions..gradually I took it in, she'd entered one of those
child beauty pageants...beneath that makeup she could have been 7 or 8,
very hard to tell but her looks and clothing, why they were exquisite and
then I guessed, my daughter, Julie, Irene - who knew? They had dared her
to...well not exactly seduce me but....and of course, her Dad had been
offered a blandishment, right now he was probably being well attended to by
a couple of gleeful conspirators...and this little thing, she was
absolutely stunning.  Still watching me, she dipped her head and parted
lips, again my penis felt that moist warmth and her eyes darted sideways to
take in the effect.  Satisfied by what she saw, she tucked her gown aside
and settled herself, nylon clad legs tucked demurely beneath.....meanwhile
I feasted my eyes upon her, something she appeared to casually note and
accept - she must have been used to it, with those stunning looks of
hers...no wonder. Again it was she who broke the silence

"I know you're enjoying this but I find it gets boring after a while
so...shall we have some real fun then?"

Eager yet speechless I could only nod then watched with longing as rising
to her feet young madam turned to me side on, her long gown had a slit to
knee height and then I noticed, there were the buttons, all the way up to
waist level.  Casually stooping while holding my glance, she paused then
with tiny delicate fingers popped the buttons one by one until satisfied
the little beauty stood, gown parted and gleaming white flanks emerged, she
bent a knee and the gown parted further.  I could now see the high heels,
nylons, panties and suspender belt but above all that delicious stretch of
lovely little leg.  With her hands she parted the skirts further, in a low
little voice she offered

"Do .... you like what you see.....think you could...do things with me
...yes...would you like that?"

This was a miniature beauty queen, no doubt about it, but what she was
offering - oh God, and as she moved closer my hand carefully fondled those
lovely flanks, felt down her silky legs, and then up again.  I was spell
bound, then her buttocks, the full firm curve as my hand traced their
outline then caressed her again, full length

"Come here sweetheart, here...there, just make yourself comfortable, oh you
are a little beauty aren't you, choice...and if you just open them, a
little more...there...is that nice?"

For the first time she nodded and smiled, my fingers had entered beneath
her panties and were carefully fingering her delicate little folds...I felt
her thighs part further...and took full advantage of the wonderful girl,
incredibly she'd become moist and with one arm around the tiny waist I held
her in my lap as my fingers explored her depths, the squishing sounds were
now audible, and she giggled...

"You know, when I'm up on stage, I can see all those men (and some women)
looking at me...and I know what they want to do...I like it....so now,
you're doing it for all those men - who can't have me aren't you.  This is
nice, you've had lots of practice haven't you?  Is your daughter the one
with the long blond hair then...yes, I thought so...do you do it with her
often?"  I nodded "Dad does it with me too, he was very careful at first
but now, we can do it any time we like, so you don't just have to put your
finger in there you know, I mean it's nice but if you help me get these
panties off....here, let me...that's it, careful, don't want to tear my
stockings...there...how do I look, I've a pretty pussy haven't I and..."
here she put her lips to my ear and whispered "now...you can fuck me!"

This was a beautiful little girl, fragile and exquisite, I'd had fingers up
inside her but still, I was nervous, it wasn't the fear of laddering nylons
either (later her Dad told me - they were silk!) but yes I wanted her badly
and she knew it but....she was so small...and as I dithered, little madam
took matters into her own hands.

"Oh come on then silly, here, let me"

and gracefully one leg raised, she was astride me with arms around my neck
and hips raised high,

"Now, you've got your hands free so, if you just hold the tip here, nice,
rub it up and down my slit please, yes just like that...I'm always nice and
ready after so, I think he wants to come in, doesn't he but would you like
that?  So, we'll just let me lower a bit, there, feel it going in?  I can,
it's nice, slowly going up...you must be able to feel that?"

The feeling was astounding, incredibly erotic, this tiny gem of a girl
impaling herself upon me and the slippery clutch of her vagina that
followed, her face was turned up to me, eyes shining...

"Oh you are really enjoying doing this to me aren't you?"

I nearly came then and there.  She took over, it was she who raised and
lowered the little body using hands on my shoulders, and I was content to
let her set the pace...this was one encounter not to be hurried so we
continued in silence, occasionally I'd lean forward and kiss her behind the
ear, on cheek, on lips, closed eyelids...and the little darling skilfully
pleasured herself upon me.  Sometime later, her eyelids appeared to grow
heavy and her breathing became irregular, seeing these signs I positioned a
finger by her clitoris and carefully stroked...it worked, the breaths
became gasps and the shudders began, these in turn triggered my own release
and I clasped her tightly then with head buried in a little shoulder I
cried out as my penis jetted, tiny hands dug into my own shoulders and head
thrown back I watched her little mouth as it worked.  Some minutes later
we'd composed ourselves and looked at each other quietly

"Think you can do another?" She asked...and I nodded gratefully.

Pleasantly drained, clothing adjusted, she took me in search of her
father...there he was and still heaving away, beneath him red curls
protruded while lying beside them and smirking happily, was my daughter
stark naked and with streams of semen still flowing between thighs.

"Hi Dad, guess what, Irene and I have been playing tag with him!  Did you
two, have a nice time then, goodness you must have, Dad you're still
shaking and you've had her all to yourself!"

I looked at the little beauty queen, make up slightly smudged but otherwise
composed, no one would ever have guessed that only minutes before, she'd
been writhing half naked in my lap...and...oh God, I was getting hard
again...and from her knowing smile...she could tell!  There was only one
thing for it, and as my daughter complacently smiled...I drew the little
thing to me and feverishly began to unbutton that gown...as her father's
loins plunged down into Irene again and again, together we worked at her
panties..then joined the other two bodies as they writhed upon the carpet,
the girl's delighted giggles sounding in my ears.  Then my daughter's
disgusted "Oh Dad!".